I would like to thank everyone who reviewed! And we all know the legal stuff so I'm not going to type it in.
Ottsel surfer – I like cliffies!
chrispbacon – Krall is definatly not human, I don't know what his species should be called.
Toboe's pup – Well I'll just let Krall call him Jak, makes it easier.
KrimzonGuard Bites BaronP – well your going to like what happens to Keira, or not, idk but stay tuned! LOL, I brought Gol back to life cause at the end of the first game Samos says "That might have destroyed them, might." Which you prolly know, as for the errors, I have no idea what they are --
Red Hawk K'sani – well thats alot of races! So much intelligence! GAH!
NOTE: RHAR is when Pecker squawks!
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Chapter. 2 – Silent Night
Gol breathed the air deeply, opening his arms up wide "It's great to be at the surface once more."
Jak narrowed his eyes "Sig get out of here."
"What? Why? I'm not leaving you here." He hopped into the Gila Stomper "I'll be ready to leave when you are."
Jak grumbled under his breath as Daxter propped himself against Jaks head
"Hey Gol, where's your sister?"
Gol watched the sky. He looked back towards them, then down into the open chamber of dark eco. He sighed "Her body could not take the eco. She was not strong enough. I tried to save her, but the eco flooded into both our lungs, we were killed."
Gol slowly turned to them "the robot deteriorated, our bodies were dead, but our souls were not. My dear sister sacrificed her soul and gave it up to me so I could live. The dark eco sculpted this body and I was brought back to life. All I had to do was wait for you, Jak, to come along." He took a raspy breath, "your power awakened me from my slumber."
"You shouldn't have lived. If the eco won't kill you, then I will!" Jak was angry, his skin began to go pale, his pupils enlarged to cover his whole eye. Darkness overcame him. Daxter jumped off of his shoulder as he charged for Gol.
"I wouldn't do that, if I were you." Gol closed his eyes.
Jak stopped and screamed out, his hands to his head while he crouched down in agony.
"We are connected, Jak. We both have dark eco within us." Gol chuckled "you cannot defeat me with darkness. I am darkness!" he laughed aloud as Jak glared, his body convulsed as it changed back to normal.
"I would love to stay and chat, but I have work to do." Gol raised his arms; a wave of dark eco leaped from the chamber and created a transparent shield. Gols laughing increased. Spots of dark eco from the shield leaked into the ground. Darkness spread a few feet, spikes began to form, break through precursor metal and dirt. The spikes began to grow taller and taller at a frightening pace.
"Jak!" Daxter jumped up onto Jak as the darkness singed his toe
"Sig! Let's get out of here, now!" Jak turned heel and leapt into the Gila Stomper. Sig revved the engine. The vehicle leapt to life as dirt sprung from beneath the enormous tires.
Jak looked back. The spikes were easily ten feet tall now, curving inwards. Gol smiled and waved slowly as they drove off into the distance. Jak didn't want to leave, he had to stop Gol.
The whole area was going through a drastic change. More spikes began to form. Their tips were purple and faded to black. Spots in the ground began to sink, creating craters of dark eco. Metal heads began to appear to check out the situation, at the sight of dark eco they bounded towards it. But even they weren't safe.
Large tentacles exploded from the dark eco, showering more eco all over. Metal heads were snatched and dragged into the craters. They roared and screeched for help; but
no one was there for them. No one was ever there for them.
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Sovereign Kitaria sat comfortably in her throne room. In this room of hers sat six towers; Two on either side of her, four in each corner of the gigantic room.
She tapped her fingers and twirled the communicator on the arm of her chair.
Two, massive oaken doors stood before her, though one door was painted with the sun and clouds, the other with the moon and stars. She grinned to herself, she was bored that day and decided to paint that upon the doors. Krall wasn't too pleased.
She began to doze off, her breathing became heavier. She drooped, until pain shot through her head. Her head whipped up so fast, she hit the chair. Her skull throbbed in this pain. She rubbed her temples, another pang.
"Krall! Help me!" She yelled out as he entered.
"Sister! Hang in there." He bolted towards her, as she fell from her chair to the floor on her knees "he's awakened. Isn't he?" she panted.
"I tried to warn them, they wouldn't listen." He put his arm around her and walked her to one of the towers "step in there."
She walked towards one of the towers and put her hands into the flowing energy.
Light eco. All the towers in her throne room had their own eco source. There was the light and dark eco that was on either side of her chair. The four corner towers consisted of yellow, orange, green, and blue eco. The light was all she needed at the moment.
The pain ceased after a few seconds, the light eco cooling to the touch.
"That's better." She regained her composure, cleared her throat and turned back to her brother "and the metal heads?"
"They are still attacking from the outside. They haven't done any serious damage."
Krall crossed his arms "I don't think we should send our cargo to that worthless city. They gave us food in exchange for ammunition. Now we're sending them both!"
"Calm down brother. We'll have to just keep making the ammunition and get them to come pick it up; we have enough food in our farms. Besides we can't support ourselves without the money."
She cracked her knuckles and looked over to the communicator on her chair.
"They're in debt up to their asses with us. We'll never get our money."
Kitaria glared at her brother and moved over to the communicator "they'll pay us back, don't worry. If we all survive this war, a deal will be made."
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Back at haven city, Pecker arrived with Onin and Samos at HQ. Ashelin turned to them as the elevator doors slid open
"Haven't seen you guys in awhile."
"Indeed, though there is no time for casual chit-chat. We've got some serious problems on our hands." Samos walked towards her while Onin sat down comfortably.
"What happened?" Ashelin had not heard anything since Torn had left
"Jak had just talked to me several minutes ago over the comm. unit. He told me an old enemy of ours has been awakened and has already been manipulating dark eco to create his… well, I guess you could say fortress."
"And who is this enemy?"
"His name is Gol. To make a long story short, Jak defeated him and his sister; they were both controlling a precursor robot but were locked into an eco vat. Now Gol came back, Jak never mentioned Gols sister; she must have not made it. He's on his way back now."
The communicator on the table beeped and a face appeared. Kitaria.
"Ashelin, our city, Tarliom, has been under attack. Haven City's monthly supply of ammunition and food cannot be sent. Unless your city comes and picks it up themselves. Our transports can get killed; yours are fast fliers of metal."
Ashelin shook her head. The war was getting worse, day by day.
"We'll come pick it up," she paused "who has been attacking you?"
"Metal heads."
"They are out there too?"
"Yes, though we have not seen the KG robots, yet. They probably won't be too far off."
"Expect us to make a night run."
"We'll be waiting." The communicator flicked off.
Ashelin sighed and Pecker began talking, "Onin says the dark eco is poisoning everything. Gol will most likely look for more dark eco, and his first stop will be one of the three cities."
Samos looked to Onin "Tarliom. He'll go there, I know it! They have all the eco you could dream of."
"They've gotta run out of eco sometime." Ashelin went to a control panel and began typing.
"They can't, they can create eco."
"What? How is that possible?" Ashelin whirled around
"The precursors picked a race to help make eco, that way the precursors could get on with other jobs. Kitaria and her people just happened to be lucky."
"RHAR, what about you Samos? Aren't you a green mage?" Pecker sat down in Onin's bowl.
"I can't make green eco, I just supervise it. Had Kitaria's race been wiped out, I would be the next maker of eco."
"This is all too confusing." Ashelin turned and walked towards the elevator "stay here if you want, I'm going to Tarliom."
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Jak had seen the transport leave just after Gol began working his powers. But where was it going? They normally don't leave unless told to, and Jak had not told the transport to go anywhere. He pushed it from his mind, instead, he was driven to Spargus, and then he had to borrow a vehicle to drive back to Haven City. Jak liked the Sand Shark; it was fast, had lots of ammo and was slick. Though it was odd, as he saw Haven City in the distance, he noticed he had not been attacked by one Marauder. Where were they?
Too many strange things were happening.
By the time Jak reached the city, it was almost dark. The sky was streaked by different shades of orange, pink and yellow as the sun sank beneath the horizon. Jak had to enter the city via ruins. It was hard to maneuver, and a few enemies remained, though they were easy to deal with. When he reached a dead end, he had to climb up the ruins and walk through a passage, jumping out the other side to find himself closer to where he wanted to be.
Pass the water ways, pass the stinging metal heads; through the streets and finally, a parked zoomer. Jak didn't head for HQ first. In fact, he was heading for the Naughty Ottsel. Upon reaching there, he entered to see Torn speaking with a communicator.
Jak sat himself at the bar, Daxter hopped off his shoulder to the bar counter.
"Jak, it's good to see your back, hey what happened out there?" Torn came and sat beside him.
Jak sighed and began telling Torn of exactly what happened. From the time he reached the eco vat, up until the drive back to Haven City. Daxter claimed he had scared the marauders off, no one was buying it.
"So now what?" Torn stood
"I don't know. This war is becoming too overwhelming."
There was a thud at the door, Jak looked back and stood, getting his weapon out. The doors suddenly burst open to reveal KG bots preparing to fire.
"AH! Get them out of my bar!" Daxter yelled as he leapt back onto Jak.
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Thirty five transports, twice the size of ordinary ones, flew from Haven City to land in Tarliom. The main building, which held the eco towers, was a launch pad on top, where transports could take off and land. Ashelin looked around; there were about twenty FL soldiers with her, and several thousand of Kitarias kind on the ground, though where were the buildings? She was told this was a huge city, though there were little farm huts and huge fields of crops. Climbing down the stairs, Ashelin and the soldiers were on ground level. They made their way around piles and piles of crates. They ignored it for now and made their way into the throne room.
"Ashelin, we have already packaged the food, and the ammunition is being loaded onto the elevator. As you probably saw, a few boxes are already out there." There was a giant hole in the floor of the room with a high railing around it.
"Yeah. We need some serious talk." Ashelin stayed on the other side of the elevator, Kitaria and Kall on the opposite end.
"Indeed." Kitaria narrowed her eyes as her brother, Krall, came up beside her.
"When you warned us, it was too late. Jak had already left to open the vat."
"Yes, yes, we can't do anything about it now, lets just think about what we'll do to stop this situation from getting out of control."
"We need to work together."
Kitaria stiffened "Work together? Work together!?"
"Yes, we need to combine forces, as well as the wastelanders to fight this new threat; if we don't all of us will die miserably." Ashelin knew Krall wanted to say something by his expression, but he stood with his hands behind his back and his jaw clenched.
"What do you say?" Ashelin stuck out her hand
"Erm," Kitaria thought about it "I need more time. I will get back to you."
The elevator rose up and came to ground level, boxes piled on top of it. The high railing lowered out of sight and the FL soldiers began carrying crates outside, Krall and some others helping out.
Once everything was packed tight into thirty transports, Ashelin turned to Kitaria,
"Gol could come over here an attack any time, when he does, don't say we didn't warn you." Ashelin jumped into one of the transports, they all rose slowly, one by one, flying away into the moonlight, and stars sprawled across the sky. Such a silent night.
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OK, not so much action on this one either but hey, just a developing storyline. 6 pages instead of ten on MW (Microsoft Word), if any of you have suggestions, I'll be happy to read them in the reviews. BTW i'm going to leave a review tonight with the links to the pictures of Gol, Kitaria, Krall, and the city of Tarliom.
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BTW – Count Ottsel Veger will be brought into this and will play a fun role, something bad is going to happen to a character (not gonna say), Kliever and Seem will come back as well. Don't forget Vinn! He's going to be included as well.