Ok people here's chapter two!!! I really hope that if you read this you are reviewing. You don't have to but I would like them because this is my first multi chapter fanfiction that I've put up on this site. Oh yeah flammers may be taken seriously but most will more likely be laughed at. But please don't be to mean.

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And one more thing in the last chapter the thoughts didn't come out the way I thought they would so now thoughts will be italisized.

Chapter two

Two years in prison and I'm still alive. Maybe not sane. But alive. They thought I'd be dead by now. Just another failed experiment. But they were wrong. Oh yes I can see it in the Commanders eyes. He knew I wouldn't die without a fight. He just didn't expect it to take this long.

Even now as they strap me back onto the cold, metallic chair held out on an island in the middle of the room I was fighting. Every step of the way. My dark side, who has now became simply dark, would allow no less. Even though the treatments gave him strength, he didn't want me to be submissive. And I was only to happy to oblige.

I scream but no one hears

I cry a million tears

yet the pain still remains

and I'm going insane

hiding my shame.

By now there had to be at least twelve guards there just to take me to the island hardly fifty steps from my cell. And halfway there most of them had a few broken bones while all had a bloody nose.

But they got me to the island and into the chair. When I heard the locks snap into place I stopped struggling. I knew I would need whatever strength I could get after this particular pumping.

How did I know this you ask. Well it was only after the first three weeks that the Baron got tired of hearing me scream as the eco was pumped into me with no effect. After that he simply left leaving only Erol to command my torture. And torture it was. But today was different. The Baron was back and Erol didn't wear the shit-eating grin he normally did.

As the needle, twisted with dark eco, came down on my chest I did nothing but glare at the two who would soon be dead if he had any say in it.

The eco was released and the pain from the dosage nearly made me pass out from the shear intensity of it. It was only by chance that I was able to stay awake.

This treatment seemed to go on forever as Erol increased the dosage on the Barons' command. It didn't end for what seemed like hours but had only been one.

A slit you may say

only lasts a day.

But I'll remember forever

why my scars have never

ever gone away.

By the time it did end I was nearly out, when the computer spoke. "Dark eco injection complete. Bio readings normal and unchanged."

One more person to add to our growing list of people to kill, Dark said. Whoever is the one who speaks for that piece of crap computer.

I...agree... I thought back after a moment still weary.

I couldn't even find the strength to lift my head as the Baron yelled at Erol.

"Nothing!" he shouted, pacing. "I was informed this one might be different."

I could practically see the pout in Erols' voice as he said. "He is surprisingly resistant to your... experiments Baron Praxis. I fear the dark warrior program has failed."

"Ahhg! You should at least be dead with all the dark eco I've pumped into you!" he screamed yanking me up forcefully by the hair, making my head spin, and then letting it drop again without a second thought.

"What now? Metal head armies are pressing their attacks. Without a new weapon my men cannot hold them off forever." Erol asked diverting the Barons attention from me for the moment.

It doesn't mean he wont die. Dark muttered in the back of my mind.

I know. I thought instantly. It's amazing really. At first I was terrified of this entity living inside me, and now I don't know anything more comforting, reassuring, if it wasn't for dark I knew I would be dead like all the other failed experiments.

By now the Baron was angrier then most had ever seen him. "I will not be remembered as the man who lost this city to those vile creatures." I could just see him spitting in Erols' face as he said this. And Erol having to take it like the ass kisser he was. "Move forward with the final plan. And finish this thing off tonight!" he told Erol, and then proceeded to leave.

"As you wish." Erol came up and grabbed the front of the shirt they had given me, before then I never knew just how much a shirt could resemble a rag. Well I'm up in the air again. "I'll be back later." he sneered.

And he left.

Secret and silent

hidden away.

Alone in the dark

I cried today.

Softly and gently

I watched the tears roll.

Waited patiently

to find my soul.

I couldn't tell wether or not I was hallucinating, but something told me that it was real, when I thought I heard my old friend Daxter. I mean he had promised to rescue me, but it had been so long. But it was him.

"Ding ding. Third floor... body chains, roach food, torture devices." I heard him ask in that annoying, joking, oh so wonderful now that I could appreciate it voice of his. "Hey buddy...you seen any hero's around here?" he asked . I could hardly see him in my misty vision but I could still make out his shocked expression when he realized that I was the hero he was asking about.

That little orange thing actually came. Dark said amazed.

"Whoa! What'd they do to you? Jak! It's me...Daxter!" he called seeing he wasn't getting a response and started to worry.

I was able to only just open my eyes halfway and bring my head up a little before it fell back and I closed my eyes once more.

"That's a fine hello! I've been crawling around in this place risking my tail!" he punctuated that last part by stomping on my lower gut causing me to wince. Dark growled threateningly at this but calmed down a bit after the initial pain subsided. "Literally." Daxter continued. "To save you. I've been looking for you for two years! Say something! Anything! Just this once!" he begged.

The rat wants us to say something. Fine. Dark growled. It's about time you used that mouth of ours any way. "I'm gonna kill Praxis!" I shouted into the empty chamber. I could suddenly feel energy flowing through me. The fog clearing from my mind, as it always did soon enough after a treatment.

Daxter put is small paw over my mouth to silence me, not really showing any shock that I had finally spoken after a life time of silence. "Shh! Right now, we gotta get you outta here. Just let me figure out how to open the security locks to the chair so I can-."

During the time Daxter took to babble Dark and I had been arguing. I let him win this time only because I didn't want Erol to come back before we had a chance to escape and skin both Daxter and me alive.

Said ottsel backed away immediately, showing mostly shock, but not much fear, as I transformed into my darker half for the first time breaking the locks around our wrists and ankles.

I'm tearing away.

Don't know where I'm headed.

But I don't care about me,

not any more.

There's no fence surrounding me,

no one who wants to stop me.

"Or ahh... you could do it." Daxter said, getting dangerously close to the edge of the island as Dark approached him.

We could both tell he wasn't afraid, simply wary of this new twist. He still tried to calm us down any way.

"Jak? Easy now. Easy buddy. It's your old pal Daxter. Remember?" he tried.

Dark didn't like the fact he was trying to calm us and was about to rip into him with his long, black, claws. But not even he could kill the orange fur ball that had tried so hard to rescue us.

This does not mean I'm getting soft. He said to me as he gave me my body back.

Would never dream of saying it... I whispered relieved I had some control when he took over, and trying not to laugh at the image of Dark pouting in the back of my mind as I made it perfectly clear that I did think he might just be getting soft.

"Daxter?" I called as I was fully myself once more. Or as much myself as I could, sharing my mind, and now my body, with Dark.

"What the heck was that?!" Daxter yelled. "Sheesh! Remind me not to piss you off!" he said glaring at me for scaring him. "Come on tall, dark, and gruesome. We're outta here!" he continued, jumping up onto my shoulder. "I uh... brought you some new threads... put em on."

I'm tearing away,

I am torn today.

well there's chapter two. Wow that took a while to type. On my computer its four pages! Ok now look I know every one likes to think of dark jak as the bad guy but if you think about it how many times did he save jaks ass. Well he's good in my story.

And to my two reviewers... I LOVE YOU PEOPLE!!!!!!!! You are so nice Red Hawk Ksani and StriderX. I hope you like this chapter too.

And I didn't get any flames for the last one. Yayz!

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