Chapter 6: The Grand Council

"What are we going to do about this?" A rather plump middle-aged man asked looking at the rest of the council. "The people what answers.... And this 'Jak' person, who supposedly saved us was associated with both Kor whom was the metal head leader, and Krew who was going to help blow the city to pieces as well as working some rather shading dealings around the city in his time."

"They also say he turns into a horrible monster when he is angered." A man broke in who looked more like a walking stick.

"Gentlemen... I think I know what to do about our currant situation." A balding man said turning from the window to face his fellow councilmen. At this all of them perked up, there was a way out of this mess, and it didn't involve them being blamed.

The next morning

"She said that?" Torn asked raising an eyebrow after Jak and Klia had related to him what Talon had told them in the alleyway.

"Yeah. And let me tell ya, it was creeeepY!" Daxter said butting in, "Right after she told us all this crap, the girl disappeared into thin air." He finished fluttering his hands out in front of him dramatically.

Torn looked both ways and then looked back at Klia and Jak, "I'd be careful then. Talon and the hunters are the elite guard to Spartus. It's a pretty rough place, most of the time they want absolutely nothing to do with Haven City especially if it means helping us out, to many of them were kicked out of here by the Baron. But the one thing that you can count on, is all of their information in 100% accurate, if they don't know for sure then they won't even bother telling you. And even then you're lucky they tell you." He paused a second and looked down at the bar in front of them his arms resting on it crossed in front of him. "And hearing it from Talon should be considered an honor, she doesn't trust outsiders."

"And how do you know so much about her?" Daxter asked crossing his arms and tapping his foot on the counter.

"I ran into her a few years ago out in the wastelands before I quit the guard. She helped me out. I gained enough of her trust in that time to where she'll let me know in advance if something big is going to happen. Her own comrades are lucky if she tells them. But one thing's for sure, she's wired into the system by someone. I've been trying to figure out who it is for years and I still don't know."

"If it's so hard to gain this Talon's trust then why did she warn me." Jak asked.

"Probably payment for getting those harvesters opened. She doesn't like to be in anyone's debt." Torn replied looking up.

"Or maybe..." Klia started thinking for a moment pacing a few feet past Torn in the bar and then turning back to face them, "It was the Talon we knew from Sandover!"

"What!?" Daxter asked raising an eyebrow, "You heard the woman! She's never seen us before!"

"Besides," Jak cut in a little angry, "The Talon I knew would never put people on missions like, she would do it herself before she ever let anyone else."

"Yeah!" Daxter agreed, "She wouldn't even let me go in after that ring I dropped in the cove."

Klia rolled her eyes and smacked Daxter upside the head. "That's because you where sea sick and would have drown, retard!"

Torn smirked as Daxter rubbed the back of his head, "But still, she wouldn't have let me even if I wasn't sea sick." He mumbled.

"I still think it's her." Klia said crossing her arms and tapping her foot annoyed.

"If that's Talon Farside then Haven City will crown me king tomorrow." Jak said not in the best of moods any more.

"Well then hello your majesty." Klia said with a sarcastic bow, "You just don't want to except the fact that this place has change her..." She paused a moment, "Just like it's changed you."

After that last comment, Jak was off his bar stool and right in Klia's face. "If you'd been through half of what I have you'd be the same way." He retorted angrily, "I'm out of here."

Torn raised an eyebrow looking at the two.

"Fine you do that!" Klia replied stomping her foot and turning away from him.

"Uhhhhhh." Daxter said looking at Klia for a moment and then to Jak, "Hey Jak wait for me!." He said scampering after him and hopping on his shoulder just before he left the 'The Naughty Ottsel'.

"That's one guy, I defiantly wouldn't want to piss off." Torn said pointing after Jak.

"Torn, we've got a problem." Ashelin said coming in the door.

"What is it?"

"Where's Jak?" She asked looking around.

"You just missed him. Why?"

Ashelin looked down and lend against the bar.

"What's wrong?" Torn prodded farther.

"I tried to stop them, but they over ruled me. We don't have a choice."

Torn furrowed his brows in thought, and then looked up his eyes wide, "You mean they're..."

"Exactly." Ashelin replied before he could finish the question.