Chapter 7: Banishment
Jak stormed through the streets of Haven City, what gave Klia the right to say that that person could be one of his best friends. There was no way.... No possible way.
The static crinkled on the radio as one of the Krimzon Guards depressed the talk button, "Target in sight."
Jak paid no attention to this; after the Baron was gone and Torn had taken over the guard he no longer had to worry about being hunter down by them or being shot at or shocked.
"Freeze!" One of them commanded getting right in front of the duo and pointing his shock gun at them.
Jak raised an eyebrow and finally took notice of his surroundings; him and Daxter were completely surrounded by the men in bulky red armor each of them simultaneously clicking their shock guns on.
"You don't want to mess with me today." Jak replied.
"We don't want to harm you." One of the guards said, "You are to come down to the palace by order of the Goveneress Ashelin and the Grand Council."
"Well you could have just said that in the first place instead of pointing all your fancy little guns at us like we're fugitives." Daxter said pointing at their guns emanating the blue shocks. "Let's go Jak."
Jak looked at the little orange ottsel sitting on his shoulder for a moment and then nodded, "We know where the palace is... We don't need your help to get there." He said roughly pushing through them.
The guards didn't even bother to follow him after that, they had heard the stories just like everyone else about him being a monster, so they radioed for a zoomer to follow him from a far distance to make sure he actually went to the palace.
"Why would Ashelin send the guard to find us?" Jak asked Daxter as they neared the palace, "And what's this about the 'Royal Council'?"
"Uhhhh.. Maybe it has somethin' to do with what Talon told ya." Daxter suggested.
When they reached the palace they walked down the long hallway towards the throne room when they pushed the doors open, they were meet by 2 Krimzon guards who pointed their guns straight at Jak's head and another who slapped a rectangular cuff around both of Jak's hands.
"Whoa!!" Daxter screamed and ran off, before the guards could do any thing to him.
"Get moving." One of the guards said jabbing Jak in the back with his gun. Jak stumbled forward and shot a glare back that the man.
After following the front guard they arrived at a large carrier bus and boarded, inside was Ashelin who didn't look to happy, and the balding mid-aged Grand councilman. The carrier took off and headed out of the city.
Jak looked back and forth between the two guards, then at the older man, and then his eyes finally landed on Ashelin. "What the heck is going on?"
Ashelin avoided his gaze and said nothing, finally the carrier landed on the ground and the back port opened creating a ramp to the ground that they had used to board earlier that morning.
The guards stood up pulling Jak up with them, followed by Ashelin and the man. The man open a large blue book and they began to walk out of the carrier, the guards not missing their chance to shove him along the way.
"By order of the Grand Council of Haven city," Be began, "For unspeakable acts and crimes against the people of you are here by banished to the wastelands. For life." He finished in his arrogant voice. Ashelin then undid the cuff and they boarded the carrier again. "May the Precursors have mercy on you." The man said as the door closed and the ship took off for the city again.
Jak watched after the carrier in disbelief.. He was all alone in the middle of a dessert that stretched on for miles, and Ashelin had just left him there and said nothing to him, she didn't even offer him any help.
"Hey Jak! How do you get yourself into these messes? Sheesh, I'd hate to be you." Daxter said scampering up his shoulder.
"Indeed you do have a knack for trouble." The parrot with a Spanish ascent said landing gracefully on his other shoulder.
Jak raised an eyebrow and looked at the two of them, "Dax? Pecker?"
"What you didn't think I was gunna leave ya?" Daxter asked cockily.
"There is a city to the north," Pecker said pointing his feathered arm behind them, "It is were everyone who has been thrown into the wastelands or who has been unlucky enough to find themselves there lives."
"Let's get going then." Jak said heading in that direction, he was seriously pissed off now.
2 hours later
"Man it is seriously hot out here!" Pecker said wiping sweat off of his forehead.
"At least... Now we know why they call it... The wastelands.... Because you'll most likely die.... Before you get any where..." Daxter said panting.
Jak wasn't looking to good either, the hot sun was barring down on his back and he had been walking north for 2 hours with out any water or shade. After taking a few more forced steps, Jak collapsed, Daxter and Pecker falling off of his shoulders into the hot sand.
Jak looked up into the sky and laid there he couldn't move any more, he was to tired and dehydrated, the same went for his friends. Jak tried to keep his eyes open for as long as he could, that way he knew he was still alive... But his eyes slowly closed as all control of his body slipped away from him.
Jak stormed through the streets of Haven City, what gave Klia the right to say that that person could be one of his best friends. There was no way.... No possible way.
The static crinkled on the radio as one of the Krimzon Guards depressed the talk button, "Target in sight."
Jak paid no attention to this; after the Baron was gone and Torn had taken over the guard he no longer had to worry about being hunter down by them or being shot at or shocked.
"Freeze!" One of them commanded getting right in front of the duo and pointing his shock gun at them.
Jak raised an eyebrow and finally took notice of his surroundings; him and Daxter were completely surrounded by the men in bulky red armor each of them simultaneously clicking their shock guns on.
"You don't want to mess with me today." Jak replied.
"We don't want to harm you." One of the guards said, "You are to come down to the palace by order of the Goveneress Ashelin and the Grand Council."
"Well you could have just said that in the first place instead of pointing all your fancy little guns at us like we're fugitives." Daxter said pointing at their guns emanating the blue shocks. "Let's go Jak."
Jak looked at the little orange ottsel sitting on his shoulder for a moment and then nodded, "We know where the palace is... We don't need your help to get there." He said roughly pushing through them.
The guards didn't even bother to follow him after that, they had heard the stories just like everyone else about him being a monster, so they radioed for a zoomer to follow him from a far distance to make sure he actually went to the palace.
"Why would Ashelin send the guard to find us?" Jak asked Daxter as they neared the palace, "And what's this about the 'Royal Council'?"
"Uhhhh.. Maybe it has somethin' to do with what Talon told ya." Daxter suggested.
When they reached the palace they walked down the long hallway towards the throne room when they pushed the doors open, they were meet by 2 Krimzon guards who pointed their guns straight at Jak's head and another who slapped a rectangular cuff around both of Jak's hands.
"Whoa!!" Daxter screamed and ran off, before the guards could do any thing to him.
"Get moving." One of the guards said jabbing Jak in the back with his gun. Jak stumbled forward and shot a glare back that the man.
After following the front guard they arrived at a large carrier bus and boarded, inside was Ashelin who didn't look to happy, and the balding mid-aged Grand councilman. The carrier took off and headed out of the city.
Jak looked back and forth between the two guards, then at the older man, and then his eyes finally landed on Ashelin. "What the heck is going on?"
Ashelin avoided his gaze and said nothing, finally the carrier landed on the ground and the back port opened creating a ramp to the ground that they had used to board earlier that morning.
The guards stood up pulling Jak up with them, followed by Ashelin and the man. The man open a large blue book and they began to walk out of the carrier, the guards not missing their chance to shove him along the way.
"By order of the Grand Council of Haven city," Be began, "For unspeakable acts and crimes against the people of you are here by banished to the wastelands. For life." He finished in his arrogant voice. Ashelin then undid the cuff and they boarded the carrier again. "May the Precursors have mercy on you." The man said as the door closed and the ship took off for the city again.
Jak watched after the carrier in disbelief.. He was all alone in the middle of a dessert that stretched on for miles, and Ashelin had just left him there and said nothing to him, she didn't even offer him any help.
"Hey Jak! How do you get yourself into these messes? Sheesh, I'd hate to be you." Daxter said scampering up his shoulder.
"Indeed you do have a knack for trouble." The parrot with a Spanish ascent said landing gracefully on his other shoulder.
Jak raised an eyebrow and looked at the two of them, "Dax? Pecker?"
"What you didn't think I was gunna leave ya?" Daxter asked cockily.
"There is a city to the north," Pecker said pointing his feathered arm behind them, "It is were everyone who has been thrown into the wastelands or who has been unlucky enough to find themselves there lives."
"Let's get going then." Jak said heading in that direction, he was seriously pissed off now.
2 hours later
"Man it is seriously hot out here!" Pecker said wiping sweat off of his forehead.
"At least... Now we know why they call it... The wastelands.... Because you'll most likely die.... Before you get any where..." Daxter said panting.
Jak wasn't looking to good either, the hot sun was barring down on his back and he had been walking north for 2 hours with out any water or shade. After taking a few more forced steps, Jak collapsed, Daxter and Pecker falling off of his shoulders into the hot sand.
Jak looked up into the sky and laid there he couldn't move any more, he was to tired and dehydrated, the same went for his friends. Jak tried to keep his eyes open for as long as he could, that way he knew he was still alive... But his eyes slowly closed as all control of his body slipped away from him.