Author Note: Just wanted to say that this one's really short.
Disclaimer: I own Faith. Nothing else (sobs)
Chapter 2
Jak's heavy paws thumped against the rough surface of Dead Town while little Faith's made a pit-pat sound. As the tiny lioness trailed behind her father, his large tail swished back and forth slowly, almost hypnotically.
It was so tempting...she had to...
"YEOW!" Jak yelled as Faith started batting against his tail with her sharp claws.
The older lion lifted his tail to eye level and saw his daughter now holding on by her tiny, but sharp, teeth. Jak smiled slyly.
"Faith...what are you doing?"
The lioness' tried to speak through the thick flesh/fur she now held in her mouth. "Mmmp mwa mm mmp!"
Jak pulled the kitten off of his tail and continued walking. Faith, being the hyperactive little cat she was, jumped up and down, trying desperately to get her father's attention. When Jak 'ignored' her, she began to walk off in the opposite direction. She didn't get far after she tripped over a large footprint in the ground.
"Oof!" She grunted.
Faith looked down the large, flame-shapped hole and gasped.
"Wow...big hole!" Her voice echoed. "Who made this?"
Jak heard this and made this way towards the large hole Faith now stood in. She looked up to her father and smiled. Jak, however, wasn't too pleased. His long ears drooped down, and his pupils shrank in fear. He drew short breaths and started to move back a bit.
"Oh no..." The lion shuddered. "Not now.."
Faith's smiling face turned to worry as she noticed her father's expression.
"Daddy..? Dad, what's wrong?"
Jak gripped the lioness by the scruff of her neck with his teeth and walked off rather quickly.
"What happened?" Faith asked.
Jak slowly shook his head, trying to forget what just happened. He knew what made that hole, and he knew he had to get out of there immediately before it found them.
"Daddy?" She tried again.
"W-we need to get outta here. It's not safe."
"Why?"
Jak set down the tiny cat and guarded her with his life. He frantically searched for whatever he was looking for, hoping it wouldn't get his daughter.
"Is someone following us?" Faith whispered.
Jak sighed. He really didn't want to scare her, but it was the only way to keep her quiet.
"Metal Heads." Jak sighed.
Faith's green eyes widened in petrified fear. She'd heard many nasty stories about Metal Heads. How they seeked out anyone foolish to leave the city unprepared. How they tore their flesh slowly and painfully off of their very bones, and left them for dead. She never liked Metal Heads. And neither did Jak.
A brick falling off of a old, decayed building caught the two cats' attention. Faith recoiled fearfully as Jak kept his position in front. A skull gem reflected off a broken mirror on the building and shone on the bigger cat's forehead.
"Stay. Completely. Still." Jak muttered through gritted teeth.
The young lioness held her breath, and backed away a little more. Little did she know, a small pebble placed by her back paw rolled on the ground and hit an even bigger rock, causing it to fall into the murky water with a loud SPLASH.
"Oops..." Faith wined.
This, unforunately, caught the lizard's attention. With a loud grunt, it hopped off the building and made its way towards the cats.
Saliva drooled off of its fanged mouth, and its tounge lashed wildly from side to side. Jak's fur stood on end as he grolwed lowly. He wasn't going down without a fight.
"Stand back, Faith." Jak whispered.
The lioness was too shocked to move, but nodded slowly. Jak made the first move by charging at the Metal Head with full force and piercing his claws into the thick, leathery skin. The M.H. pulled away, and struck the lion in the face. At that moment, both the lion and lizard charged at each other, but the lizard threw the big cat down.
Jak grunted as his back hit the cold concrete hard. He got up and continued to swipe at the Metal Head desperately. Each attempt failed.
The Metal Head lowered its metal plated head and crashed into the cat's spine with a loud crack. Jak tumbled, but landed on his feet gracefully.
"Man..." Jak gasped. "This guy's tough.."
The lion then sprinted behind the blue lizard, and pulled it into a headlock. He saw Faith backed up into the wall in shock, and gasped.
"Faith! Get out of here!" Jak yelled; Faith didn't respond. "GO!"
Faith then snapped back to reality and looked around frantically for something, anything, to help. She turned back to her father, and, at that moment, nearly screamed.
The Metal Head used it long claws to swipe the lion across the chest, and blood oozed out of the deep wound. Jak fell to the ground in pain, and it didn't look like he was moving.
The Metal Head raised its head triumpantly, roared, then took off, not noticing a much easier target two feet away. As the creature left, Faith rushed up to her father, panicstriken (if that's even a word, lol)
"DAD!" Faith screeched.
Little did she know, that screech caught the attention of a few more Metal Heads in the distance.
"Daddy! Daddy please, get up!"
Faith sobbed into her Father's green mane, he was breathing but other than his chest rising and shrinking he showed no signs of emotion or life, his scarf was ripped yet the book was still there!
"Daddy please! Stop playing dead and let's go home, Mom is gonna get worried if we don't hurry! C'mon!"
But Jak did not stir, Faith stacked up her options, if she left, Jak would be in serious danger, metal heads lurked behind every corner of Dead town, but if she stayed no one would know where they were, and if the metal heads did come, there was nothing she could really do. She looked around, she couldn't see any metal heads, a few lizard like animals crept along but the posed no threat to the young lioness. She looked at her Father, gave him a quick lick on the side of the face for good luck, and then bounded off back to Haven city.
The run back was dull and frightening, Faith often heard growls and footsteps but tried not to take any notice of them, dust usually fell on her head and she would sometimes fall into the poisonous water. She was scratched up pretty badly by the time she could see the gate, some from crawling in holes to avoid the attention of metal heads, others from lizards and Frish (AN: those little orange crosses between frogs and fish in the sewers and dead town).
Faith's little heart pounded and her lungs burnt as she carried on running, it wasn't much further, just a few more metres…
She fell onto the dirty floor, dust and mud covering her golden fur; she took long deep breaths and waited for the strength to start again, to come to her. But it never did, she lay there for what seemed an age, minutes seemed like hours, hours seemed like days and by the time dusk had come a year seemed to have passed.
Suddenly a figure jumped down in front of her.
"Daxter!" Keira growled at the little orange ottsel, Daxter cowered in front of the angry Lioness knowing that he was about to get attacked by a fully grown female lion in a mood!
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