A/N: Here it is! Chapter four. A lot of the scenes are from the game, some modified a bit to fit my story. I hope you guys like it. The song 'Figured You Out' doesn't belong to me, it belongs to Nickleback, so don't sue me! (Sid the Sloth: Don't SPEAR me!!)
Summary: The first race, a night at the Hip Hog, and the finding of the Old Samos!
Pairings: JakxKeira, TornxAshelin, DaxterxTess
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- - - - - - Previously on Darker Still - - - - - -
"Right," Krew tightened his grubby fingers around the ruby, a malicious smirk spreading across his ugly mug, "and Keira, my pet...tommorow's Saturday, Tess is going to need help running the bar." The blob left the garage and Keira turned to the dark and handsome hero next to her.
"I've seen that look on that fat fuck's face," she growled, surprising the two boys next to her with her less-than-appropriate language and hatred dircected towards the fat elf, "Krew's up to something, something big..." Jak nodded in agreement but then shook his head and shot Keira a curious glare.
"What did he mean 'Tess is going to need help running the bar'?" He shot her a look that clearly said 'You-better-tell-me-cuz'-I'm-not-let-up-until-you-give-me-an-answer'. The she-elf stared at him like a deer in the headlights.
"Uhh....I-uh...that's-erm..." Keira shifted nervously under Jak's intense glare, "...er-it's not important, right now, you have to get to the Stadium to enter that race." She quickly ushered him out of the garage.
"Keira..." Jak growled.
"Not right now," Keira pleaded, depression beginning to settle in her green eyes as the man stared into them, "Jak, please...." His eyes softened and he turned to exit the garage.
"After the race then," he said, a tone of finality in his velvety voice, and headed off to the Stadium.
- - - - - - And the Story Continues.... - - - - - -
Darker Still
by Ashelin Rayne
Chapter Four
I Have Two Daddies!
"Fuck!" Jak cursed, glaring at the racer to his left who was smirking evilly as he pushed him into the wall. He finally managed to escape from getting pinned in between the wall and the idiotic driver and pushed on the throttle, speeding up and putting some distance between him and the other racers. He zoomed past the finish line and Daxter look behind him.
"One more lap to go, Jak!" The Ottsel on his shoulder yelled over the roar of the engine, "Speed it up, buddy! They're catching up!" The blonde-and-green haired driver growled when he heard him. They lurched forward suddenly when something rammed into them from behind, Jak spared a quick glance behind him and let out an even louder growl, it was the man who was pushing him into the wall.
"Uhhh....Jak," Daxter tugged at the red cloth that was now over his nose and mouth.
"I see it Dax," Jak looked ahead to the long turn around a large pit and the racer behind him was going to push him in, with now worried blue eyes, he spotted the race track on the other side of the pit. He began to speed up.
"Jak!? What are you doing!?!" The rodent watched wide eyed as they were speeding headlong into the bottomless pit, "JAK!?!?"
"Hang on, Dax!" Jak felt the fur ball clutch tightly to his arm and shoulder as he jumped, the elf hit the boost at the right moment and they soared over the pit and onto the race track, gaining the lead once again. He grinned when he didn't hear the other racers' engines, meaning that they were far ahead of them. Jak easily made it across the finish line, earning the gold cup. Daxter did a little victory dance in front of the other racers who just scowled at the orange Ottsel. The green-and-blonde haired elf remembered the comment Krew made to Keira, remembered the look of sorrow in her beautiful, emerald eyes and immediately headed off to the garage.
"Jak?" Daxter called after his best friend, "Wait up!"
'Why the hell did she look so sad!?' Jak thought to himself, 'What the hell happened to her during the last two years!? If something happened to her....' He stopped walking when he noticed he was already at the garage, he found Keira sitting on one of the metal work tables....with her skirt riding....dangerously high, he felt Dark Jak stir. 'Not now!' Jak barked to his dark counterpart, 'Something happened to Keira and I need to find out what!' He tried to reason with the demon, but it only focused on the she-elf, looking so delicious as she sat on the table. Jak snapped. 'She might've been hurt The demon immediately stopped fighting and for the first tiime in the Eco channeler's life, he felt fear leaking from Dark Jak.
"When is this city gonna provide some challenge, huh?" Daxter said cockily, but Jak ignored him and turned to Keira.
"Keira..."
"Hey," a female voice from behind interrupted him, they all turned to see the familiar red head, Ashelin, "I watched you race today, you were amazing." The Baron's daughter complimented while placing a hand on his arm. Keira fumed to herself inside, her jealousy making her forget that the older she-elf was her friend.
"Oh, thanks..." Jak slowly took his arm away from her hand. He felt Dark Jak suddenly lash out at him in anger, 'What the hell did I do?' The elf snapped his head in the direction of the younger she-elf, seeing murderous sparks emmiting from her eyes which made Dark Jak growl in arousal and pride, "ah...Keira, ah...this is Ashelin. She's just..."
"I know who she is," Keira said coldly.
"And Keira's a..."
"A friend. A very good friend...." the blue-and-green haired girl cut him off. Ashelin recognized the look Keira was giving her, it was the same look she gave to any woman who began to get a little too close for comfort with Torn. It was also the same look she saw Keira give to the Metal Heads just before she shot them to death. The red head inwardly gulped and tried to make a hasty retreat just as a few Krimzon Guards ran past the garage.
"By the way, they're hunting for you," Ashelin quickly put up the 'Baron's Daughter' act and turned to leave, "I'd watch out for Erol, I can't protect you from him." At the mention of Erol, she saw her friend visibly stiffen in fear, knowing Keira like she did, she knew she was never afraid of that pompus idiot and made a note to herself to ask the girl later. Ashelin wasn't the only one to notice the involuntary stiffen of fear, Dark Jak growled when he sensed and smelled fear rolling off of the girl in gigantic waves.
"Keira..."
"Whew, she's a betty!" This time it was Daxter that interrupted, "And she likes you Jak, not that I can account for her tastes. I bet you'd love to pin some medals on her chest, huh?" Jak and Dark Jak watched as Keira was shaken out of her frozen state by the Ottsel's words, the fear being replaced by unmistakable rage, they both growled dangerously at the fuzzy rodent when the girl got up and walked away.
"What? What'd I say?" Daxter then turned to the elf accusingly, "What did you say, Jak?" Jak restrained himself and Dark Jak from smaking the Ottsel upside the head and was about to go after Keira when the communicator flew out of his bag.
"Jak, get to Onin's tent!" It was the Samos that suffered from amnesia calling him, he sighed and cursed whoever was up there that kept getting people to interrupt him before he could talk to Keira.
"Fine," he growled and grabbed the rodent by the scruff of his neck, placing Daxter on his shoulder, he set off towards the old soothsayer's hut.
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Keira sighed, it was a Saturday night and she was sitting behind the bar with Tess, waiting for the sleezy customers to start coming in. When the door slid open they, however, did not expect a female to walk in, Tess and Keira smiled when they saw Ashelin entered. The red head looked around the place, as if looking for something.
"Krew's not here tonight, Ash," Keira said, "he left me in charge." The Baron's daughter immediately relaxed and headed over to the other two females, as soon as she sat down, the blue-and-green haired bartender spoke." Listen, about yesterday..."
"Don't worry about it, I completely understand," Ashelin smiled, "I would've reacted in the same way if it were...ahhh, I mean if I were in your place." The KG woman looked around nervously. Tess grinned at her mischieviously.
"You mean if it were Torn," the blonde laughed when the red head's face flushed. Keira continued their childish teasing.
"Oh, Torn! Oh I love you, Torn!" Tess was laughing hysterically by now and Ashelin's face was the color of the Krimzon Guards' armor. "Torn! Oh Torny, baby! I want to marry you and have all your children!! Oh Torn, I love-"
"What the hell?!?" Torn exclaimed as he and an extremely pissed looking Jak walked through the door. Keira sceamed in surprise and fell over, making Tess and Ashelin double over in laughter. Blue and green hair, followed by long pointy ears and sparkling emerald-green eyes peered over the bar.
"Uhh...hi Torn," Keira chuckled nervously. The blonde and red headed she-elves paused their laughing and looked at eachother for a moment, then promptly busted up laughing again.
"Keira...." Torn growled at the girl behind the bar.
"Me n' the girls were just...umm....having fun and..erm...joking around," she felt her face heat up in embarassment. Keira watched as Jak silently fumed behind the auburn-haired elf. 'He couldn't possibly be jealous, could he?' She watched as Jak's lip curled up, revealing a glistening fang, 'He doesn't think that I love Torn, well I do love Torn but only as a brother, any other way would just be disturbing...'
"Relax, Torn," Ashelin spoke up as she was wiping the tears from her eyes, "we were just joking around." The red head decided to come to her friend's rescue when she saw how mad Jak was getting, and she knew it wouldn't be good if they had an angry Jak running around, transforming into a monster and going on a killing spree. Besides, he was looking at Torn as if he were going to shoot him with his morph gun, and the red head couldn't have that happening. She sighed in relief when Jak stopped growling and settled on wearing a scowl.
"What the hell were you three joking about?" Torn asked, curious as to why Keira was mock-proclaiming her love for him. At his question, Ashelin turned bright red again. Keira thought up an excuse.
"Ahh...odd couples, we were talking about odd-but-perfect couples," she blurted out, then grinned evilly, "eh heh heh, that was my rendition of Krew proclaiming his love for you." The three she-elves busted up laughing at Torn's expression on his pale face.
"AGH!! That's DISGUSTING!!!!" He screamed, "Why the HELL did you tell me that!?!"
"You asked," Tess giggled. Their laughing was cut off when Keira spoke up.
"Tess, game faces on," she motioned towards the men that had begun entering the entrance of the bar. "Ash, you might want head out now before anymore of em' start coming in."
"As much as I would love to leave this stinkin' rat hole, I don't wanna leave you two with all this filth," Ashelin frowned but got up, "but I think you'll lose some customers if they see the daughter of Baron Praxis here. Oh, and Keira, I need to ask you something about Erol later." She saw the girl visibly stiffen again.
"Okay."
"We'll see you later, babe," Tess smirked at the KG woman. Ashelin just laughed and waved at them before she exited, followed closely by Torn.
"Why did Ashelin have to leave?" Jak asked as he watched them converse in confusion.
"Well, we wouldn't want her here when we're working, I don't think she'd be comfortable," the blonde she-elf answered, "besides, she'd probably kill a few people by the end of the night."
"What the hell does that mean?" He raised a green eyebrow.
"That and it's bad for business," Keira continued, completely ignoring the man's question, "you know how it is, sleezy bars and Krimzon Guards just don't mix."
"And why the hell are you working here, Keira?" Jak growled as he watched some of the men look towards hers with perverted glints in their eyes.
"Sorry, can't talk at the moment," she avoided his gaze as she walked towards a person sitting down on a stool, "I gotta take this guy's orders." She moved over to a brown haired elf at the other end of the bar. He watched as she asked him what he wanted and after a brief moment, began taking out bottles and expertly mixing them into a tall cup. Jak sighed and slid into a booth in a dark corner, watching the she-elf work from a distance. He could feel Dark Jak trying claw his way out everytime a man began to flirt with Keira, sometimes Jak really, really, wanted to just give in to the demon but he knew he couldn't.
"Hey, Chilli Pepper," Sig appeared out of nowhere and slid into the seat across from the younger elf.
"Hey, Sig," Jak grinned slightly, "what brings you here to this fine nightclub."
"My friend wanted me to be here," he chuckled at his friend's sarcasm, "as a sort of 'bodyguard' if things get out of control."
"What do you mean by tha-"
"Hey, Sig," Jak was cut off by Keira who had came over to their booth, "what can I get for you tonight? Or do you want your usual? How about the lovely head of the Metal Head leader served on a nice little platter? Don't choose the latter because it's not avaliable at the moment." The dark skinned elf let out a laugh.
"I'll have the usual," he grinned.
"What about you, Jak?" She turned to the green-and-blonde haired elf.
"You two Cherries know each other?" Sig raised an eyebrow and Keira rolled her eyes.
"Sig, Sig, little Delivery Boy Sig...I'll never understand you and your obession with food," she grinned teasingly, "Cherries, Chilli Peppers, what's next? Brussels sprouts?"
"Shut up and get me my damn drink, Kid," the Wastelander growled, Keira smirked and ignored him as she turned back to Jak.
"How do you two know each other?" The handsome elf asked.
"It's a long story," she saw that he was about to ask another question but she cut him off before he spoke, "I'll tell you after the Baron's ass is six feet under, right now, I need your order." Jak frowned.
"I'll have whatever's good," he sighed.
"Okay, I'll make you my special, be back in a flash," Keira smiled and went back to the bar to fix their drinks.
"Hhmph," Sig snorted with a grin, "I shouldn't be surprised that you two know eachother, you two act a lot alike. You both 're cocky, you both want to slice the Baron up into a million little pieces, but then again who doesn't.....you both have anger issues, you both 're trigger happy...."
"Whoa, whoa, wait a minute...Trigger happy? Keira?" Jak looked towards the girl at the bar.
"Put a gun in that girl's hands and presto, you've got yourself a deadly weapon," he chuckled, " 'specially when she's pissed. Hell, I remember the last time some guy pissed her off, it was last year, and I took her out to a small Metal Head nest in my Gilla Stomper with her at the gun turret. Whoo boy, let me tell ya', when we left that nest, I swore I saw the surviving Metal Heads, big ones too, running for the hills and you and I both know Metal Heads never run away."
"I can't picture Keira with a gun," Jak said thoughtfully as he watched the said she-elf began to walk towards them but raised an eyebrow when she stopped suddenly. He watched her turn to look at a man that sat in a chair to her left and Jak nearly lost it when he saw the man groping her backside. He was ready to leap out of his seat to attack the man but Sig stopped him, Jak glared at the armo-clad elf.
"I know, I don't like it either," he said sternly, "but this is part of Keira's job and as much as I hate having to just sit here and watch it, that's what we have to do. But that's why she asked me to come tonight, I'm here to help her and Tess out if things get too rough."
"Why the fuck is she even working at a place like this!?" Jak snapped as he sat back down, using most of his will to keep himself from letting Dark Jak out and ripping the man to shreds.
"I don't know," Sig sighed heavily, "all I know is that Krew helped her out when something bad happened to her and she owes him." The green-and-blonde haired elf just glared at the man who had groped Keira as she approached their booth.
"Hey guys," she smiled but Jak could see anger and hatred burning in her eyes, most likely directed towards the man she encountered, "here are you drinks." She handed a large mug of frothy, amber liquid to Sig and a tall glass filled with a turquois liquid to Jak.
"I probably shouldn't be giving you this, Jak," Keira chuckled, "you're not twenty-one yet." Jak took a gulp of the drink, as soon as the liquid poured down his throat he began to cough, not expecting the substance to burn. Sig laughed as he patted the elf's back from across the table.
"What is that?" He wheezed and noticed the after taste in his mouth was pleasant, it was bubbly and a little fruity.
"Something I threw together," Keira smiled, "it's like whiskey, except it tastes better."
"Hey, Chilli Pepper," Sig turned to Jak who was still coughing a bit, "I don't see your furry friend anywhere, where is he?"
"Daxter?" The man smirked, "Oh, him and Pecker got into another fight and they knocked each other out, they won't be up for a while."
"Trust Daxter to do something like that," Keira rolled her eyes as she thought about the orange Ottsel.
"Keira!" Tess called out to her from the bar, "The guys want you to dance now!"
"Dance?" Jak looked up at the she-elf questioningly.
"Yeah..." Keira backed away slowly, "the customers always request a dance whenever I come back to work here...so I-uh...gotta go dance..." She quickly turned and headed towards the bar before the elf could say anything else.
"Whatever you do, Kid," Sig warned Jak as the bar went quiet to watch the blue-and-green haired she-elf perform, "don't get angry and start a scene." Before Jak could say anything, Keira had jumped onto the bar as the music began.
I like your pants around your feet
And I like the dirt that's on your knees
And I like the way you still say please
While you're looking up at me
You're like my favourite damn disease
Keira could feel ginormous Metal Head butterflies swarming her stomach, threatening to eat her alive. She hadn't felt this way while she was dancing since the first few times she had done it, 'So why am I feeling like this?' But the she-elf knew the answer to that question. 'Because Jak is here.' She nervously glanced over to the corner where the said elf was sitting and found his heated gaze on her, or more specifically on her swaying hips. The freakishly gigantic butterflies seemed to disperse and was quickly replaced by a bubble of heat. 'Ah damn,' she moaned, getting aroused by the heated look Jak was giving her, 'okay, just breath, dance and breath...'
And I love the places that we go
And I love the people that you know
And I love the way you can't say no
Too many long lines in a row
I love the powder on your nose
Jak couldn't tear his eyes away from her luscious body and he was glad Sig had left just as Keira started dancing to sit at the other corner booth to his left to keep an eye on a group of young and rowdy men or he probably would've laughed at his reaction to the girl. He watched as one of his dark counterpart's fantasies were being played in real life right in front of his eyes and no matter how hard he protested, he felt himself harden as he was hypnotized by her swaying hips. He saw her look nervously over at him and Dark Jak, with his heightened senses, could smell her spicy arousal which only made him moan in frustration. Jak restrained himself from jumping over to her and taking her right there on the bar.
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out
(Now I did, you wonder why)
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out
(Now I did, you wonder why)
'Oh Mar, can't he just stop looking at me for a second!' Keira moaned as she danced her way over to a pole Krew had installed a short while ago on the bar, 'I think I'm going to melt!' She hooked a leg around the pole and swung around on it, moaning in frustration when she felt the cool metal rub against her core. Keira continued to dance around the pole as she once again looked over to the corner booth that Jak sat at. Keira saw his blue eyes darken to an almost black shade while dark eco, once again sparked in them. She felt some dark force calling to her once again.
I like the freckles on your chest
And I like the way you like me best
And I like the way you're not impressed
While you put me to the test
I like the white stains on your dress
'Let me take her...' Dark Jak growled but Jak refused him. 'Oh my God...' they both moaned when Keira began to dance on the pole, he shifted to fix his painfully hardened member. He couldn't take it when he smelled her arousal spike sinfully as she grinded on the pole that he was currently envious of. Jak felt himself transform but stopped halfway, 'That's as far as you're going to get.' He groaned. 'Fine,' Dark Jak growled, content with their compromise. Jak felt elongated fangs in his mouth, sharp claws on his hands, and small horns, barely noticable on his head. His skin was a paler tan and his hair was a shade lighter.
And I love the way you pass the check
And I love the good times that you wreck
And I love your lack of self-respect
While you passed out on the deck
I love my hands around your neck
'What the hell?' Keira watched as Jak's skin began to pale, his hair was lightened, and she swore she could see horns on his head. She saw fangs hanging over his lip and she couldn't, for the life of her, help being aroused even more. Keira watched him shift uncomfortably, she raised an eyebrow as he tried to, inconspicuously, adjust something near his crotch. Suddenly, it hit her. How could she be so naive? He was aroused, extremely so it seemed, and she had caused it. A mishchievous plan began to form in her hormone driven mind and a devillish smirk made its way across her pink lips.
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out
(Now I did, you wonder why)
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out
(Now I did, you wonder why)
(Why not before, you never tried)
(Gone for good, and this is it)
Jak/Dark Jak gripped the table hard when they saw her smirk, both agreed when they thought that must've been the sexiest smirk they had ever seen in their entire life. Jak's eyes widened when Keira began to grind sensually the pole as she kept her emerald green eyes locked with his blue-turned-black eyes and he felt part of the table that was gripped in his hand snap off, collapsing under his death grip. Keira bit her finger innocently as she spun around the pole, then winked in his direction. 'She's messing with me!' Jak realized. 'That has got to be one of the most arousing things I've ever seen,' Dark Jak moaned. Then Tess joined Keira on the bar and they began to dance together. 'I spoke too soon.'
I like your pants around your feet
And I like the dirt that's on your knees
And I like the way you still say please
While you're looking up at me
You're like my favourite damn disease
Keira and Tess jumped off the bar and went to find a man to lap dance on, something Krew suggested to keep customers coming. She watched as the blonde she-elf found a good-looking, red haired elf while she made her way over to Jak, hips swaying to the music. She stalked towards him like a predator would stalk its prey and when she reached him she took his hand and pulled him out of the booth, 'It would be hard to give him a lap dance if he was sitting in a booth,' Keira grinned deviously. Placing a small hand on his broad chest, she slowly pushed him down on to a nearby chair and danced playfully around him, keeping her hands on his body at all times.
And I hate the places that we go
And I hate the people that you know
And I hate the way you can't say no
Too many long lines in a row
I hate the powder on your nose
Jak's arousal strained painfully in the confines of his pants, everyone could see it if they chose to look but at the moment, he really didn't give a damn. Keira's hands glided all over his upper body, they grazed across his rock hard chest and bulging biceps as she circled him like a hawk. He gasped when she licked the rim of his left ear playfully and he shuddered in pleasure. Keira stood in front of him and bent over so she was eye level with him, her hands resting on his knees. Jak began to pant when her small hands began to slide up towards his hardened member as she leaned forward to nip at his neck. He groaned when she pulled away but stopped when she sat face foward on his lap, grinding his erection agonizingly slow.
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out
(Now I did, you wonder why)
'Great Googily Moogily!' Keira gasped as she grinded into him, 'Oh Mar, he's fuckin' huge She cried out in pleasure when Jak bucked his hips further into hers, wanting...needing more contact. She panted as she slipped an arm around his back and the other around his shoulder while her hand held onto the back of his head. Keira felt his lips find her neck and he began to nip and suck at it, she knew he'd leave a mark but didn't care. She cried out again as he pulled her on his arousal, she felt a part of his tip enter her core, even with their clothes on. Keira knew the song was ending soon and she had to stop so she started to pull away but found that she couldn't when Jak's arms snaked around her waist, pulling her closer to him. Suddenly and very unexpectedly, an orgasam swept through her body when she felt fangs piercing her neck. She cried out and fell forward, draping her upper body onto his. Jak had stopped grinding himself into her and concentrated on caressing the area around his fangs, which were still in her neck, with his hot, velvety tongue.
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out
(Now I did, you wonder why)
(Why not before, you never tried)
(Gone for good, and this is it)
'What the fuck did we just do!?' Jak screamed at his dark counterpart. 'Oh nothing bad really,' Dark Jak smirked, 'made her have an orgasm, marked her as our mate, nothing big...' Jak was speechless, he honestly had nothing he could think of saying about that. When the song ended he slowly withdrew his fangs and licked the blood from the wound. Keira shifted in his arms and she pushed herself from his neck to look at him in the eye. The two finally noticed the roaring cheers and cat-calls of the customers around the bar and looked around to find everyone watching the two female bartenders dance upon the lucky elves. Keira caught Tess's eye and they both stood up and headed back to the bar. Jak followed and sat at a stool near the blue-and-green haired girl.
"What just happened?" Keira looked to the drop-dead sexy elf sitting in front of her.
"Uhh...." was the intelligent answer from Jak.
"Yeah, that explains a lot," she giggled.
-
"Torn!!" Keira glared at the auburn haired elf, "What the fuck were you thinking!? You just told that bastard of a Baron where Mar's tomb was!!" Torn had just told her that he revealed to Baron Praxis the location of the ancient tomb of the great Mar.
"Of all the idiotic things you could've done-" Keira was cut off when the elf muttered something, "What was that?"
"I said Praxis was threatening to kill Ashelin," he grumbled miserably. Her emerald green eyes widened and she hugged the older elf in comfort.
"I'm sorry, Torn," she whispered, "I know she'll be fine, we'll get Jak and then we'll go save her."
"What if the Baron caught Jak by surprise...what if he-"
"Shut up, Torn," Keira said softly, "I know Jak, he's fine too, so stop feeling so down. You did what you had to do to save Ashelin, I'm sure when we go save her, she'll be very, very grateful. And I'm sure she'd be willing to give you a little something for saving her life, if ya' know what I mean." She smirked at Torn who was sitting, guilty and miserable, on a large table, trying to lighten the mood in the Underground HQ.
"How did the Baron know we were making a close move to the Stone?" Jak asked as he entered the doors and walked down the steps towards the two embracing elves who quickly leapt apart. The green-and-blonde haired elf looked at them suspiciously.
"It's my fault," Torn sighed, "the Baron threatened to kill Ashelin for spying, his own daughter! I couldn't risk that...even for the Underground."
"Right! Very good thinking..." Daxter drawled on sarcastically, "except Praxis has the Precursor Stone now, so he can do whatever he wants!"
"Come on guys," Keira pleaded, "Torn had a good reason!"
"There is still a way to get our friends back and maybe the Precursor Stone as well," Torn mused, "I'll find Vin. Go to the fortress, and we'll call you."
"And why should we trust you?!" Jak growled.
"Jak!" Keira gasped but Torn spoke, ignoring her scolding.
"Because you and I both know the Baron would have killed Ashelin!" He growled back.
"But we all know Ashelin is fine so let's go rescue everyone else already!" Keira grinned, "Come on, we don't have all day!"
"What do you mean 'we'?" Jak raised an eyebrow at her.
"Oh, don't give me that look Jak," she frowned, "I'm coming with you guys whether you like it or not, and there's absolutely nothing you can do to stop me."
"Keira...." Jak frowned.
"You see this," Keira pointed to her determined face, "this is my 'Resolve Face', it means we are done discussing this." The elf sighed, even Dark Jak knew they had lost the fight."
"Fine."
-
"Damn fuckin evil bastards!!" Keira yelled with an evil smirk on her face as she shot, with deadly accuracy, at the Krimzon Guards' that seemed to stream in from the door at the other end of the room. She stomped a foot down onto the large, red buttons on the ground, hearing a click, she jumped off of the platform and onto the bridge, landing next to Jak and Daxter and barely dodging the enemy's fire. The duo, or rather Jak, was holding off the endless stream of armor-clad elves while Keira took care of pressing the four, large buttons all around the room.
"There's one more here, Keira!" Jak pointed to the button on the platform nearest to the door.
"Ah, the joys of button pushing," she muttered as she leapt onto the platform and knocked the Guard standing there over the side. Just as she stopped on the last button in the room, a bullet shot through her arm, making Keira yelp in pain. The furry, orange rodent looked worridly over to the she-elf.
"Is Keira okay, Dax?" Jak asked as he took down four more KG's.
"Argh! You fuck-bags!!" The trigger-happy she-elf cried out as she switched her Morph Gun to Vulcan Mode and squeezed the trigger.
"Uh..." Daxter watched wide-eyed as the young woman took down Guard after Guard, not letting her finger off the trigger until the Vulcan gun ran out of ammo, "I'd say she's just peachy." Keira switched back to Blaster mode and jumped next to Jak and the three made their way into the other room, sighing in relief when the KG finally dispersed. There was a final button and Jak stomped on it.
"Aw man," Keira groaned, "I was supposed to do that, you stole my button, Jak."
"I didn't see your name on it," he grinned but frowned when he saw blood covering her arm and the bullet wound it was gushing out from. He immediately stepped closer to check it and gasped when he discovered the bullet had shot straight through the outer side of her arm. Jak ripped a piece of cloth from the red cape-thing around his neck and tied it around her arm. "You gonna be okay?"
"It's only a flesh wound," she smiled, "I think it's safe to say I'll live." The two elves and Ottsel made their way through the fortress, slipping past a few more KG's and laser automated Gun Turrets, and entered a large room with cells that lined the walls. Jak recognized it as his place of residence for the past two years, he shudder at some of the violent memories. They approached the cells and two of the doors opened, Daxter ran towards the cell that held the familiar blonde she-elf, Tess.
"Hey there sweetheart!" He purred before spewing the normal bullshit from his mouth, "The Metal Head masher has saved the day! Oh, and I let Jak and Keira tag along too." The two said elves just rolled their eyes and ignored the Ottsel, Tess, however, walks out and embraces the tiny animal.
"Oh, my little hero!" She hugged him tightly to her chest. Jak and Keira approached the second door where they saw the Samos with amnesia.
"Daddy?"
"Samos? Are you alright?" Both elves jumped when another, older and annoyed, Samos sprang into view.
"What took you so long? I added six rings to my trunk waiting for you two to get me outta here!" The old Samos floated out of the cell and, after a moment, turned to look at the two in shock, "Great Yakkow horns! What happened to you Jak? And Keira!? What are you wearing!?"
"Wait a minute! You're you! I mean the other you! I mean... you know what I mean," Daxter looked up at Old Samos in confusion.
"Yes, it appears I have an older time twin," Young Samos followed his future self out, then turned to look at him in shock, "great grass grubs. I can't believe what a cranky old log I've become!"
"Two Samos the Sages?!" The Ottsel yelped and hid behind Jak's legs, "Aaack, Jak, they're multiplying!"
"We need to find the kid, pronto!" Old Samos exclaimed.
"What are you talking about, old growth? The kid already opened the tomb," Young Samos scoffed, "our top priority should be to disrupt the Baron's forces! Oh, look who thinks they sprouted."
"If you were half as wise as I am, you'd know that the proper cause of action is to find the kid!" Old Samos growled.
"Listen, you old dried up leaf," Young Samos glared at his older counterpart, "I run this outfit, and I say we go after the Baron's forces."
"Do we have to separate you two?" Daxter sighed as he stepped in between the warring sages.
"Vin's activating the Warp Gate," Jak interrupted, "we need to get out of here now!" Everyone nodded and headed towards the Warp Gate and, one by one, jumped through. When they fell through to the other side, the group seperated and went their own ways. Tess left to got to Underground HQ, the two sages headed to Onin's tent, and Jak, Daxter, and Keira made their way to the Hip Hog.
"Two fathers," Keira breathed, "jeez, I don't think I can take anymore surprises."
"I don't think I can take anymore Samos's" Daxter grumbled. Jak found an abandoned zoomer and hotwired it, he hopped onto the single seat and slid forward to make room for the she-elf. Keira swung her leg over the zoomer and made herself comfortable behind the elf, not even thinking twice about how high her skirt would ride up as she hugged her body closer to his. Jak, however, did notice, he also noticed the curves of her body as she pressed herself onto his back and he had to stifle a moan.
'Oh boy, this is going to be a long ride.'
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A/N: Okay, got that done. Next chapter, the second and (unofficial) third races comin' up, major drama with Erol too. Ah, joys, the joys. Oh crap, I gotta go back to school in two days.....sooo looking forward to that.....well, hope you liked this chapter and I hope you'll review. Till next time!
-Ash