"I wonder if they'll ever find us. We are in the clouds" Samos said, in deep thought.
"Don't worry, Daddy. I have good feeling we'll see them soon" Keira said with a smile on her face. "Hey, look on the bright side. At least we can talk to each other. I know it may not seem like a long time I've been in here, but without someone to communicate with, it feels like an eternity."
"At least you've got a window" Samos joked.
The two of them laughed.
There was another loud "bang" coming from the other end of the corridor.
"There it is again!" Samos shouted.
A: N Gomenasai!!!! I am so sorry! I haven't written in sooo long. It's all because of my internet! I haven't internet access for ages. But now I've got a new account…
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Sorry for the long wait. Read on!
Chapter 13: Reunion (Part two)
The loud banging noises continued. Samos and Keira had grown used to their sudden crash and the loud ringing that followed, so they had started to ignore them.
Little did they know that the banging was not the Lurker, walking into the bars (stupid as they are), but was in fact a well known little ottsel, hitting the bars furiously in an attempt to frighten away the lurker. Daxter was small enough to fit through the bars but the lurker would most certainly gobble him up or chop him into tiny segments. Even if Daxter were able to escape, the chain tied to his leg would stop him from getting very far. It was hopeless. All Daxter's banging was doing was agitating the large, hairy beast itself.
Jak was, however, was still unconscious after being strangled by a guard and passing out from lack of oxygen. He was lying under the bench at the far side of the cell.
Jak and Daxter made a great team. With his strength and the ottsel's quick movements, the two of them could get out of almost anything. Daxter was confident that Jak would wake up soon and both of them could search for Keira and Samos.
Sure enough, Jak stirred slightly and opened his eyes. He climbed out from underneath the bench and crawled over to Daxter who had tired himself out in the process of annoying a certain lurker and had fallen asleep. Jak leant over, worrying that something had happened to his ottsel pal, and put his ear next to Daxter's chest. The ottsel mumbled something along the lines of:
"getting a nice warm glass of yakow milk", before starting to snore. It made Jak jump but he was relieved to see that his best friend was fine but a little hungry. Jak stood up and stretched. He rubbed his head, still dizzy from being knocked out. He had decided to let Daxter sleep as he needed it and the pair of them hadn't slept properly for a while.
Jak himself had perched himself comfortably on the bench and had drifted off.
Jak awoke about half an hour later and sat up. He had got cold from the howling breeze coming down the corridor. For a minute he thought he could hear faint voices.
"It's getting kinda cold isn't it, Daddy?"
"Yes. Too bad we can't close the window."
Jak recognised the two voices and ran to the cell bars, almost stepping on the sleeping Daxter in the process. Jak shook the bars violently in order to make some noise so that the beings along the corridor could hear him. Unfortunately, all he did was disturb the lurker and draw it's attention to himself. The lurker walked to Jak's cell and sat in front of the bars watching his every move. It licked its lips and growled deeply. Jak shuffled back to the bench and dumped himself on top of it heavily. He sighed and planned what he would when he escaped. He would encounter Gol and Maia again for certain but wouldn't be able to beat them on his own. He would need something stronger to aid him against them.
Jak's trail of thought was cut of as the lurker arose and walked off again, obviously bored with Jak's lack of activity.
Jak too stood up and wandered over to Daxter. He prodded him lightly on the shoulder. The ottsel groaned and blinked up at his taller companion.
"Ahh, great! I was having the most wonderful drea-"
Daxter ceased when Jak put a finger against his lips. The elf pointed to the door and shushed Daxter. Daxter listened intensively and could make out a quiet conversation between an old man and a young girl. He smiled and said, cheekily,
"Let me guess; one of them is green!"
Jak sighed, tired of Daxter's constant jokes and nodded.
The young elf had to somehow attract the lurker's attention. He finally thought up a plan. He picked up a stone and waited until the lurker was in sight. He then threw the stone at the lurker's back. The lurker gave a loud growl and started thumping its chest. Jak turned to Daxter, with an expectant look on his face.
"Way ahead of you buddy!" the ottsel said before taking in a deep breath.
"Hey, fleabag!" Daxter screamed. The lurker turned around and headed for Jak and Daxter's cell, it's eyes narrowed with fury. " That's right! I'm talking to you, genius. Why, can you see anyone else around?"
Jak frowned.
"Sorry buddy, I didn't mean you" Daxter said apologetically. "Why don't you come and sharpen those claws on old Daxxie! C'mon, da ottsel is waiting!" Daxter grinned obviously enjoying himself.
"I'll bet I'd make a great scratchi-"
Jak put his hand over Daxter's mouth. The young elf walked in the direction of the gate and lightly pressed himself against the wall. Jak shushed Daxter and winked. Daxter rubbed his hands together, menacingly.
As the lurker arrived just outside the gate, it couldn't see Jak at first glance. It cocked its head to one side and made a confused-sounding whine. Jak immediately stuck his fist out and clobbered the beast over the head. With a loud grunt, it collapsed to the ground.
"Nice one, pal" Daxter remarked.
Jak gave a proud nod and then reached outside the barred gate. He spotted the cell's keys around the lurker's neck. He carefully untied the knot that was securing the piece of rope. Jak grinned, victoriously and crouched beside Daxter. He tried each of the keys until he found the one to open the lock on Daxter's chain. Daxter ran straight out of the cell and towards the familiar voices. On The way, he saluted the lurker and snickered before he continued running.
Jak stuck the correct key in the brass lock and opened the rusty gate. It gave a loud creak as it opened. Jak walked along the corridor to join his best friend, smirking at the lurker as he passed it.
As Jak approached Keira and Samos' cells, he stopped to observe his surroundings. The wind seemed to howl as it ripped through the barred windows and along the narrow corridors. The stone walls looked as though they would collapse at any moment. Jak moved his head towards the wall so that he could take a closer look. They appeared to have been constructed quite along time ago. Just how long had Gol and Maia been up here?
Jak walked up to where Daxter was standing outside the cell. Jak shoved another key in the lock and heaved the door open. It too groaned with age. He did the same to Samos' cell as well. All of them sat in Samos' cell, as it was slightly bigger than Keira's.
"Jak!" Keira shouted and hugged him, nearly knocking him over.
"Hey!" Daxter cried in envy. "Jak wouldn't have made it this far without me!"
Keira rolled her eyes and Jak smiled.
Keira crouched beside Daxter and hugged him, hesitantly. She was obviously worried that Daxter had fleas.
"Thanks, sugar!" Daxter said, satisfied.
"How long have you two been in here?" Samos asked.
"Oh, only about a day. But we have spent ages beforehand looking for you guys. Isn't that right, Jak?"
Jak was obviously not paying any attention whatsoever; he was sitting on the bench next to Keira with one arm around her shoulders. She was curling his blonde hair around her fingers and whispering, affectionately, in his ear. Jak just nodded when he heard his name. (Author: giggles hee hee! Mushy stuff! Goes back to typing)
"Right, now we are all together, we should find some method of escape", Samos suggested pointing to the other end of the corridor.
"Ok! Jak, you lead the way!" Keira exclaimed, looking very confident. She squeezed him tightly before letting him walk in front of them.
Jak sighed and walked out into the empty corridor, awaiting the dangers of the rest of the castle.
A: N Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Am I happy to be back on the internet or what?! I lurve writing this story because I think that Jak in the first game is sooooo cute! There! Another chappie done! Only a few more (or I might want to extend it!) to go!
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