The bright moon shined in the eyes of the adventurers as they screeched out of the cave and into the brisk, night air, a gentle warmth touching upon their faces as each of their expressions softened a little, relieved to be rid of that dank, lightless cave. But fear and mystery still betwixt their sleepless eyes, for the brute appearance of Gol was unbelievably unlikely and harsh. As the others sat silent, their minds racing with questions, Jak still lay motionless with Seem by his side. The Dark Eco that covered them dripped from their eyelids and pieces of clothes as they lay there, as if they were dead. Ripped and tattered, Jak's shirt and pants lay half-way off his body, his right shoulder plate severely damaged. It was broken in 3 places. The engine revved into the night as they made their way back to the city, picking up speed every now and then.

"God...I'm so whiped..." Said Nyjah as he rubbed his eyes, breaking the uneasy silence. "And what the hell was that thing? It just came outta nowhere and beat the crap outta Jak...who could move through eco like that?" His eyes grew a little wider as he thought about the blinding light that followed Jak's beating...sending shivers up his spine. Sig was sitting in between jak and Seem, his head firmly placed on his right hand and faced towards the ground. Daxter was the same upon Sig' shoulder. Breathing a heavy sigh, Sig looked up.

"I think I remember Jak saying something about some evil, dark sage. He never talked about it much, though-" Sig was cut-off by Daxter's somewhat lifeless and exhausted voice.

"We fought Gol a long time ago, when Jak was still a mute. When I became an Ottsel, it was because Jak accidentily pushed me into a pool of Dark Eco. He was trying to protect us from some Lurker Bone warrior..." As daxters face slowly faded, Kavic cut in.

"Jak used to be a mute?" A shocked look swept across Kavics' face as Daxter nodded, his eyes half-way open.

"Anyways, we ventured far into the north, looking for this "Gol of Anchoran" so he could reverse the spell that the Dark Eco had set on me." A slight smile faded onto Daxters' face as he glanced at Jak, light laughs echoing through his head. "Oh we had so much adventure back then, living in the beautiful country, happily and without worries. We faced Lurkers, obstacles, traps, quests...all together and by eachothers side. Defeating countless numbers of enemies like Klaww..." Daxter happily remembered his times with Jak as Sig listened closely, grinning everytime he saw the little Ottsels' face light up with joy. Kavic, too was simpering, oblivious to Nyjah who had a curious and confused look about his face. "Well anyways, we had finally made it to Gol, proving victorious over every obstacle, mission, and challenge we faced on the way. But, It turned out that he and his sister, Maiya, were trying to take over the world and learn to fully take control of Dark Eco. But, of course Jak and I were their. Defeating Gol with a powerful blast of light eco, which I had so selflessly givin up, Jak d4mned Gol and Maiya into a Dark Eco Silo, where we believed they be tortured for the rest of their life..." Sig, Kavic and Nyjah bore astounded faces as they glarred at Daxter, Nyjah of course only glancing every few seconds because he was driving.

"Wow...you guys really did all that? But...I've never heard of such a place...why didnt you stay in the country, where you enjoyed yourselves?" Kavic was now full of questions, for the adventures Daxter spoke of amazed him.

"Well, thats where things get a little messed up. After Gols defeat, we found a riftrider and old greeny hatched another one of his brilliant plans where we biuld it and use it. I have no clue... Anyways, the next thing we know, we're in Haven City...and Jak and I are now exiles..." Daxters' grin faded into a look of emotionless hate as he rested his head upon his hand, a somewhat annoyed expression sweeping across his face. "And as soon as I know it, everyone wants to kill us...things get harder...more serious...and once again the fate of the freakin' world is in our hands." Daxter released a heavy sigh as they veered around a mountain, the gate of Spargus now in sight.

"Wow, I never even knew any of that." Sig said to Daxter. "It must have been hard for you..."

"Yeah, it was." Daxter glanced at Jak once again, a small grin widening across his cheeks. "But I always had Jak on my side..." Nyjah pulled into the Spargus Garage as he looked back at Daxter and parked the buggy, as if the parking spot had been somehow engraved into his head and memorized.

"I bet he's freaked out about that thing, whatever it is...that "Gol", huh?"

"Well of course!" Chimed in Kavic as he jumped out of the vehicle. "You'd be pretty freaked out if some dark being who could move and manipulate Dark Eco was after you! It's madness..." Kavic sheathed his rifle and unstrapped Seem while Sig unstrapped Jak. A look of annoyment swept over Nyjah's face immediately.

"Well my bad!" Nyjah spat. Sig rolled his eyes, seeing that Nyjah had a really bad temper problem. It was as if he hated everything...Sig began to debate whether or not Nyjah was so safe with two pistols in his reach...

"The point is.." Sniped Daxter, "...that Gol is loose again, and he's probably seeking the same goal, except this time...he's fueled by revenge and his hatred upon Jak. I don't think Gol is going to leave this alone..." Daxters' words of horror reverberated off the garage wall as the gentle torches flickered in the night, the sounds of a million crackles swimming through the air. As Kavic and Sig hauled the two injured upon their backs, cautiously avoiding much dark eco as possible, the 4 headed into Spargus. The loud, revamped roar of the gate breached their eardrums as they walked into the dusty streets of Spargus, which was still remarkable busy for being around 3 AM. The people of Spargus were warriors, and all warriors have nightmares...the killing they had to do...it was horrific.

"Whatever, alright look..." Nyjah fiercly rubbed his restless eyes as he yawned, playing with his pistol. This playing really scared Sig. "...I'm gonna head over to the bar, you wanna come?" Nyjah asked Kavic, who was halted in his tracks and staring at him blankly.

"Oh sure! I'd love too!" Replied Kavic, a hint of sarcasm echoing through his words.

"Great, let's go." Nyjah began to walk away, and noticed Kavic wasn't moving. He then turned around and raised his hands a little. "You comin?"
Kavic rolled his eyes, a brief look of annoyment creasing his face.

"Seeing is how we are unfamiliar with sarcasm, I will be as blunt as possible. No. As you can so clearly see, I am carrying a person covered in Dark Eco and in dire need of assistance. Now, do you still want me to go?" Nyjah rolled his eyes and turned around, heading straight for the Casablanca, the local bar.

"Whatever, Im leaving."