Ekobean: Sorry it's taken so long. I didn't have this story pre-planned like I did with Dark Menace. Anyway, here's the second chapter.

"Come on, Mar, come to me," Jak cooed to the baby.

His son was standing unevenly on it's small, chubby legs, his hand placed on the living room table for balance. The baby's brow was furrowed with concentration, his rubbery lips scrunched together, giving him an almost lizard-like appearance.

Jak looked excitedly up at Keira, who was standing behind the baby with her hands spread, ready to catch him if he were to fall.

"Come on," Jak whispered.

Mar looked up at Jak with his crystal blue eyes, and his mouth spread into a toothless smile. Shakily, he forced his left foot forward, and then his right. His brow was furrowed in utmost concentration. Keira gasped.

Mar, his chubby arms outstretched, took five steps before falling into Jak's outstretched arms. Jak gave a whoop of joy and lifted the young elf high over his head. The baby giggled as his father bounced him this way and that.

Keira whistled and sprang to her feet clapping. "You did it!" She ran to Jak and hugged him. "I can't wait to tell Daddy!"

"What do you think Mar?" Jak said, looking into the baby's laughing face, "do you want to tell grandpa that you can walk?" Mar stretched out his arms and ran his soft fingers down Jak's face. "I'll take that as a 'yes.'"

Jak stumbled suddenly as if he'd been hit in the back of the head suddenly. He fell forward, struggling for balance. Shaking his head, ears twitching, he shoved Mar into Keira's hands and immediately ran for the staircase. "Jak!" Keira called after him while bouncing a whimpering Mar in her hands. Jak was already halfway up the staircase.

He reached the building top and looked around wildly. The city spread out before him like a great winding labyrinth. The scars of the battle with the Dark Metal Heads still showed fresh upon many of the buildings in the area. The city had taken such serious damage that even now, one year after Jak had defeated Maia, it was still undergoing heavy repair.

He scanned the surrounding area wildly. He had sensed a massive surge of Dark Econetic energy, he'd known it. His Light Powers had grown more attuned over the course of a year. Destroying the Dark Eco within the Silos was a draining process. In just a year he had already destroyed nearly half of the dark substance contained within it.

He began breathing softer, focusing on what he wanted. He closed his eyes, forcing himself to see with his mind, not with his eyes. The world appeared in his mind in a new way. It was as if everything was constructed of light. He had found this to be a way of seeing Dark Eco. Everything appeared to be made of a dazzling white light, but Dark Eco was a purple-black cloud, floating heavily over the things it had corrupted. He scanned the environment slowly, not daring to miss the slightest detail. To the north was a massive concentration of Dark Eco. Those were the Silos. He didn't have to worry about that. But then, after two seconds, he found it. It was barely visible even in his mind. A small point, about the size of a man, on Misty Island.

"Jak!"

Jak opened is eyes, momentarily shocked by what he had seen.

"Jak, what is it? What's going on?" Keira was at his side, tugging frantically at his tunic sleeve.

"Call your father and Torn," he commanded, pushing past her, "we have to go to Misty Island."

"What? Why?"

"Now, Keira!"

"Jak, what's wrong!" she yelled after him. He wasn't listening. He was already at the bottom of the stairs.