"Jak," said Samos. "You are on the cover of this book because this book is about you."
"About me?" said Jak skeptically. "How can this book be about me?"
"I don't know Jak," said Samos. "But I'm sure that that will be made clear eventually."
"So what of this book do you have translated?" asked Jak flipping through the pages. "You sure as hell made enough notes."
"Many of it has already transpired. Your shutting Gol and Maia in the Silos, your defeat of Kor but after that the text in untranslatable."
"Have you taken it to Onin?" asked Jak.
"Yes," answered Samos. "She has never seen this language ever before."
Jak continued to stare at the characters. It seemed farmiliar, he knew that he should be able to read it but he couldn't. Why was the question that kept pounding at him. He knew that it was farmiliar but he could put his finger on it. Suddenely something hit him. It was like a burst of Light Eco shooting through the nothingness clouding his mind. It was backwards.
"BACKWARDS!" hey yelled slamming his fist down. "IT'S BACKWARDS!" He grabbed a pen and some paper and began writing the letters down until he had copied the whole page, then he sat down and read it, concentrating on the words they weren't helpful. "Oh Mar..." mumbeled Jak. "This isn't good."
Rail felt elevated as Keria's lips pressed against his. This is what he had been wanting ever since he first met her. He wrapped his arms around her and laid her down on the bed. Then he realized what he was doing. He managed to break away and speak.
"Wha... what what was I doing? What were you doing?" he asked, looking at her.
"What's wrong?" asked Keria, walking towards him while he backed up until they reached the wall. "I thought you wanted this?"
"You're not feeling love Keria, it's just lust." said Rail.
"I am feeling love Rail," she said seductively. "I can't have Jak now so I want you."
"Keria," said Rail grabbing his jacket. "If you had any idea what it would mean to me... but you don't. I'm sorry, I have to go." Rail flipped on his jacket and walked towards the door. He grabbed the handle and, without turning, spoke. "I'll make sure you're safe. I'll send Sig and some of his boys over. Jak'll be home then. I'll see you later." And with that he was gone.
"Samos," said Jak. "Tell me the truth." he looked his old mentor in the eye. "Did you know what I was going to have to go through all the time back in Sandover?"
"Yes," said Samos. 'That's why I made sure you grew up strong."
"Do you know what's going to happen?" asked Jak. "When I have to fight Drakken?"
"Yes," said Samos.
"What then," asked Jak. Before Samos could answer the elevator hissed open and a black clad Rail came walking towards Jak bearing an apologitic face.
"Rail?" he said. He had asked Rail to watch Keria when they got back from the Wastelands. All thoughts of his pivotal battle with Drakken was banished from his mind and thoughts of Keria filled his mind instead. "Is it Keria?" he asked. "Is she alright?"
"I don't know," said Rail. "I think something might be wrong with her. She kissed me."
"What?" said Jak, his voice brimming with anger. DarkJak wasn't going to take him but an angry Jak could do almost the same amount of damage.
"She kissed me. I don't know why but she had lust in her eyes."
"I'll be back," said Jak. "I'll go see her."
Jak turned and got in the elevator and went back up to the city. He hopped in his Zoomer and strated his journey back to the Stadium.
Back in the palace archives Rail turned to Samos. "Things looking grim?" he asked.
"You have no idea."