Jak and Daxter: Reversal
Part Three: Will He Make It?
Samos was chanting rapidly. He raised his arms and Daxter arose from the bed.
Daxter was let down on his knees slowly. "Do you feel any better Daxter?" Samos
asked. "Give me time and I will." He answered. Daxter was still a mess with blood
and was very pale. The doctors claimed he could leave if he was sure he would
be okay. Daxter passed Tess in the hall. "Hi Daxxie. How do ya feel?" She asked.
"Not so hot. Grampa Green's ritual will work. Don't worry." He answered. Tess
looked nervous. She walked into the emergency room. Samos was leaving as she
approached the doctors. "Will he make it?" She asked. One doctor looked at her
and nodded. "We're pretty confident he'll make it, miss." He said. She made a fist.
"How confident?" She questioned with anger in her voice. "99 sure he will." Tess
gritted her teeth. "How confident?" She screamed. "Uh... 100" "That's better."
"I hope Jak isn't upset." Daxter thought. Jak was at the Naughty Ottsel watching
over the bar.
"I sure hope Daxter is okay." Jak said. Torn was at the bar with Jak. "He'll be fine
Jak. And if he isn't, so what." Torn spat bitterly. He then realized that was the
worst thing to say at that time. He saw Dark Jak leap over the bar and tackle him.
He got on top of Dark Jak with his knife. Dark Jak scratched his face wide open
with his claws and turned back to normal. Jak saw what he had done to Torn, who
was on the ground in tears. "Torn, I'm sorry." Torn stood up. "It's okay Jak. It was
my fault."
Tess caught up with Daxter. "How are ya feelin' now?" "Okay. Been better." He answered.
Tess smiled. "Let's get you to the Naughty Ottsel. You can rest there. I'm sure you'll
feel better after you get some rest." She urged. He nodded. "You always know what
to do when things are messy." He said. Tess smiled and pecked him on the cheek.
They walked into the Naughty Ottsel.