There was Light and Darkness
Disclaimer: Must we go through this again? Fine...I don't own any Jak related characters, they belong to Naughty Dog. All Colle related characters are mine.
Sushi: Sorry for the late update! Vacation lasted longer than I thought it would.First Maine and Canada, thenMississippi and Texas.Okay now on to business. I finally have my muse! His name is Cho! I bought him in Canada for $2! He fits in the palm of my hand. Say hello Cho!
Cho: mew...
Sushi: Cute!
Jak: Okay...enough of the cuteness just read the story...
Chapter 2: The Announcement
"You what?" Torn wasn't expecting news like this first thing in the morning.
"I lost the Precursor Crystal. I can't find." Over all, things were going much better than Colle had thought. Only two of the council members knew sheposesed the gem and was supposed to be watching it. The hereos had thought it best to keep the knowledge of Colle's guardianship as quiet as possible.
"How?"
"It was just gone. I kept it hidden, but it just disapeared." Colle had gotten used to his outburts. They were usually calmed by Mora...like this one was about to be.
"You were the one who was supposed to look after it! Something like that isn't supposed to disapear!"
"Torn, calm down! She can't do everything all the time! With how you and the council have been running her, I'm suprised she's still around to take this from you." Mora intervened.
Torn took a deep breath and calmed down as much as was possible for him. "Fine. I suppose you're right." He russled through some papers he had on his desk as always. "Just keep an eye out for anything unusual. With the Crystal gone anything could be out there just waiting for us."
"You got it." Colle heeded his words and went on to the other tasks her commander had set up for her.
A few days had passed since Jak had skipped out on his duties. To him some things were just more important. Like asking someone to marry you, yeah that was deffinately important. Now that he didn't have a real excuse, he had to be tortured by the Haven City Council. His torture included but wasn't limited to...eticate, manners, anger management, and last but not least, public relations.
"Would you please hurry?" One of the officials, and elderly woman by the name of Sarie, urged the future ruler of Haven.
"For the last time I'm coming!" Jak rushed out the door of his apartment.
"I still don't see the point of this!" Jak held out a maroonish draped piece of cloth. "It's hidious!"
"You will wear that. It is the traditional ceremonial garment of the Mar family." Sarie tried putting the cloak on the young warrior but he refused to remain still. "Stop moving! You are the most stuborn thing I've ever seen, and I have grandchildren!"
"There is no way I'm wearing that thing!" Jak closed his door once they were outside. He made his way to the near by zoomer.
"You want to be king? Then act like it. You won't get anywhere if you act childish." Sarie was the only council member who dared talk back to the dark warrior.
"Whatever." Jak jumped behind the wheel and waited impatiently for the old woman to get in. "I thought you said we had a meeting to get to?"
"We do. Now drive." They headed to the Freedom League HQ already behind schedual.
"Better late than never, I suppose?" Torn stood in front of a group of elves that were both from the council and commanding officers in the Freedom League army. There were seven members from the council and nine from the FL. Four of the commanders were newly appointed.
"Yes, well, we would've been here earlier but someone slept in, again. There was also a matter of clothing..." Sarie took a side long glance at the elf in question.
Jak didn't miss it. "What? You didn't really expect me to wear that, did you? It looked like something a metal head had spit up." He crossed his arms over his chest.
"It happened to be the very robe Mar wore before he became king." Sarie stared at him eyes locked in a battle of wills.
"Maybe it should had been buried with him. It looks like it's starting to decay." Jak smirked when he noticed Colle trying not lt laugh.
"You're the limit, Jak." Shesmiled andwhispered coming to stand next to him.
Lately, everyone had noticed the little open displays of affection the two seemed to be showing one an other. Especially the council members. Most of them weren't in the least bit pleased with this.
Sarie was one of the few who did approve of the relationship. She happened to respect the girl. Her will and resolve were strong. Many of the council members had wanted one of their own as queen. Colle was strange. Sure she had fought in the last war but so had many others. She wasn't cut from the came cloth as other high-class citizens so to speak.
Shios was one of the final members that had been apointed by Baron Praxis. Although he wasn't completely for the old Baron, he had to draw the line when it came to this strange girl from another world. The only things that were known about her were kept secret in the small group of heroes. He didn't like the thought of having a complete stranger on the throne.
Another thing was the girl's personality. She was too timid to become queen. That was all there was to it. The queen had to be strong and ready to take command if the king was unable to do so. This girl only seemed to follow orders instead of make herself know to others, though everyone knew who she was.
"At this moment, before things get carried away, I would like to take care to announce that a queen has finally been chossen for our city." Many faces turned to the eco-empowered girl expectantly.
"Naziar Golimer. One of Haven's most qualified." Shios only recieved glares at his announcement.
A wave of fear swept through Colle's body. She wasn't going to be allowed to marry Jak. Panic seemed to radiat from the girl. Even Jak could feel it. He was worried a little himself, but spoke out anyway.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but I've chossen my own wife." Jak had known something like this would happen. It wasn't like it had been kept secret. However, Jak hadn't thought things all the waythrough. What if the council could force him to marry someone else?
Everyone in the room returned their gaze to their hero. He stood there with a finely defined smirk. If he couldn't marry Colle then he would just refuse to be king.
"And just who might that be?" Sarie asked with a knowing smile. Faces were filled with hope while a few were filled with dread.
Shyly, Colle stood forward. She didn't enjoy being the center of attention. That was going to have to change if she was to be Jak's wife and the new queen of Haven city. But she would change if she had to to be with Jak.
"I knew this would happen." or "Great. Now what?" and other things of the like could be heard from several council members as they whispered amoungst themselves. This annoyed Jak greatly. He wasn't the one to speak up though.
"Do you think I'm not good enough?" Colle asked but not loud enough for everyone to hear. Jak had heard her and he smiled. Colle remembered that some of these people were the ones to banish Jak to the Wastelands. She didn't want to be next. Jak wouldn't be able to help her. After all he wasn't king yet. But how could wanting to marry the future ruler be a crime?
"What's that, dear?" Sarie urged gently.
"Do you think I'm not good enough?" She spoke louder and stronger. "I've risked my life to save all of you. I stayed her when I could have gone back to my world. This place is my home and it always will be. I'll fight to protect it no matter the risk."
"That's all very well and good, but that's what our armies are for." Zenic retorted. He would rather see the Baron back in all his glory than have this eco freak on the throne. However, he kept this to himself for fear of losing his position. He had had a strong influence on Veger to banish Jak against Ashelin's wishes. Since veger was no longer part of the council, his opinions counted for nothing. He would show the people that this freak was no leader.
"You don't have much say in this." Torn spat at Zenic. Only certain people knew that this man was truely like and Torn was one of them.
"Until Jak becomes king, we are the voice of the people. We decide what is best." Another voiced.
"Wrong! Until Jak becomes ruler, I am still in charge!" No one had been expecting Ashelin to come to the defense. Not since she had lost the man she loved to the strange girl. "I still make the rules. I decide what is best. And what I think is best...," she hesitated not believing what she was going to say, "...is for Jak to rule, with Colle at his side."
Zenic was about to speak when the Baroness cut him off. "Colle is capible of being queen. You know she is. You just want to have one of your flunkies with Jak at all times. She could report to you the first time he did something you don't like. The next thing you know, Jak's out the door and we have another lunatic on the throne." Everyone stood stund at her words.
"As my last order as ruler of Haven City, I hear by disband the Haven City council. When Jak takes my place he will then chose those that he trusts the most to do the job properly." Without another word, Ashelin left the room.
"I beleave this meeting is over." Sarie spoke the obvious. Before leaving she whispered to Jak and Colle. "Congradulations. I suppose we'll have to discuss the corination date later. Tomorrow perhaps?" She left not waiting for a reply.
The rest of the senior council members followed knowing they had nothing more to say. The remaining elves took this as their chance to wish their best to the future riegning couple.
Jak had to get out of the way when Tess, Mora, and Keira ran to Colle. He saw Torn being the ever lone wolf that he was and went to join him. Along with Daxter, they watched the girls get excited and talk about the things girls usually talk about when something like this happens.
"Congradulations, Jak." Torn's gruff voice broke Jak from his thoughts.
"Yeah. It wasn't like we didn't know this would happen." The otssel sighed. "This is when things change forever. It'll never be the same, pal."
"You make it sound like a bad thing." Something crossed Jak's mind. He looked at Torn. "You deserve some notice yourself. I take it she said yes?" Jak smirked at the very visiblly uncomfortable elf.
Torn's face became scarlet at the unexpected question. He nodded his head slightly. "She did."
"What are you...wait-" Daxter slowly caught on. "Mr. You-even-blink-at-me-funny-and-you'll-regret-it? You and Mora? Great, now I'm gonna have to worry about little 'Tatooed Wounders' running all over the place." He couldn't help but laugh.
"Rat, you might want to stop while you've still got fur."
"It's almost impossible to imagine." The otssel burst out laughing. "Daddy, can you read me a story?" Daxter looked pleadingly at the older elf.
"That's it. Consider yourself bauld!" Torn dashed after Daxter, while Jak watched from the side-lines. He smiled at Colle when he caught her looking at him. She turned back to the small group when her face turned bright red at something Mora had said. She appeared very embarassed. Jak chuckled to himself. He really did lead an interesting life and things were only going to get better.
Near the back of the meeting room, Onin, Pecker, and Samos spoke quietly.
"This will be our darkest hour. unfortuneatly, even Onin is unable to see when it will come. She says something is preventing her sight." Pecker translated for the old sooth-sayer.
"This 'is' very unfortuneate." Samos scratched his beard in thought. "We will have to be alert for anything."
"Should we tell them?" The monkaw waved a feathered arm at the group.
"Not yet. I beleive we need more insight on what is to come. Besides, I haven't the heart to put such a burden on their shoulders." The green sage looked at the two as everyone was leaving. They left hand-in-hand finally showing their already known feelings for eachother.
"For now, all we can do is pray we have time to prepare...for whatever happens."
"And that we survive."
"Here it is." The creature in the shadows spoke looking at the monolith before him. Ancient Precursor metal covered it sealing it shut. He walked around the encumbering silo until he found what he had been searching for. A small indention the shape of a tear drop.
Opening his clawed paw, the creature placed the stolen Precursor Crystal in its place. The girl was no longer needed. He only wanted one silo not a world of them. This Crystal was now the key. The key to this puney planet's distruction and his revenge.
Light poured from the gem as the Precursor doors opened. Soon the power of raw dark eco would be his to control.
"Finally!" A ghostly voice roared from the depths of the silo. A burst of darkness that seemed to be a part of the shadows came shooting out.
"Who are you?" The new arrival came down to the other's level.
"Gurotik." He had a hard time finding his voice. The being before him was terrifying even to the Rosrucerp leader.
"You realeased us. I supose I should thank you." Without so much as a twich, the dark being ran Gurotik through with his undeniably sharp claws. "Too bad you're not worth my time."
Gurotik fell to his knees struggeling to stay alive. Blood flowed through his paws as he tried to keep it inside him. "What are you?" He managed to speak.
"I'm just like you. Mutated from who we were by eco, this is what my sister and I have become. And like you, we desire revenge." The being left the rosrucerp to die in misery.
"And this time we will succed, Jak." This time two voices echoed from the same body. "Mark my word, you will suffer for what you did to us."
With over five hundred years of exposure to the dark eco, Gol and Maya finally had the power they craved. Soon they would reign supreme over this world and others like it. Only one person stood in their way...or so they thought.
Sushi: Finally this chapter is complete! It feels like I should be on chapter 6 or something.Have I lived up to your expectations for my sequal so far? Please let me know by reviewing. I hope to have more reviews for this story than the first one.