DR: Okay, I'm on Chapter 8. Finally. I started a new game on Jak 2(don't ask why; I've beat it twice.) and decided to take a little poll on what my reviewers fav Dark Jak move is. Personally, mine's Dark Bomb, because it wipes out everything in range and goes matrix style. It is also really affective when you're surrounded by scorpions, though it isn't worth shit against flying things. /Dark Jak appears and glares/ Oh, I'm rambling, aren't I?

Dark Jak: Ya think?

DR: Eh heh heh... on with the story! And yes, I want to know what is behind the door in Jak and Daxter!

Disclaimer: I own nothing in this story but Raye.

-Chap. 8-

-Krew's First Job-

As they walked back to the Hip Hog, Raye teased Jak about how she got a higher score that him in the gun course.

"Say it."

"No."

"C'mon Jak. Say it."

"You're going to keep bugging me until I do, aren't you?" Raye nodded, "I hate you."

"Say it and I'll stop bugging you about it."

Jak sighed, "Fine. You... beat me bad in the gun course. There, ya' happy?" Raye nodded and walked into the Hip Hog, glaring at a nearby Krimzon Guard. Krew flew down as the elves entered.

"Excellent shooting! You two ever think about being wastelanders, mmmmm?" Krew asked, a nasty gleam in his eyes.

Jak and Raye gave each other a semi-confused look, "Can't say that I have." Jak shrugged.

"Me either." Raye confessed.

"Wastelanders find items for me outside the city walls, 'ey. Any artifact or weapon worth having comes through my hands. Work for me, and I'll throw some of the sweeter items your way, mmmmm?"

Jak paused to consider this, "Kill Metal Heads. Get toys? Sounds good to me. What about you Raye?"

She grinned wickedly, "Same here. Getting toys for killing Metal Heads sounds fun."

Daxter interrupted them, "Slow down there, Jak, Raye, and the fat man, you three had better run that by me again... 'cuz there is NO WAY I'm going outside the city wall to face more Metal Heads!" Dax yelled.

"You don't do anything but sit on Jak's shoulder! WE'RE ones who do all the work!" Raye yelled, hitting the rodent.

"Sig will show you the ropes." Krew told them, gesturing to said elf.

Sig stepped up in front of Raye and Jak, "So YOU want to be wastelanders, huh doughboys? Well we'll see what you're made of when we get out in the thick. Krew wants some new trophies to put butts in chairs at the Hip Hog. So I'm gonna bag him five nasty Metal Heads at the Pumping Station." Daxter gulped, making Sig laugh, "Don't wet your fur, chili pepper, cause we're rollin' with the Peace Maker." Sig motioned to his gun proudly.

"Wooooh, I need one of those! Where'd you get it?" Daxter asked.

Krew flew down, "Don't ask. Sig needs someone to watch his back while he tracks the Metal Heads, 'ey?"

Sig gave a slight nod and turned back to Raye and Jak, "We'll meet at the Pumping Station. Listen cherries, don't you leave me dangling in the wind out there!"

"Let's do it." Jak said.

Raye nodded behind him, "We'll be there. Count on it."

Outside the Saloon, Jak and Raye "borrowed" a zoomer from a passing citizen and headed for the Pumping Station. "You know, I think I like Sig more than Torn." Raye mused behind Jak. He looked over his shoulder at her.

"Why? Because he doesn't call you 'princess'?"

Raye nodded, "Yeah. Because Sig is not being a sexist pig, unlike the tattooed wonder."

Jak parked the zoomer at the drain pipe. "Alright, let's go."

At the Pumping Station, Jak and Raye walked up behind Sig. "Hello cherries. Ready to hunt a few Metal Heads? Follow me, stick close, and watch my six. It's gonna be fun." Sig said, cocking his gun and walking out from behind the bush. The two elves followed, pulling out their scatter guns. After disposing of the enemies, they jumped on the rising platforms and Sig pulled out his gun. "Get behind me while I toast that tank." He said, charging the Peace Maker up. Seconds later, nothing remained of the tank but rubble.

After disposing of the Juice Goons, (Yes, that is what they're called) Sig spotted the first target, "There's our first target. Keep the other creatures back while I charge up the Peace Maker." He told them, cocking the gun. They did so, firing their scatter guns at the things that jumped out of the water. Sig fired and hit the Metal Head, and it's charred carcass fell into the water. Raye sighed and knocked the last creature into the water, 'One down, four to go.' She thought as Jak and Sig ran down the ramp. She followed behind slowly, hoping to not get hit by a Juice Goon. Unfortunately, she did.

"Aaagh!"

Jak turned around, "Raye!" A little green lizard bit him as he turned around.

"Watch your back rookie!" Sig yelled, shooting the Metal Head that was shooting Raye, "You okay cherry?" Raye nodded and shot at the Metal Head behind him. "There's our second target." Sig told them, charging the Peace Maker again. Raye and Jak shot at the creatures that jumped out of the water, and yet again, the target fell into the water. They repeated this process for two more Metal Heads until they reached the last one.

"That," Daxter muttered, "Was a wonderful time for your Peace Maker to short out, Sig."

"Oh yes, and it concerned you why? You were cowering in fear on Jak's shoulder." Raye snapped. She was still sore from getting zapped by the goon.

"Woah, easy you two. Calm down." Jak ordered, "Sig, are we almost to the next target?"

"Yep. There it is." Sig nodded, pointing, "You know the drill chili peppers." Raye and Jak nodded and shot their scatter guns off at basically anything that moved towards them. After a few seconds, Sig stood and fired the shot, and another Metal Head bit the dust. "BOOM! Home team five, Metal Heads nothing! That was the last one. Tell Krew we got 'em all cooked and canned. I'm gonna clean the Peace Maker and pick up the trophy. Ya did good, rookies." He told them. The two elves walked off while Sig polished his gun.

"That was fun." Jak laughed. Raye glared and 'tch'-ed at him.

"You're not the one who got zapped." She muttered, annoyed.

Jak slowed down to walk next to her, "Aw, c'mon, Raye. It was only one hit."

She managed a weak grin, "It still hurt." She whined. Jak laughed and faked a punch at her.

Back in the city, Jak and Raye were walking back to the Hip Hog when a talk box flew up. "Jak, Raye. Get back to the Hip Hog. I've got another mission for you." Krew ordered over the machine. Daxter glared at the machine as it flew away.

"What are we? His servants?"

Raye giggled a little at Daxter's sudden outburst, "Hey, just be glad we aren't going back outside the city to face more Metal heads." Raye scolded, walking towards a parked zoomer. Jak laughed as Dax shuddered on his shoulder and hopped onto the zoomer in front of Raye, taking off towards the bar.

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DR: Hah! Okay, I confess I am giving Raye a Dark form (Dark Jak: Really? Yes!), but I need some serious help figuring out where to make her transform. Yeah, I know. Pathetic, huh? Okay, R&R please!