Welcome to chapter 3 of this tale. Jak and Keira find themselves in an awkward situation. This is a bit of comic relief from the tense scenes that are about to unfold. If you noticed I changed the rating to "T". The stuff that will be in this chapter and the others is going to be very suggestive and the language will gradually grow stronger and there will be some very descriptive, graphic situations. So you have been warned! But the story keeps getting better and better...
Keira was back at the race garage. She once again fished around for her 'catwoman' clothes. She was getting ready to pull on her tight, black leather top, when she heard a voice calling out her name. 'Oops...I forgot to close down the shop.' "Keira, where are you!" The voice called out, it was Jak.
"Hold on I'm coming!" She dashed down the stairs and happily ran up to Jak. "What can I do for you?" His face was a bright red and he tried to keep his eyes focused on her face. "Are you ok, Jak?"
"Ah...uhh...Keira...umm..." He just couldn't seem to form the sentence that he wanted to say.
"Yes, Jak." Keira said. 'I don't have time for this...'
Daxter looked Keira in the eye and gave her a smug smile. A chuckle in his voice. "What Jak is trying to say is...nice 'hooters' Keira, if you get what I mean."
"What!" Keira exclaimed. She looked down. "Oh my God!" She forgot to put a shirt on before she ran downstairs to greet Jak. And today had to be the day that she decided to wear a very skimpy bra. She took her arms and flung them around herself and ran upstairs. "I'm so sorry!" She yelled as she ran up the stairs.
Daxter stared at Jak with that look on his face, "Not like you minded, right Jak?"
Jak's face grew even redder and he looked away shyly, but Daxter was taking advantage of this moment. "Say it...I kmow you were staring. Admit it you, 'enjoyed' that moment." Jak still didn't respond. "Say it..."
"Ok, ok. She did look...nice..." Jak's voice was unsteady.
"Nice, huh? That's it?"
He sighed, "Won't you leave it alone already."
"Keira!" Daxter secremed at the top of his lungs.
"What!"
"Jak likes your..." Jak swiftly grapped Daxter and threw a hand over his mouth.
"Shut the hell up!" Jak threw him to the ground. "This isn't funny!"
"Not until you admit you liked what you saw."
"Ok, ok. Fine, I did. Now will you cut it out." Jak finally gave in.
"For now..." His smile michevious.
-Keira pulled on her shirt finally. She was once again modeling in the mirror. "That was too embarassing." She said to Midnight. Midnight appeared to have a smile on her face. "Hey, it wasn't funny!" She shook a finger at Midnight and stared out the window and into the distance.
'We're letting Kana get away.' A voice echoed in her head.
"I know," Keira whispered. "but Jak is here and I don't want to arise any suspicion."
'Midnight...' It was a voice Keira had grown acoustume to. It was her other half, it was catwoman. She was demanding and always had a say in what she did. Always questioning and never ceasing to stop. A part of her she didn't want Jak to see.
"Midnight..." Keira wondered. "Ohh...Midnight."
"Meow?"
"Go," Keira picked her up and placed her outside on the roof. "go follow Kana. Be sure to report back!"
Midnight dashed away and into the distance. "Keira are you alright?" Jak called. She had been up stairs for fifteen minutes and had not come down. He hoped he hadn't embarassed her too bad. She slowly decended the stairs and looked down to make sure she had remembered the shirt this time.
"Sorry, I was just thinking. That was quite the bit embarassing, maybe if I was in better shape I could walk around like that..."
"I think that you have a great body...shit." He threw a hand over his own mouth. "I wasn't supposed to say that, sorry."
"No, it's ok. I'll take that as a compliment." A silence ensued.
'I wasn't supposed to say that. I'm such an ass. Even if she does have a Great body...' Jak thought.
Keira was thinking, 'Hmm...so he really feels that way...' Keira looked up at him. "What do you need, you usually come here if you need something so what can I do for you?"
"Believe it or not, I really don't need anything." He smiled at her. "for some strange reason, I just wanted to see you..."
"That's sweet, thank you." The voice returned in her head. 'This is wasting time...'
"Well, I do have a mission to do so I guess I'll see you later."
"Yeah, you will." Jak left and Keira gave him a hug before his departure. "I better get ready to go as well."
-Keira slowly pulled up to the entrance of the prison. Midnight was waiting outside. She gestured with her head to a zoomer parked 1000 meters from where Keira was and there was Kana walking to it. Keira hopped silently off her zoomer, with the stealthyness of a cat, and jumped onto the roof, she pulled her cat mask over her face.
It took a good ten minutes before they reached her destination. Kana fiddled around for her keys and Keira watched every movement she made from a rooftop. Kana entered the run-down looking house and switched some lights on. A window was open. Keira leaped off and knocked on the door.
"Now who could that be?" Kana asked herself. She opened the door and no one was there. "Strange..." She shut and locked the door.
"Nice place you got here, girl."
Kana's body spun around. "Who?"
"I'm catwoman, but of course you should already know that. You created this disaster I call me."
"Get the hell out of my house, bitch!" Kana went to grab a knife off the table. A whip flew across the room and slapped her hand and then pulled the knife off the table.
"Ah, I don't think so. We need to talk. I hear you've been working with the 'Dark Warrior Program', might that be true."
"Who the hell told you that!"
"Word off the street, sweetheart. But then again, you don't spend much time on the street do you?" A vase flew at Keira, who had now let catwoman take over for the time being. She dodged it with fluid like agility.
Catwoman slipped a book off the shelf and held it up to Kana. "This is all I'll be needing." She said. Than, Kana came flying after her. Catwoman dodged and took her claw and slashed several cuts across her face. Blood dripped from the open wounds. Seeing the upper hamd, Catwoman deeply tore her claws through the flesh, tearing deep gashes in the skin, blood poured from the neatly torn skin.
"Ahhhh!" Kana cried.
"Don't worry. I'm not gonna hurt your book, but if you try another stunt, I reach in the wounds and tear you tendons out. Now we don't want that do we?" Her voice was threatening and menacing. "Now, I think I'll take a few more things. I've earned it." She took the large purse and her manual on Dark Eco torture. "It's been a pleasure doing business with you. And this won't be the last you see of me." And she casually walked out the front door.
Now the story is starting to get deep. But the first strand has been woven in the web of decit that is about to unfold. When Keira looks through the things she has taken, she will be swept off her feet at what she finds and it won't be pretty. And Catwoman and Jak's paths cross again, but how pleasent will this meeting be? All to be foretold in chapter 4!
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