Corad: Sorry again for the lateness...I managed to finish this chapter about a day ago, which is sort of good...or bad...or whatever one you wanna pick...um, Thanks guys for those nice reviews! I hope you're all enjoying this, and here's the next chappie!

Don't own Jak and Daxter...and I probably never will either...


Chapter 21 – Metal Head Huntin'

"Jak, where are we…" the ottsel asked again, but stopped as soon as he followed Jak's gaze. Daxter screeched in alarm as he saw the blood, staining the wall a sickly red colour. "Yuck! Jak, let's get moving. God only knows what did that!" Daxter cried, slapping the back of Jak's head to get his attention away from the gory site. It worked though, which made Daxter sigh in relief. Next thing they knew, they were speeding off outta the stadium region, panic rising inside both of them.

"Well, I think we know now what happened to the disappearing victim," Jak said loudly over the roar of the engine. He heard Daxter cry in fright, and snuggle up close to his head, Jak's hair whipping at him. It had to be true. "It makes perfect sense. Someone's disappeared, and a whole lot of blood is all that's left. Daxter, there's something that's attacking citizens. Even killing them. I mean, there's still no news from the first disappearance. What's not to say that he's no longer walking amongst us?" Jak said, and he heard Daxter gasp in reply.

"You don't think?" the ottsel asked, turning around just to see the stadium area disappear as they took a sharp turn. "But how? Why?" he pressed on, but Jak told him to stay quiet on the topic, until they reached Torn. He would know what to do. He always did.

They spent the next few minutes flying in silence towards the underground. Jak realized that the traffic and people wandering around increased, the further away he got from the stadium. He was also arguing in his mind, whether leaving Keira in her garage was a wise choice. For all he knew, that thing could still be lurking around over there.

"Jak, watch out for the wall!" he heard his friend scream, before Jak came to and noticed that the underground wall was vastly approaching. He turned the handle bars of the zoomer quickly to the side, and slammed on the brakes. Although he had full control for it, he knew the zoomer would slam into the wall anyway. Making his quick decision, he leapt off the seat, and landed hard on the concrete ground, Daxter resting inches from his head. He lifted up his head in time to see the zoomer smack at full force into the wall, and explode, sending pieces of fire and metal to the ground.

"Jak…why?" Daxter asked, getting up slowly, and rubbing his behind. Jak groaned loudly, before sitting up. His head spun around for a few seconds, due to the fast intake of concrete to it. Once his head cleared, he stood up, and turned to see Jinx smirking at him as he came out of the underground passage. He held a cigarette in his hand, as he approached the duo, still getting over the hasty fall.

"Ah, if it isn't Goldilocks," Jinx said, putting the cigarette into his mouth. Jak growled disproving, before brushing some of his hair out his face. Jinx smirked again, before walking swiftly over to a two seater zoomer. He leapt into it, and started it up. A whole lot of black smoke billowed out of the exhaust pipe, but he didn't care. "Come on Blondie. We don't have all day," Jinx snapped, putting the car into gear. Jak took a quick glance at Daxter, before running to the car and leaping in, his orange friend close behind.

"Glad you could make it. Now, you read the map, while I drive," Jinx said, taking another intake of cigarette smoke. Jak wrinkled up his nose in disgust, but picked up the map from the floor of the car anyway. He unfolded it, and saw it was a map of Haven city and the Wasteland. From what he could see, Torn had marked the metal head nest on it.

"Where's Torn?" Jak asked, after realizing that they were moving away from the underground. Jinx cocked his head towards Jak, and grinned. Jak didn't like the look on Jinx's face, but waited for a reply anyway. "Well, he has something to sort out. He can't afford to leave the city, especially after what happened last night," Jinx said thoughtfully, changing heights of the car as they neared the city wall.

"What do you mean?" Jak asked loudly, hanging onto the map tightly as it ruffled around in his grip. How fast they were actually going was a mystery to Jak, but he felt like it were over 100 km/h. It didn't bother him though. Speed gave him a heavenly feeling, so he tried to sit back and enjoy it.

"Geez Jak. You of all people should know. You heard of that attack last night? Apparently it was a civilian or Freedom fighter or someone…don't have a clue. Torn knows of course, but I'm one of the last to know the details. Well, last night, some people witnessed something large lurking about. Thought nothing of it. Next day a Freedom fighter sees this huge, fresh splash of blood on the wall. I'm guessing that whatever was lurking about last night killed that civilian. Makes sense, don't it?" Jinx finished, turning his head to Jak.

Jak sat in thought for the rest of the trip over the city wall and far into the wasteland to the metal head nest. He couldn't get the thought out of his mind. What if that had been Keira last night? He shuddered at the thought, and promised himself to get Keira into the Naughty Ottsel to stay till this had all passed over. There was no way he'd lose Keira to that monster. No way at all.

"You know Jak, I would have thought that new security that we installed ino the boundary walls would keep any unwanted things out, but it seems to have failed. We never did have this problem, did we? Only thing we cared about was that moron Erol allying with the Dark Makers…even then is wasn't anything to panic about, coz Erol is an idiot, and went and got himself killed," Jinx said, cruising the zoomer smoothly across the vast sand below.

"Erol's alive…and he's living with me," Jak muttered, gazing up at Jinx. Jinx's head turned around instantly, to meet the smirking expression on Jak's face. "You serious! Wait till I get my hands on him!" Jinx hissed irritably, gripping the steering wheel so tight that his hands turned white. Jak rolled his eyes, and gazed down below. How far they had actually driven was unknown, because all that they could see was dune after dune of sand. Not even the large chimney of Spargus could be seen, reaching to the sky.

A few minutes had passed, before the car gradually declined speed and height. Jak looked up from his now, fully loaded gun which he was holding, to see a series of rock and dunes scattered around. He lifted an eyebrow, and turned to Jinx, expectantly. "Are you sure this is the place?" he asked, his eyes roaming across the deserted area. Jinx chuckled quietly, and switched off the engine of the zoomer, before leaping out.

Jak figured he'd do the same, and got out too, giving Daxter enough time to scurry onto his shoulder. Once the ottsel was safely holding on, Jak wandered after Jinx, who was heading in the direction of a large dune. They spent a while walking traipsing up the large dune, before they reached the top. When they did however, Jak gasped out in alarm.

"You didn't tell me there was this many!" he spat, his eyes wide in shock as he looked into the huge nest of the metal heads. From what he estimated, more than 300 metal heads were present. Jak noted also, that they enjoyed tearing one another apart. He shuddered as he saw two bigger metal heads, attack and kill a third.

"God, they have the worst lifestyle here," he muttered, pulling out his gun and loading it to peacemaker. "I mean, why would you just…eat your own species? It's sick and wrong," he continued, raising it to shoot. He was met by a hand, placed firmly onto the gun end, forcing it down.

"We can't just shoot them. If they see us, we're toast. You see that large rock over there? Load your gun to plasmite, and shoot at the very top of it," Jinx whispered loudly, pointing to a large rock, about twenty meters away. Jak raised an eyebrow, before doing as he was told. He loaded his plasmite RPG into the ammo mod, and raised it to his eye level. Taking careful aim, he pulled the trigger, and a small, red bomb was shot out, colliding full force into the rock surface.

Jak watched in amazement as the impact caused a mini avalanche, and sent all the sand around and below the rock down into the huge ditch, covering the metal heads completely. He could hear the horrid noises of the metal heads, as they saw daylight for the last time. "See, what did I tell ya? Working with dynamite gives you a few useful pointers, don't it?" Jinx said, slapping Jak on the back. Jak grinned feebly, before strapping his gun onto his back. He was happy that was quick and easy, but he wasn't quite sure whether those metal heads were actually dead or not.

"I think we have enough time to go more metal head killing. Up for it Jak?" Jinx asked, turning to him and smiling broadly. Jak looked up at Jinx, and shrugged. "Whatever. It's like I have nothing better to do anyway," he replied, as he followed Jinx back to the car. They stopped short at the zoomer, and looked at it in horror.

"That…wasn't like that when we left it…was it?" Jinx asked, rubbing his chin in thought. Jak shook his head. "No way was it like this…um Jinx…I think we might have something on our trail," Jak replied, as they both stared at the zoomer's bonnet, which was covered in inch deep scratches.


Corad: Oh no...the pitch forks and flaming torches will come out now. Sorry for leaving it at this spot...it's sort of bad, isn't it? Nyeh, I just hope you guys enjoyed reading it, and again I'm sorry for not updating sooner. If you guys want or have the time to review, that's cool. If not, that's cool too. I'll see ya ppls later, in the next update which hopefully won't be as long, coz it's almost Easter Hols...See ya!