Corad: Hi guys (does nervous wave) I know it's been a while since my last update. I've had a week of exams, my graduation and schoolies week lol. So, I've been a tad busy. Sorry though for the late update. I've left school...and I can't go back ;.; I'm missing it already (collapses on ground screaming)
Sharok: She's just getting over some "trauma" right now, so thanks to everyone who reviewed. To JakLover...thanks for drawing a pic of Simron. I'm not sure what color eyes he has, so you can decide if you haven't already. And on with the story...don't own, never will.
Chapter 43 – Seem and Samos' lecture
Jak jumped at the sudden voice, and spun around, meeting the dark eyes belonging to Seem. "I need to talk to you Jak. Samos and I have been watching the change of the city and wasteland. Together we have found some answers, which we think you may need," she continued, taking light steps towards the rock and seating herself beside Jak.
Seem put her hands together, and whispered something under her breath. "Jak, we have both felt something coming. We have both had a sense our peaceful lives will once again be shattered," Samos muttered, gazing deeply into the distance, his walking stick leaning against his short legs.
Seem turned her white face to Jak, and took hold of his arm, lifting up his sleeve to reveal his scar. "The bite of the wolf. Very dangerous, yet very desirable," she said, placing her fingers onto Jak's healing bite. Jak winced at the iciness of her touch, but she continued to hold him.
"You have a power inside of you that we all lust for. You have the key to two worlds, through one mind and body. You are as strong as you'll ever be chosen one," she continued on, looking into Jak's eyes. Jak became a little uneasy at the spiritual tone of her voice, and began to shudder. Sensing this, Seem let go of Jak's arm, and he was free to pull down his sleeve.
He glanced quickly at Seem who had once again placed her hands together, and was murmuring chants under her breath. "Jak, we called you here to discuss your wolfish side, along with our findings," Samos said, turning his green face to Jak.
"Lately, I've been monitoring behavior around the Monk Temple. My monks and I gather for meetings there every few days to discuss the running of the spirits and precursor artifacts we may dig up. But recently we've seen a new life-force living within the sacred ground. We've seen wolves prowling around close by on our travels to and from, and only last night did I discover their pack settled inside," Seem said softly, her eyes turned to Jak, surveying him closely.
Jak nodded to show he understood, and waited for more information from either of the two. Silence flooded around them however, making his heart drop a little. "So, why have you asked me to join this 'party'?" Jak snapped, leaning over his knees and resting his head in his hands.
"We think the wolves have moved closer to the city, closer to elf populations. Although it is only us monks who visit the temple, they take no heed to us. They may not feel threatened by our company, but amongst my fellow monks and myself, I fear they have moved inwards, to hunt for elves. I've seen many wolves in my travels across the far wasteland. I've seen how they fly through the sky, seen how they hunt. They pick off weak elves caught in the middle of the desert. Some say they are the guardians of the wasteland, granting eternal life to those who are in pain and wish simply to die." Jak raised an eyebrow at her, trying to understand clearly what he was hearing.
"You're saying they eat weak elves in the desert? How can they be called guardians then? If they kill our race?" he shot out, gritting his teeth. Seem cast her gaze across the forest, and sighed lightly.
"Jak, when you've been out in the wasteland for days…no food, no water…and you're dying, most of us would want to die. To just get it over and done with. Wolves grant them that wish. They destroy those who are too weak to live on. But, I'm fearing they have targeted us for more than that…" she whispered, closing her eyes. Jak gave her a disturbed look, and glanced to his other side at Samos.
"That's right my boy. Wolves are remarkably intelligent, and they seem to have revenge set against us. Why, I am unsure, but we need to settle this soon. Next time you morph, find a true wolf. Ask for answers, and deliver any necessary information to us. Our survival depends on it Jak," Samos muttered, before making a move to stand up. He staggered slightly, before leaning on his walking staff.
"We will talk more soon chosen one. Until then, clear your mind, control your body and protect those closest to you," Seem whispered, standing up also. Jak stayed seated, watching as the two others made their way slowly down the path and through the entrance in the stone wall.
"Clear my mind…control my body…protect those closet to you? What does that mean!" Jak cried out, smashing his fist into the rock, which caused him to yelp out in pain. Growling, he stood from the rock, and pulled out his gun once more. He began to take hurried steps the way Samos and Seem had just passed by, but stopped dead in his tracks, a low muttering filling his ears.
"You have it?"
"No…I couldn't get it from him."
"Failure…fine, go back to the wasteland. Wait for my call before you come again."
Jak slid his back close to the rock wall, and peered down the small tunnel. He couldn't see anything, so inched down the tunnel slowly, his gun gripped so tightly in his hands, sweat was covering the handle. He took a deep breath, and held it as he poked his head out the tunnel, and glanced around. He couldn't see anyone, and waited a few more minutes until he was sure whatever had spoken was gone.
He dashed quickly towards the platform to take him back across the small gorge, and stepped onto it, panting faintly. He turned back, and saw a flash of grey run through the trees, before the platform took him too far away to see anymore.
Once the platform had reached the other side, Jak leapt from it, and ran quickly to the door, relief gathering inside as he saw the city again. He didn't want to be in the forest with what he thought was a wolf, especially seeing he was alone. He couldn't understand what a wolf was doing inside the forest, but intended to shut his mind from it until he got back in the comfort of his bar. Maybe telling Daxter would help ease his nerves.
Running down the ramp from the Haven forest doors, he leapt onto a zoomer, and flew it across the citizens below. He felt a little more relaxed heading away from the forest, and began humming to himself to pass the boring time it would take to arrive back at the Naughty Ottsel. Not before long, he could see the Port up ahead, and steered the zoomer left as he flew to the port path.
Jak landed the zoomer smoothly outside the bar, and switched off the engine, before getting slowly off the seat and walking to the door. He waited patiently for it to click open and slide along the railings, before he stepped inside, and glanced around.
He could hear voices muttering peacefully, and walked further into the bar, looking in each booth to see who was here. He stopped dead at the sight of Skytha and Erol having a relaxed conversation in his booth.
"Jak, nice to see you," Erol sneered, his face smiling in a mocking way.
"Nice to see you too," Jak replied sarcastically, and looked at Skytha, who was preoccupied with adjusting her glove. Jak rolled his eyes and headed over to the stools, before collapsing on one and resting his head on the counter.
"You two seem to be getting close," Jak growled, putting his arms over his head. He heard Erol laugh quietly, before he heard movement and was approached by Skytha, who sat down beside him.
"I've been apologizing to him, that's all. Felt bad about scratching his hand before, so decided to make it up to him. I think he's accepted my apology," she said softly, hoping Erol couldn't hear her. Jak grunted in return, not in the mood to play dumb.
"I was wondering…are we still on for tonight? You still wanna practice controlling your wolf mind?" she asked, leaning closer to him. Jak raised his flushed face, and smiled at her, before nodding.
"I need to practice, yes…also need some sleep too. Don't get too fond of Erol Sky. I'm not sure if he's completely one of us yet," Jak murmured, but was interjected by her.
"If you say you can't trust Erol yet, then what about me? I'm a suspect remember," she snapped, standing up from her stool and looking down at Jak.
"Yeah, I know…but…I can just trust you alright. Erol, he's tried to kill me so many times. This may be just another attempt at my murder," Jak said blankly, before standing himself and turning to leave upstairs. Skytha laughed behind him, and he turned around to see her looking at Erol making a tower out of match stick boxes.
"How can that be evil? Maybe you should get to know him more…trust him, and you may find he's not what you think he is. Remember, meet me at Dead Town before nightfall," she said, before heading back over to Erol. Jak watched Erol place another box on top of his tower, before it fell down ad he cursed loudly at it. After that, he started remaking it.
Sighing in defeat, Jak headed up the stairs to get some rest before his meeting with Skytha.
Sharok: Corad hopes that was ok for everyone. She's been dragged off coz she was scaring everyone. If you think she deserves a review after such a long time in updating, then go for it. If not, then I wouldn't blame ya. I'd be the same. Now, depending on her screaming fit down the hall, she'll update whenever she can. Which, with a bit of luck...won't be as long as just then. See ya guys.
