Corad: Finally another chapter...I think a longer chapter this time. Just under 2000 words. Um, thanks everyone for your kind reviews. To Nuitari of the Black Moon, trying to prove that Jak is Damas' son would probably be somewhat pointless, coz ya know how stubborn Damas can be...
Damas: Hey!
Corad: Well, I'm just making a point. We'd all give up before we actually succeeded in uniting you two. Thanks to Salena99 too. Glad you liked Lenna:) She'll appear from time to time, but more frequently towards the end. Thanks to Jaklover also, lol, Skytha's still important. Don't worry about that. She'll be important till the end, and probably soon after. Thinking of writing a certain fic after this one revolving around Sharok's past seeing we don't know much about him coz I suck at explaining things. I had to draw a pic to describe him lol. I'm so lame... Thanks Happy Yaio lover too, yeah Damas saved wolf Jak. You'd think old man Damas would realise it was Jak though, coz he still has his goggles on...(ponders for a bit) nyeh...too hard to think about. Brain's overloading so I'll continue. Also, thankyou to Johnick for the um, 7 reviews lol. I appreciated your time:) I love Samurai Jack too! Especially that episode where Jack meets the scotmans on the bridge. That's my fav ep. Just love it how the Scotsman starts saying "What do ya think of that, Mr Pajama wearing, basket faced, slipper weilding, klipe dreep backle, glitherup, bleetmall, blithering, dominal Jessie, oaf looking stonner, knee plucky shan, milk drinking, soy faced, shill pig nimwhat, snivelling worm, manhoutten lartin, vile stutty callie brink tatty." Oh yeah...gotta love that insult based speech...hey, what do you know! It's on right now, right before Gundum seed! WWHHOOOOHHHHHH! (runs off to watch Samurai Jack)

Damas: She doesn't own this, and never will...this chapter is also kinda corny and lame...especially the lyrics that she wrote. Geez they suck...errr...hi Corad (corad appears behind him about to hit him over the head with a plank of wood) Enjoy guys...(whack)


Chapter 51 - Believe Me Father

"What! Sharok!" Jak shouted in alarm, stumbling back at the name. Damas nodded his head, and sighed deeply.

"Sharok is an old friend of mine Jak. He served by me when I ruled Haven city a long time ago. Although only a young lad back then, his heart was full of pride and honor. Any ruler would love to have a man like that by their side, trust me. But now, since he saved me 18 months ago, he's been nothing but caring towards me. Bringing me food and water to help aid an aging man. Blankets and first aid. He nursed me back to health, and in return, I help his pack."

"You…you saved me…" Jak muttered unconsciously, closing his eyes and seating himself beside Lenna on the ground. The reality of it all coming back to his head. The song the mysterious elf had hummed that night when he was still wolfish. It had been Damas who had saved him. "I can prove it to you I'm your son."

"Jak, not this again. I've lost everything but my friends. My home, my wife and child. They're all gone. Why can't you just accept that?" Damas murmured dryly, his eyes focused on Jak's face in a searching manner.

"You used to hum a song to me when I was a child. I remember it somehow. It was the same song you sung me in the cave that night. When you picked me up in the wasteland and cared for me. Damas, I may not have enough proof, and you obviously don't rely on trust these days…but does this song sound familiar?" Jak began, trying with his heart to find the lyrics inside his memory.

Somewhere deep down he found them. They were haunting lyrics, but at the same time peaceful and majestic.

"Shadows of memories
Pass my dying mind
The thought of your gentle grace
Something I no longer can find
You used to be my guardian
My own angel of love
But your spirit is gone
Your life has vanished
But my memories still live one."

"How do you know that? I used to sing that to my son when he couldn't sleep. My wife cherished that song, and since she passed on during my rule over Spargus, I'd hum it to myself. Just to ease the pain and give me strength as a king. Jak...How?" Damas asked, confused, raising from his seat and strolling over to Jak. He kneeled down before Jak, his piercing gaze eating away at the smaller elf.

"I've told you already Damas. Just please…believe me. I went back in time when I was a young boy. Count Veger had taken me away, and I met a man who took me back to the past. I was destined to fight and destroy Kor, the metal head leader. I grew up in the past, and returned to fulfill my fate. It wasn't until you mentioned your son's amulet…did I realize I was him. Father, just believe me," Jak said softly, his voice cracking. This hurt more that anything. Even when Keira shouted at him that she loved Erol those years back, and when had thought his old man had died. No, this hurt more than anything.

"I…I find it hard to believe…if it is so Jak, you are Mar?" the older elf asked, gripping Jak's shoulders gently. Jak nodded solemnly, keeping his gaze cast down away from Damas' confused expression. He felt this was a lost cause. Damas would not believe him the slightest. He may as well get Jinx home now.

He made a move to get up, but felt tight arms embrace him. "I believe you Jak," Damas whispered, hugging Jak tightly against his chest. Jak smiled in relief, hugging his father in return. "Now Mar..err...Jak…I think you should get your friend home. His broken arm needs a cast and sling," Damas said, after releasing Jak and standing up again. He wondered over to Jinx, and began prodding him to get him up.

"Father, come back with me. You could live in Haven, in the Palace when it's restored. You could rule the city once more! Will you come?" the younger elf asked, feeling his hopes rise up. The old man however just shook his head, and helped Jinx sit up.

"I belong here, with the pack Jak. I cannot return to another city. Not even Spargus. I've heard Sig is the king now. Good for him. But I'm sorry Jak. You'll know where to find me if you ever want to chat," he replied, helping the worn fighter to his feet. Jak felt slightly crushed, but wandered over to Jinx and slung his arm over his own shoulders.

"Make sure he gets home in one piece. Oh…and thank you…Mar," Damas added quietly, patting his son lightly on the back. Jak smiled warmly up at him, and heaved Jinx's weight onto his shoulder. Now supporting Jinx firmly, he made his way slowly out the cave, Lenna following behind as a wolf to keep their trip back to hellcat safe. Once they reached the vehicle, Jak lowered Jinx slowly into the passenger seat, and turned to Lenna.

"Thanks. Sorry about…you know, aiming my gun at you before," Jak muttered sheepishly, getting in and strapping himself into the hellcat. Lenna laughed at him, her face gentle.

"It's ok Jak. I know what it's like to be approached by a stranger. And of course, my wolf form didn't help. I just morphed as a precaution. I'm stronger this way," Lenna replied. Jak thanked her again, before hovering the hellcat a few meters above the ground.

"I'll see you later, Lenna!" Jak shouted out, putting the hellcat into turbo drive and speeding off to find Erol. Lenna stood back, and watched Jak disappear over the dunes. She had a nagging feeling to follow him, just to see her old friend again. Even see city life for the first time in years. Deciding to go ahead, she began running through the sand, her paws leaving fine prints behind her. Flapping her wings, she rose and soared low to the ground, her intention to follow Jak without being noticed by the blonde.

Up ahead, Jak kept peering over at Jinx, who was slouching beside him. His face looked fazed but bored, and his broken arm lay uselessly on his chest, his left arm supporting it.

"How'd that happen anyway?" Jak asked suddenly, feeling like an idiot once it'd left his mouth. Jinx flickered his eyes to Jak, and sighed in agitation.

"Wolf did it. One of them wolves rammed into my side when I was busy taking the other one out. My arm snapped, but at least my ribs were safe," Jinx replied, smiling awkwardly. Jak nodded to show he understood, and searched the ground below for a sign of Erol.

He hoped his ex commander friend was still living and breathing, but he had been outnumbered, with six to one. The chances that he was seemed slim.

"Is that him down there?" Jinx asked abruptly, and Jak glanced down to the ground. Sure thing, Erol was in the sand, lying on his side.

"Um, good spotting there…Jinx…" Jak muttered, landing the hellcat and running over to Erol's side. He started calling out his name, and smiled in relief when Erol began stirring.

"Finally made it back, Jak…" Erol said hoarsely, sitting up and looking around. Jak stopped beside him, and looked around too, only now spotting the 6 six wolves from before. All dead with blood splattered everywhere.

"Way to massacre," Jak said in shock, giving Erol uneasy looks as he held his hand out timidly. Erol took hold, and Jak managed to hoist him up to his feet. "Did you do all this?"

"My dark side did Jak. It's a menace to encounter. Unfortunately for those wolves, they'd angered me, therefore angering the dark eco pulsing through my veins…hidden…" Erol growled, stumbling forward to the hellcat. Jak followed him, and heard the ex commander snort at something.

"You actually found him? Where was he? Ha, with your father?" Erol laughed jokingly, climbing onto the small roof of the hellcat where he crouched in an odd position.

"Tell you the truth, he was. He has a broken arm though, and keeps coming and going. Not sure if it's the pain in his arm or what," Jak replied, slipping into the seat and looking up at Erol on the roof. "You safe up there? I'm sure you'll fit in the passenger seat with Jinx," Jak suggested, but Erol scowled down at him.

"I don't share seats, Jak. Besides, best give him the space. I don't want him to have a fit or anything and throw me out the hellcat. I have good balance thanks to racing. I'll be fine up here," Erol said back, gripping the metal bars of the roof tightly.

Jak nodded in return, and flicked the hellcat alive which began to rise above the sandy ground. Grains of sand were thrown high into the air around them, so Jak increased the height and moved the hellcat at a slower pace back to the city.

"I'm glad you're alive," Jak muttered without thinking, his eyes focused on the dunes ahead of them. Erol glanced down at the blonde, a confused look spread across his tired and worn face.

"Did I hear correctly? You're glad I'm alive?" Erol asked, his voice carrying off with the wind billowing in their faces.

"Well, you did save me. It wouldn't be right if you sacrificed yourself to save me," the blonde replied, daring to increase his speed a little more. Erol tightened his grip as his body swayed backwards, and growled something in return under his breath.

"So, you found Damas did you? Where is he now?" Erol changed the subject, his eyes now scanning the endless sand dunes ahead of them. Jak let out a long sigh, and sat back in his seat.

"He refused to come along. I told him we'd rule Haven together, and he'd live like a king in the Palace when it's completed, but he just said no. Denied the luxury of city living and claimed it was his duty to protect the wolves. Took me a fair go to make him believe that I am Mar. At first he rejected the thought, and called me a liar. That bit hurt," Jak murmured, Erol listening intently above him on the roof.

"I see…we can't seem to change old guys' minds, can we? Baron Praxis was the same. Tried to persuade him sending my army in was the best cause to destroy the metal head leader. My army could have taken him, but Praxis…" Erol hissed, his eyes narrowing in what Jak saw as loathing.

"I remember that Erol. Torn wanted some more info about the Baron's next move, but he never figured on sending me to the Palace. Rage of fit as a thanks," Jak laughed, waking Jinx up from his dazed out period.

"Where are we Jak?" he inquired, his eyes looking blankly towards him.

"I'm taking you to the Underground. I'm sure Torn or somebody can fix your arm. It needs to be put in a cast," Jak replied simply. Jinx groaned in return, resting his head on the seat and looking out among the sand and rocks. They were now passing the occasional tree and metal head, but neither Jak nor Erol thought they posed a threat, hence leaving them to live.

After what seemed like an endless journey full of silence, the city walls were ahead, and approaching fast.

"Now we can all be relieved," Erol muttered out, leaning over to peer down at Jinx. He was once again asleep, still cradling his swollen arm.


Corad: Hey, what do you know...Damas actually did believe Jak...what's this world coming too? (looks out window to see Praxis driving mower past it) Figures...yeah, I know part of that was lame. Maybe I was in that sort of lame mood. I wrote another idiotic song but deleted it coz man, that one was the suckiest peice of suck that ever sucked (don't own that quote) so I wrote another song which was just as bad. Maybe I should just stick to drawing...I didn't leave it at a cliffy! That's a first lol. Errr...if you wanna review, then go ahead, if not, then you do whatever you were doing before ya read this chapter...sounds easy enough. See yas all later:)