True Origins Revealed

Janovah awoke the next morning to a great deal of noise outside. The village had gone into full work mode, everybody doing some kind of chore. Janovah headed outside, get a face full of bright desert sun. She was approached by a small group. Two men and three women. The one in front, a woman, began, "Janovah, usually we would have you work with the rest...however, we feel that your services could be in a much different department. You see, inside the palace of Haven City, far beneath the palace there is a hidden city, a city of the last alliance of the precursors. I have heard you have been there before...Deep inside this city, far beneath the ocean, there was an island that once stood. On this island is a pool of Dark Eco, and near it, is an artifact...an artifact that could change the course of the future. Long ago it was broken free when your own father defeated a monster. Inside of it was a coin, containing perfect eco for the true chosen one to use." Janovah turned her attention from the speaker momentarily. She whispered, "The weapon...the one I used to defeat Rin, the missing part to the seal of Mar."

The woman nodded. She continued, "You must deliver it to a dig site, an old dig site, far beneath the ground. Hidden in an old shack. To find the holt cavern there is a series of clues, and after you deliver it, you must activate the Array of Trials, built by Damas himself." Janovah smiled. "Ah, I remember those things. Big pain in the butt. Literally." The woman finished by saying, "We will supply you with a transport to get there, so please, this way." The group lead her out of the villiage to a small garage. Inside was small, and filled with floating vehicles, with no wheels. "Hovercraft," Janovah said in observation. Next to a large one, Torn said, "We have to bring back some of these with us." He was loading some weapons and gear into a large, bullet-shaped hovercraft.

Soon, everything was ready to go, and Janovah, Torn, Keira, Kat, Vynn, and Maia got on board. Kat and Keira got in the cockpit, and the craft began moving. Inside where Janovah was, were bunk beds and and various computers and maps. Past another door was a dining area for food. As Maia and Torn headed into the back for food, Vynn said, "It will take us some time to reach Haven City." Janovah looked up, and said, "Yeah, well, what about my son? Nobody seems terribly concerned at the moment." Vynn replied, "Oh, hasn't anybody told you? Your son is prisoner. To your father...he wants something from you." Janovah looked back down as Vynn headed back to join the others.

Vynn approached Maia and Torn in the backroom. "I have spoken to the fates." Maia rolled her eyes, and Torn looked up at the strange woman. "I have unfortunate news...but we all know it is true...this journey will be her last." Torn raised an eyebrow, and said, "Yeah, we win, we go home, the end? What's so bad about that?" Maia smacked Torn's shoulder and said, "What nun lady means is that she's going to DIE, you idiot!" Torn shook his head in disbelief. "I...I...I refuse to believe that..."

Elsewhere...

"Grandpa, what's going on?" said a little red-haired boy. He was seven years old, the son of Janovah. Jak approached the boy, with a murderous look. The boy backed up slowly in fear. Jak reached for his pistol in his holster. "Grandpa...what are you doing?" Jak took his aim on his prey...

BAM. BAM. BAM.

His heart beat with every pull of the trigger, until the heir of Haven was no more. The boy's blood flowed down the hall, staining the metal floor and walls. Just then, he heard the voice of his friend, Daxter. "Jak, buddy...are you...Jak...oh my god...what did you do?" Jak spoke without moving, his face unphased, His pistol still facing the dead boy's body. "People like them stand in my way...she is not my daughter. I don't have the same blood...the same...weakness." Daxter shook his head. "I don't know you anymore. You're crazy! You're so obsessed with avenging your dad you're killing everyone! You've joined the very thing that destroyed him!" Jak turned around, and stared angerly. "If you will not stay loyal to me, then you will die as well." Daxter's ears dropped, and he began backing slowly away.

"Jak...I'm your pal...remember...? Please...Jak NO!"

BAM. BAM. BAM.

He shot him again and again, his bloody murder stained upon his hands. He dropped his gun and fell to his knees. His hair began to darken until it was black, and his skin turned deathly white.

Rin was born.