! Just found a mistake in my previous chapter: Any mention of the 'Power Station' should actually be 'Pumping Station'! Sorry for the confusion!


Chapter 12

The water was choppy from the storm's gusts and standing too close to the boat-like craft's sides would only succeed in being more thoroughly soaked by the sea water.

Jak and Keira had relocated from the bow to below deck in an effort to dry off some. Keira held onto Jak's left hand firmly, not wanting to let go. He knew she was nervous to go back, even though the threat of Errol was gone. Haven was a dank, dirty, and tough residence and to live there was a constant struggle, he knew as well as her.


An hour after their departure, they were reaching the half-way point of the sea. Because Jak was privileged enough to be sharing a boat with King Damas, he was called to an on-board meeting, along with several of Spargus' 'war consultants' as well as spies that had been on recent reconnaissance missions to Haven City.

The plan was simple enough, except for the luck and stealth needed for the success of it. The reliance on the Underground Resistance, too, was key. For several members were to disguise themselves in the 'borrowed' armor of some unfortunate KG's and pretend to patrol the area that the Wastelands were to invade to deal the final death-blow to Haven by pure supremacy and strength.


An hour before the planned landing, Jak led Keira into a small room, designated for his private use. He had hardly turned the lock on the door before she wrapped her arms tightly around his torso and caught him in fervent kiss. They stood there for a moment, indulging in the sweetness of each other's mouths before they stopped to stare at each other.

Keira's eyes watered and she dropped her eyes from his intense gaze. She knew she would go no further than the city entrance gates when they landed. The young mechanic would only watch as her love left, hoping he would survive the fight.

"You know I have to do this, right? For you and me," he held up her chin with his index finger as he spoke, wiping away a tear that had slid down her pale cheek with a calloused hand.

Nodding, she choked back a sob, and pulled him into a desperate kiss. Jak ran his hand up under her shirt, relishing in the warmth radiating from her skin.

The former fugitive allowed the aqua haired female to undo the belts and buckles of his armor, letting it fall to the floor with a metallic clang. He then proceeded to remove his own shirt hastily, not wanting to part their already kiss-swollen lips for a moment longer than necessary.

Soon enough, clothing was no longer an issue for either of the young lovers. Consummating their love for each other on the rocking craft was no easy task, but they made love as if it was for the last time.


Jak emerged from the room, re-armored and a bit disheveled to discover that the Pumping Station was in sight. They would soon meet Torn and Daxter on the other side of the city entrance gate once Keira opened it for them.

Walking towards the front of the boat, he noticed King Damas, too, was watching the growing metal windmill as the boat neared it.

"This sector controls the city's water supply of fresh water. Just before I came to Spargus, the Baron had the supply shut of to a poor sector called The Slums." Jak said silently as he joined Damas at the bow.

"For what reason?" The King inquired, an obvious note of disgust lingering in his voice.

"To try and find the Underground….A way to try and flush us out of hiding….Hundreds died." Jak looked down solemnly, remembering how much more impoverished the already disastrous Slums' sector had become after Praxis' despicable tactic.

Jogging Jak out of his momentary melancholy, the slight feeling of metal scraping the sandy bottom of the shore alerted him that they had reached their destination. Since they were able to come ashore without setting off any alarms, it showed them that the Underground has kept one of their parts by turning off the alarm-robots that monitored the water surrounding the Pumping Station for movement.

The storm on the sea had calmed down slightly, but torrents of rain continued to fall from the heavens above. The soggy beach made for poor conditions and hindered the unloading of the Spargain contingent, but it wasn't long before Keira, wrench in hand, following Jak, Damas and a small legion of guards to the gate. Nimbly as one can with a wrench, she tweaked the cogs and wheels of the automated entrance so as to open it silently within ten minutes. The young couple held a mutual look of concern, silently wishing each other luck before they shared a quick kiss and Jak disappeared in the throng of Wastelanders as they invaded Haven City.


:Sigh of Relief: