FINALLY stupid let me update. lol I've been done with this chapter for a while. AJMS you've been waiting for this one, believe me. lol DON'T SCROLL DOWN. READ. Ok, here it is:-P
At the newly decorated Naughty Ottsil, Jak sat at the bar and drank something light. He was there alone. The blonde told me that he needed time to think. A week had past, and the last race was tomorrow. Razer decided to hold Derrick back from the crime of murdering me. The rest of us were still in Kras City, keeping our heads up high in hope for winning. My head popped up on the holo-projector behind him.
"Jak." I said. He got up and walked over. "Yeah?" He said quietly. "Please come to the party." I begged. He looked down, "I told you. I need to have some time to think."
"What is there to think about?"
"The race! You'd be pretty pressured to, if people depended on you to save everybody's life for the 4th time!"
"That doesn't mean you can't gather with friends!"
"Laona, I need some time alone, why can't that get through your head?!"
"Fine! Be with yourself, then. I don't care anymore." I spat.
Heh. Our first argument. We weren't even in the same room, either! I put my portable holo-communicator away, and went back into the main area. Music was playing, and there was a little potluck. The room was large, and circular. It was our home room, where racers could group up, waiting for time to get on the track to begin a race. We could see one of the bigger racing tracks outside, in a large window. A large television sat in the room, where you could play video games, or do anything else. Everyone heard the argument from the other room, and they all looked at me, as I picked Marvin up from his portable cradle. I blinked. "What." I said flatly. Daxter scratched his head, and leaped on my shoulder.
"Jak's not in the best mood right now. Best not to push it on him."
I sighed, "Sorry. Bad habit. I hate it when things don't go my way sometimes." Torn walked toward me, and put his hands on his hips, looking at me. "You can't make anyone do anything they don't want to do." He stated. I cocked my eyebrow.
"Oh really? Who was the one who finally talked me into racing when I didn't want to?"
He knew I was referring to him.
He grinned, and turned away, getting some punch. I sat on the couch, tired. I didn't really have much sleep last night. I was out visiting Errol, updating him with information. Kiera and Ashlin followed, sitting across from me. Ashlin smiled, seeing Marvin. "May I hold him?" She asked. I nodded, and gave him to her gently. She cradled him, and I smiled, seeing how good she was with children. Torn was on his way out until there was a knock. He pushed a button to see who it was. Razer.
He pressed another button so he could speak, "You have no business here, Razer."
He grinned, and pressed the outside button so he could speak, "I just want a little word with Laona."
"You don't need to speak with her." Torn defended.
"Will you ask her for permission to speak to her? You can't protect her from me forever."
A long moment that seemed to go on forever passed.
"Fine." He spat.
"Laona." Torn said across the room. He caught my attention, and he gestured for me to follow him out the door. I got up and walked out into the small area between the room, and the hallway (for safety precautions) to meet with him. "What is it, Torn?" I asked.
"Razer wants to have a word with you. I can chase him away for you."
Laona. It's Errol. Listen to me.
I paused, hearing Errol strangely in my thoughts. Torn waited for my response. I finally spoke up. "Its ok." I said.
Whatever my brother says to you, don't let him get to you.
Errol?
Yes?
How did you get in my head?!
Lets just say I'm your involuntary conscience. Another feature of being dead.
Show off.
Oh hush.
"Ok. But I'll stand by, just in case." He said, as I walked past him, and opened the door. Razer backed away, with his hands behind his back letting me stand beside him. Torn closed the door, but kept watch. I knew he was watching, and looked straight into the camera. "Don't eavesdrop. It's not nice." I stated.
Torn's always been spying on people. That's why I don't like him.
Errol.
Yes?
Be nice.
Now you hush!
Torn rolled his eyes, and turned it off. "What is it you want, Razer." I sighed. "I came to apologize." He said in a heavy French accent.
He's lying.
I blinked. "For what?" I asked curiously. He scratched his pitch black hair. "For my performance after the race on the track, after I came in second place. I simply over reacted." Razer said, putting his arm down. I looked at him a little funny, but accepted his apology. "Ook then. Is that all?" I asked. "Yes, but now personally I'm curious about something."
"Yeah?"
He studied how I looked at him, and dropped his chin down slightly. "Recently my sources have told me you and your friends have been poisoned by Crew's special vintage. Is this true?" I glared at him, "If we are...?"
Laona. He has the antidote.
What?!
Razer grinned, and stood up straight.
"That's just what I wanted to hear."
Get out of there. He's up to something.
"Since you're satisfied, I'm going to go now." I said, gesturing towards the door. He stopped me. "No, I insist we talk a little more deeper into the situation." He edged. I shook my head, "My problems are none of your concern. Leave." I said lowly. A grin found its way onto his face.
"Oh really?"
"Yes really."
He moved closer to me. "Are you forgetting something?" He asked in a sly tone, opening his coat, revealing the antidote. I glanced down at it, then back at him.
"What do you want."
"A trade."
Get your gun.
"A trade of what." He widely grinned, and looked at me closely up and down, then spok. "Sell yourself to me, and you'll have all the antidote you want, baby." He said softly.
This guy's a real piss off! Errol, your brother has bigger issues than when you were a cybornetic maniac wanting to destroy the planet!
HEY. I wasn't that crazy. But I agree with you. You can tell we're brothers, but I wouldn't go this low.
I grinned, faking to seem interested to destract him as I reached my gun, and slowly put it to the side of his head where he couldn't see it.
"How 'bout toni-" He started to say, until he heard a click, and a loud high pitched ring, getting louder and louder. It was the charge of the gun on the side of his head. He frowned, and sighed, feeling caught.
"Put your hands behind your head." I growled.
He hesitated.
"NOW." I snapped coldly. He quickly did what he was told. I took the antidote, and put it in my pocket.
"You know you want me." He grinned after a moment. I pressed the gun against his head. "Shut up." I spat. Then I grinned, just to put it out there, "Your brother was more cunning than your pathetic hide. Your face reminds me of yackow sh-t."
Oh thank you.
Don't mention it.
Why would I do that?
I'm teasing you.
I know.
He rolled his eyes, and sighed. Before I was able to reach out for my communicator, a few officers walked by, and saw what was going on. They took him in custody, on account of sexual harassment. I didn't mention the antidote. About 10 minutes later, Daxter said he didn't feel very good. Everyone got worried that it was a sign of the poison. I went out of the room, and into the hallway. Errol startled me by appearing out of nowhere in front of me.
"Dude!" I said quietly. He grinned, and nearly laughed.
"Being a wondering spirit has its benefits."
I rolled my eyes, smiling. He sensed someone coming, and vanished. I turned my head, trying to find where he went. "Hey." Derrick said behind me. I turned to look at him.
"Don't you have to be somewhere, son?"
He had his hands behind his back. He was holding the dagger Razer had given him.
"I heard Razer was arrested. With what he said, he was merely flirting."
I crossed my arms.
"I don't call asking me to be a slut for one night flirting."
"Daxter's dying." The boy commented.
"You know?" I frowned. He nodded innocently.
Something's fishy about this boy.
Daxter fell off Jak's shoulder onto the hard ground before Jak was able to catch him. "Jak. I really don't feel good." He groaned. Ashlin frowned. "Me neither." She said. Within a moment, she started falling until Torn caught her. Jak started to panic, as everyone was starting to drop. Kiera was next.
Baby Marvin started to cry, and Torn gritted his teeth, and gave up falling. The blonde found he was the only one standing. He started running towards the door, with a heavy sweat. He opened it, then fell.
"Laona!" He yelled dryly.
I started to feel weak.
OMG the poison!!
"Something wrong?" Derrick grinned. He was poisoned two weeks prior of when we were, so he felt fine. I grunted, leaning against the door. "Let me take you out of your misery!" He snapped, stabbing me in the gut as at the same time, Errol popped up and witnessed the attack. I opened my mouth, as if to say something, but nothing came out but blood.
I'm gonna die anyway. I should've spoken sooner about the antidote. I forgot I had it.
My mind went blank. The only things I could think about was the pain, how I was going to be permanately joining Errol, and more pain.
"Laona!" Errol nearly cried.
When Derrick took the blade out, I fell on my knees, then curled up into a ball, slowly dieing. Derrick's deep angry purple eyes met the former KG colonel's outraged caramel ones. Derrick tried to attack him, seeing that he looked alive. The blade simply went through him as if he wasn't there. The boy was suddenly frightened, as Errol walked foreword.
"What the f-k!" He panicked.
As he started to run, Errol chased after him, and with his anger raging through his spiritual state, whipped through Derrick's head, and he passed out. The red head glared for a moment at the boy who stabbed me. "I should kill you. Maybe I will. Yes." He slashed through the boy's heart. He was dead. Errol quickly went back to me. I was unconscious. Franticly, with only the hope of me and my friends to live, he got the antidote, and spread it to everybody quickly. Errol came back to me, and made sure I wasn't lingered anywhere like when he takes me out of my body. If I was lingering, that meant I was dead. He put the antidote in my body last, and hoped for the best.
Jak slowly opened his eyes, and had trouble focusing on what was around him. He stood up, and watched everybody come back to life. Ashlin moaned, suddenly noticing he was laying on top of Torn. She opened her eyes, and sat up. Torn's eyes were open, but he still was just laying there. Concerned, Ashlin asked, "Torn?" She felt his hand on her back.
"I'm fine." He finally spoke. Kiera sat up, and looked around, then got up. "That was close." She coughed, scratching her head. Daxter was the last to come to, and Jak picked him up. He found a grip on his arm, and looked at his friend. "What happened?" He asked. "I don't know." Jak said truthfully.
"Laona needs serious medical care immediately." Errol suddenly said out of nowhere, popping up. Everybody stared.
"Errol?!" Daxter exclaimed.
"I'm having a mental break down.." Jak said, holding his head.
"No, the poison is making us think Errol's here." Torn said.
"NO. I'm not a figment of your imagination. Trust me on this!" Jak cocked his eyebrow.
"Prove it."
"You're a dick." Errol said. Jak and Torn turned to look at each other for a quick moment. The blonde turned to the red head.
"Yep thats Errol." Jak and Torn followed Errol out the door, of course he got there quicker because he could go through walls. Everyone else ran after them later when Jak and Torn found me stabbed in the abdomen.
I woke up, but I was too tired to just open my eyes. I heard voices.
"So you're thinking about giving up Marvin to an adoption place?"
"Yeah, but I'm going to have to make sure it's ok with Laona."
"Why do you want to give him up?"
"In case you don't know, Marvin is actually Derrick 17 years in the future."
"Wait. Marvin is Derrick?"
"Yep."
"I heard Errol killed that boy."
"Yeah, I wonder how."
"When you're dead, you have those kinds of powers."
That voice caught my attention. It was Errol's. The room grew cold and dead silent other than a beeping monitor showing my heart rate. I opened my eyes, and turned my head to see everybody. There was just Jak, Torn, Errol, Ashlin, and Daxter.
"How is she holding up?"
I opened my eyes, and raised my head to see him. Our eyes met.
"She's up." He informed as he walked up to me. Jak stood up, and walked through Errol, almost standing in the exact spot he was. Errol frowned, and started to rearrange Jak's organs. Jak growled, "Stop that!" "Don't walk through me then!" Errol complained. I sat up. "Guys, quit fighting." I said. Torn stood up, surprised to see I could sit up from being stabbed just a few hours ago. I noticed that I was completely healed, and put one hand to my abdomen.
"I used my light powers to heal you." Jak said, kneeling down and holding my hand. "Everything's gonna be fine now." I looked down at our hands. Errol disappeared again. I looked at Jak. "You're wanting to give away our child?" I asked, not believing it. Jak frowned. "Babe, see what will happen to you when he's 17?"
"That won't change much of anything."
"Laona." Jak pushed. I looked away. "Please, Jak. No."
Jak moved closer, and kissed me between the side of my lips and cheek.
This doesn't feel right.
What doesn't.
You're everywhere. Why are you in my head again?
I just wanted to see how you react to Jak's touch.
I feel betrayal.
I love you. Jak's more of a friend now. Oops that slipped-
::slight chuckle:: That's why. You can't control your thoughts, Laona.
Errol left my head, and appeared once again. He grinned. Jak turned his head to look at him. "What did you do?" Jak asked. Errol merely just grinned widely. "Nothing." Was his reply. Suddenly, a precursor appeared. Everyone stared in awe. The precursor looked at everyone. "I'd like to have everyone leave the room, except Errol and Laona. Jak stood up.
"I'd like to have special permission. I am the ere to Mar, and I believe I have a right to stay."
A moment passed.
"I do not like to repeat myself."
Jak frowned, and walked out just as everyone else did. The precursor used an unseen force to close the door and lock it.
"Errol, you have done a great deed. You have saved Laona's life, and her friends lives as well. With that, we have deeply thought about giving you the ultimate reward in saving several lives that wasn't yours to save."
His eyes brightened up in anticipation. I smiled, looking at him. I knew what was going to happen. We both knew.
"Errol, we grant you the wish of new life. Becoming alive and well, once more."
I became so happy, my heart raced and the beeping from the monitor increased. I took off my tags, and the monitor beeped as if I was dead. It was so annoying I turned it off. "Step foreword into the light." The precursor ordered Errol. He did as he was told, and he was lifted up in the air. He started to glow, and it got brighter and brighter, until it was blinding. Suddenly, it dimmed and he fell heavily onto the ground. Suddenly, he was wearing a deep blue jumpsuit with white stripes on his pants. He looked around the room, and his eyes met mine. All of his krimson tattoos were gone. His body was pure. No blemishes, either. A miracle.
"Laona." The precursor said, catching my attention.
"Rise."
I stood up.
"Errol."
He looked at the Precursor.
"Rise." He stood up. With an invisible force, the Precursor had us stand in front of each other, and cup our hands together. "I believe with love so strong, Jak isn't to be yours, Laona. This is where you belong." I looked at the precursor, then looked down, smiling. "You're absolutely right." I said softly, leaning in on Errol. He wrapped his arms around me. "Live long and prosper. I leave you now." The precursor said with its last words, vanishing in mid air.
Suddenly, I had the urge do kiss him, and I did. It was long and loving. After we parted, he said, "We're on the same boat again." I smiled, "I've never been this happy my whole life time." "Now since I've experienced death... I'm beginning to appreciate life now." Errol commented. I hugged him with a squeeze. He held me close. After I let go, I whispered into his ear, "Please don't ever try to do a stupid stunt in killing yourself over nothing ever again."
"Never." He grinned.
When we left the room, everyone came to our attention. Errol walked up to Jak, and let out his hand. "Jak, I want to apologise." He said. "For what?" The blonde asked suspiciously. What could you expect?? Back then he was a cold blooded killer. Jak never forgot those horrible memories in prison.
"Everything. Tourment in prison. Nearly destroying the planet." He leaned in. "Being better looking." He grinned, just to add in and rub in his face. Jak didn't find it funny, but he shook his hand in acceptance. I couldn't help but laugh. "Lets all just go home." Daxter popped up, surprisingly on Errol's shoulder.
I blinked, and without hesitation walked behind Errol and wrapped my arms around his waist. I didn't care if Jak was looking. He glared at me out of confusion. He already knew I was attracted to him, but it was another thing if I was married to him. All I did was grin, teasing him.
So... What'cha think, AJMS? I just had to get rid of Derrick. He became annoying. ...!!! MAYBE... no. YES... no... lol I might possibly, MAYBE have Derrick come back some way or another, maybe. I don't know how though. It can't be like how Errol came back. No cybernetic crap, no cloning, no precursors have his body put up in the light and become alive again... lol
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