Chapter 4: Heroes

A boom came from down stairs. As if someone was kicking the door down. Jak and Daxter bolted up. "It's the guards! They've found me!" Jak ran to grab his coat and scarf/goggles and quickly put them on.

"I'm coming with you!" Daxter stated. Jak turned around to protest but a little furry ottsel with pants on was already making his way towards him. Daxter got to his feet ready to pounce up onto Jak's shoulder when there bedroom door was kicked opened.

"Well, do you have any idea where that thing is?" Ashelin asked into the communicator.

"Ya. Some of my men said they saw him in southtown. I'm heading over there right now." Torn replied back while dodging mutiple zoomers.

"Good. I want whatever that thing is found and out of my city. We'll have Sig decide what to do with it later."

"Sounds like a good plan." Ashelin hung up and the communicator went back into his pocket.

Torn made it to southtown and slowed the hellctat down. He came across the crime scene from the day before. It was blocked off and you could see various guards and some detectives inspecting the scene. Torn got off his zoomer and walked over to the crime scene. "What happened here?" he asked one of the guards. The female guard turned to him while soluting.

"Me and my patrol partners where on our route when we saw two suspicious looking cloacked figures. I suspect that they noticed us and that's when one of them started to run away. We tried to go after them but then the other figure grabbed our leader and well..." she paused, "I'm not exactly what sure what happened, sir. It all happened so fast. Next thing we know our leaders inside and limbs were everywhere. Sir." Torn nodded and looked at the scene again.

"How many people are in your patrol group?" Torn asked in deep thought.

"Three, sir. Me, my brother, and our leader, sir." Torn nodded.

"Where's your brother?"

"I don't know, sir. He never reported in this morning. He has been very ill lately, sir." Torn examined the female gaurd. Blonde hair, deep blue eyes. She didn't have any tattoos yet so she was still in training. He could tell by her pose that she has had a rough life. Good. He liked that. That means she's not soft. She could take a beating. Torn looked at her ears. They were perked up just like a young childs so she was extremely healthy. Then he saw the bud earings. She wore the symbol of Mar in her ears.

"So how are you related to Mar?" Torn asked sternly. The young elf blushed. She didn't expect anyone to notice her earings.

"Oh. My uncle used to be ruler of this city. Damas I think his name was. My father was his younger brother by about two years."

"Interesting. Have you been assigned to a new group yet?"

"No, sir." Torn nodded.

"You got a name?"

"I just go by Mar, sir. My father disapeared when I was young, so I never knew my first name, sir."

"Okay if I call you Mary then? Mar's more of a guy name." The guard's eyes lit up.

"Yes, sir."

"Good. Because from this point forward your on my team." Torn said with pride in his voice.

"Sir." Mary called out. "If I am to be on your team, may I at least know your name and rank, sir?" Torn smirked.

"It's Torn, I'm the Freedom League Commander. Used to be second in command of the Underground. Oh, and don't be so formal with me. Not really my style. Just call me Torn." Mary nodded. Torn turned back to the scene. There's only one person that he knew that could do that much damage to a person so fast. Another Freedom Guard approached Torn.

"Sir, I have reports from one of my men that he saw the figure go into the Naughty Ottsel last night."

"Right. Set up a perimiter at every entrance of southtown. Road, alley, sewer. Cover it all. Make sure no comes in or out. I'm going to the Naughty Ottsel to check things out. Whatever you do don't send anyone inside." Torn turned to Mary. "Mary, how long have you been in training?"

"About six months."

'So she's never been on an actual mission.' he thought. "Good at the gun?"

"Ya."

"Good. Your gonna need. Your first mission, given to us by the Baroness herself, is to hunt down the beast. He's been causing a lot of trouble in a lot of different cities and Ashelin wants it out."

Torn and Mary had there backs against the wall of the Naughty Ottsel.

"Okay, kid. Don't shoot unless they attack you first or I say so." Mary nodded. Torn turned and kicked the door down and calmly walked in with Mary following behind. He looked around the bar to find a pool of small pool of blood by one of the booths. He took his knife out and tossed his pistol to Mary. "Here, your gonna need two. Precursors, what his that rat got himself into." Mary took the pistol and gave Torn a puzzled look. Rat? What rat? Did a rat own this place? Or is that what he just called the guy? Torn stalked up the stairs and to the back room. Torn gave Mary a signal to get her back up against the wall. Torn kicked the door opened. What he saw he did not expect.

"Torn?" came Daxter's voice. Torn looked surprised when he saw Jak.

"Jak, you look...different." Jak stayed silent then spoke up with relief.

"It's been tough." Mary rushed inside the room with both pistols ready to fire.

"Uh, Tattoed Wonder. Who's she?" Daxter spoke. Torn tuned to see her and back to Daxter.

"Mary. Team's newest addition." Torns communicator beeped and popped out of his pocket and floated around his head.

"Torn, status." Came Ashelin's voice.

"Call off all the guards. We've just been on a goose chase after what we thought was a criminal. I'll escoting him to HQ. Oh, and have a couple of beers ready for the team, babe."

"Um, okay. But whose this we?"

"Oh ya. Have two extra beers." Torn hung up and put the communicator back in his pocket. Mary gocked at Torn. She had never heard anyone talk like that to The Ruler of Haven City.

"Ya, that's what I'm talking about!" Daxter cheered and looked at Jak, "Come on, Babe. Get that hood on and lets go!" Jak smirked.

"What about you? Don't you want to go as an elf?"

"Ya know, Jak. That's a great idea! Torn, go get the hellcat ready, me and Jak will be right out!" Torn rolled his eyes and left the room. Mary followed behind down stairs.

"Who are they?" she asked. Torn halted and thought.

"Well, even though the tall one a renegade, has been banished to the wasteland and is pumped full of dark eco, he's and his rat have saved all of our asses twice. Even after this godforsaken city banished him." he paused, "If I had to tell you who the were in one word I guess they would be..." Torn thougt for a minute. "Heroes"

I wrote this in an amazing two days! So originally I wasn't going to have an o.c. in the story. She was just ment to be some guard for that scene. But as I wrote it, it just came out like that. So...ya.