Chapter 8: True Power

Jak slowly pulled away from Daxter giggling to himself. Daxter stared at Jak dumbfounded while Jak's giggles grew louder.

"Ja-"

"Ssh." Jak shushed, putting a finger up to Daxter's mouth to silence him. "Don't tell, Daxter." he slurred. He put his mouth back down on Daxter's jawline and continued to kiss it.

"Jak." Daxter struggled to say. Jak's hands started to over Daxter's chest. Daxter felt goosebumps rise to his skin as his arms went limp. "Jak." he tried to say again only to come out as a moan. 'You are not getting turned on by this. You are not getting turned on by this.' one part of his mind said while the other part only denied it saying, 'Ya, you are.' Daxter yelped when he felt Jak's thumb go over his nipple. 'Okay, that's it.' he thought. Daxter summoned a force field and separated himself from Jak.

Jak fell backwards onto his back, hitting his head on the floor and knocking him unconscious. Daxter took a deep breath and calmed himself. He walked over to Jak picking him up and shoving him onto the bed. "Man, how did you get so intoxicated?" Daxter looked down at Jak and tried to think of ways to confront Jak when he woke up. He sighed and turned back into an ottsel, climbing up onto the bed on top of Jak. Maybe he wouldn't remember any of this. Hopefully. Daxter thought some more on the subject. Did Jak really mean what he said or was it just the intoxication talking?

Jak walked up to the precursor temple. It was a section of the temple he had never been in before so he observed every detail. There were writings on the walls and steps that went down along the round wall into the mountain of the temple. He could only see about twenty feet down when you looked over the edge. Jak took a couple of steps back from the edge and transformed into his light alter ego. He folded his wings and ran for the edge jumping off of it. He dived down into the dark abyss, his wings lighting all the steps that they were passing. That's when he heard it. That voice. His voice. His voice was calling out his name.

"Mar." It called. Jak immediately spread his wings to decrease his speed and landed softly on the floor. He heard his voice again. Jak looked around frantically looking for the owner of the voice. "Mar." it called calmly.

"Father!" Jak called out. He turned around to see Damas standing in a far off distance. Well, kinda. He was more like a spirit made of light eco. "Father!" Jak cried out again as he started running toward him. Damas only turned around and walked away. 'Where is he going?' "Father, don't leave me!" Right when Jak thought he finally caught Damas he disappeared in front of a glowing orange precursor statue.

Jak shot straight up out of bed breathing hard. He looked around to find himself back in bed. How did he get here? Jak shook his head. 'That's not important.' he thought. Jak jumped out of the bed grabbing his goggles and black cloak from the dresser and hook. 'Was Damas trying to show me something?' Jak ran out of the his room coming across Sig in all the commotion.

"Chilipepper! Thank goodness your awake! We got ourselves a situation here, Mary and Torn have been kidnapped." Jak stopped in his tracks.

"What? How? When?"

"This morning, Daxter was riding on Mary's shoulder when it happened. He said they got ambushed but he got away." Jak started to run again. "Where are you going?"

"I need to go to the Precursor Temple, I'll look for them while I'm there!" Jak yelled as he ran down the hall.

"Bring 'em back safely if ya find 'em!"

"I will!" Jak took the elevator down and dashed out the front door running into Daxter and falling over.

"Hey, big guy. Where ya going?" Daxter asked, his face turning into a tomato. 'Does he remember what happened last night?' Daxter thought. Jak got up and started off in his mad dash again.

"Precursor Temple!" was his only reply as Jak left Daxter outside the palace door. Daxter felt his heart shatter into a million pieces. The redhead turned transforming into an ottsel and ran on top the highest roof he could find in Spargus, and cried.

It had been hours since Jak started searching the precursor temple and no sign of a new door or Torn or Mary. 'I need to sit down.' Jak thought. Why, for once, couldn't things be easy? Jak looked around the room where he first recevied his light powers. Then he saw it. A hole. A huge hole, was in the wall across from him. "How did I not notice that?" Jak asked himself out loud. "I am such an idiot sometimes." Jak got up and walked over to the hole in the wall. Stairs like the one in his dream lined the circular room. He took a step in and looked over the edge and just like in his dream he could only see about twenty feet down before descending into darkness. Jak turned to walk down the steps. When he set his foot on the first step light eco shot out from his body as it light the writing on the steps and along the walls. He started to descend the stairs more quickly now that he had light. That's when he heard it again.

"Mar." The voice called. That's when Jak burst into full speed down the stairs being careful not to trip. He wouldn't want to fall and roll off the stairs when he still had about fifty more floors to descend. The voice was louder than in his dream but it call his name less.

He reached the bottom floor where he saw the precursor statue. He walked over to it. It was holding an orb of some type that had light eco swirling around inside of it. Jak touched the orb expecting to be filled with light eco but something totally different. The four eco colors sprang out of the orb and whirled around Jak like a tornado before going into him all at once. It felt amazing. There was so much power. It better than light and dark eco combined. He felt an amazing amount of energy he hadn't felt in years from the blue eco, strength from the red eco, power from the yellow eco and heathy and healed from the green eco. One phrase rang in his mind. True power.

Jak felt his seal warm up against his chest. That ment it was activating something. Jak looked over to see a door opening. That's when he saw his spirit again. There standing inside that room, was Damas.

to be continued...