Suddenly Eruka appeared next to Jak. Whipping her giant gun from her back, she blew up the earth.
Leni: now isn't that pleasant? A little creature named Eruka snuck onto the key board and typed this in the middle of fight scene…but moving along tis my birth day and I'm old. Sorry it took me so long to type this... As I type…I swear to god….Eruka is in the other room playing Jak three and murmuring happily about how it vibrates when you ride leapers…..
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-Get Your Freak On- ch 19
"You got some monk buddies in there to let us in?"
Clue glared at the otsel, he tied the reins of his leaper to a column. Jak stared up at the columns, the short pillars rose up to attached to another platform on which another set of rows was placed. They carried on up like this for about forty feet, making a kind of pillar wall. A pair of large black precursor-metal doors loomed behind the pillars.
"They're precursor monks, do you really think they're just going to let us in?" as he said this the ebony haired man shimmed up one of the pillars and pulled himself onto the next level. He did so with an agility that could match Jak's own. Jak scrambled up behind him and the climb quickly became a competition.
They heaved themselves up at about the same time; Jak sat on the edge of the narrow catwalk catching his breath.
"Wow," Clue stood on the very edge and stared down. Daxter joined him at the edge and looked down as well. The poor otsel gulped. " I haven't done that since I was a kid," clue grinned.
Jak took one last look at his view at the sea and the waterfall and heaved himself up. "How we getting in?"
"Windows…" he pointed at the small holes carved in the side of the spire and walked across the catwalk toward the rock.
"Of course I can jump that," Jak said looking up at the small window carved in the rock above. Daxter looked down at the waves below, he was quite sure now that small creatures like himself were never meant to be this high up.
Jak crouched, Daxter snapped back to reality and braced for take off. Jak leapt upward, His fingers just caught the lip of the stone sill. He braced his feet against the rock face and used his upper body to pull him self up and swing his feet over the ledge and disappear over the side.
Clue heard a very loud thump, and twitched.
A few choice words from Jak floated out from inside followed by Daxter's angry voice.
"Nice one Jak, never seen anyone as graceful as you!"
Jak pulled himself up and glanced up at the high window near the ceiling. He groaned and took in his surroundings. Small dust motes danced in the lone shaft of light that cam e from the window; a large mosaic decorated the wall facing him. The room was some kind of hall way and ended in large metal doors on both sides. Jak took a closer look at the fresco before him.
It depicted some kind the battle; the left hand side was decidedly dark. Metal heads and other dark creatures charged toward a band people on the right. The metal heads where painted in over exaggerated gruesomeness, and the miscellaneous monsters seemed to have been plucked straight out of nightmares.
"…Those things are even uglier than the real thing…and that my friend is an accomplishment," Daxter chirped from his art enthused friend's shoulder.
The people on the right where surrounded by the light of a precursor above them, the people's faces where blurred and dirty, but the detail that was put in was still obvious
"Think that's the 'O' mighty mar?" the otsel quipped again as he pointed at the luminous figure in the center, most of the detail was obscured by the bright light. A pregnant and regal looking warrior woman stood behind along with other fierce looking tribal types. A man in armor in the corner caught his eye.
"OH SHIT!" Jak turned to see Clue half in and out of the window. A small piece of stone broke beneath his foot and he plummeted head over heels from the ceiling. He flipped once in the air as he fell. With a heavy thump he landed.
Jak and Daxter cringed simultaneously.
Clue lay on his back gasping for breath, "Aw hell…" he groaned with a cough as he rolled onto his side.
"'Cept for him Jak," Daxter pointed at the downed wastelander, "…he's got twice the grace you do, I give him a nine and half,"
Clue groaned and sat up. He hauled himself up, stretched his arms behind him, and cracked his back. He tilted his head and stared daggers at the rodent. Jak gave half smile; he was glad he wasn't the only one to fall on his ass.
Clue looked down one end of the hall and then the other, he shook is gloved finger like he was thinking, "That way." He pointed to the left.
"Are you sure your gracefulness," Daxter asked in a mock regal voice. Clue didn't answer and just headed down the hall, Jak followed.
He unbolted the large door and forced the rusted hinges open. A loud roar echoed from the other room and loud shots sounded as dark eco pulses exploded through the door.
Jak threw himself against the wall and drew his gun, he swore but the fire drowned the sound out. For once Daxter didn't scream like a girl. Jak glanced at Clue who was on the other side of the hall. Dark eco projectiles flew from the door like an evil flood, destroying the floors and walls behind them. Jak watched as a secession of shots destroyed the mural.
Suddenly the shots stopped; slowly Jak stuck his head around the corner. His eyes where met with about eight metal heads. The partially humanoid metal monsters where reloading, their large purple shield shimmering around them as they're lizard like heads cocked back and forth with the complex job of reloading.
Jak hated these things; he wished he had his Vulcan furry. He looked at the other side of the door jam to see Clue peeking around the corner as well.
Suddenly a shot rang out, Daxter watched as Clue's head was nearly taken out by a dark eco blast. He threw himself back into the hall and flattened him self against the wall. Jak looked over at Clue, who had done the same.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE METAL HEADS DOING HERE!" Daxter yelled over the torrent of shots.
"NO IDEA!" the Clue shot back, drawing his pistol from his gun holster.
Then suddenly the shots stopped, and then as if on queue both men stepped into the doorway guns blazing. Jak ran at the nearest one, each of his golden shots sizzling against the beast's shield.
The shield broke with a sizzling crack, and by then, Jak was on top of it. He swung the butt of his gun back and crashed it into its hideous metal face. Dark blood oozed from the joints in its exoskeleton.
Jak turned and fired at his next victim before the first hit the ground. As he ran toward the metal head, it aimed its long barreled eco blaster and fired at him. The dark eco blast whizzed past his head, he brought his gun up and shot it through the chest.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw blue shots nail one of the metal head warriors while it was reloading. It howled and fell to ground in convulsions.
Clue raced toward the nearest one, his pistol glowing blue like some kind of pygmy peacemaker. The metal head threw up its shield and braced for impact. Clue released his crackling projectile; it crashed into the shield with a sizzle. It seemed to short-circuit the shield and it disappeared. Clue charged it with a flying leap, crashing his knees down onto its chest and driving it to the floor. He crashed the back of his pistol into its face. The metal head snapped his jaws at him in a frenzy. The gun began to whirl and glow again. He shoved the gun into the beasts toothed mouth and discharged. Its head exploded it a bloody blast of eco and brain stuffs. He turned his head away and winced as a few dark drops splattered his cheek.
Two more gunners rushed toward Jak, he threw himself to the right as they fired.
"Do something Jak!" the ever-present orange weight on his shoulder yelled. His fingers slide across his morph gun in an experienced way as he transformed it into the shotgun of close ranged doom. He fired, hitting two birds with one stone. One careened into a wall while the other skidded across the floor.
Clue lunged at one of last gunners standing; he threw it against the wall and proceeding to bash it in the face with first his fist and then the back of his gun.
Jak raced toward the metal head slouched against the wall, he aimed and fired. Its mangled body jumped up the wall due to the force and what was left of it slid back down, the rest lay splattered on the wall.
He turned to the other downed metal head and stompedhis foot down on the ugly metal shelled creature's chest. He blasted the things head of in another beautiful red explosion, Jak grinned with a slight case of blood lust.
Suddenly a dark eco blast caught Clue in the shoulder. Jak turned when he heard the scream. He arched his back and stumbled away from his victim. He slouched his shoulders and panted heavily, he glared at the metal head that had shot him from underneath his bangs. His dark blue eyes seemed to take on menacing and luminous quality. He pointed the gun at his transgressor and fired. The blue shot engulfed its body as it keeled over and convulsed before dieing.
The other gunner took its opportunity and pounced. Clue spun, he grabbed the thing's face with his hand, and he dug his fingers around the sickly yellow gem imbedded in its fore head. With a sickening noise and a twisting motion, Clue pulled back his hand and his bloody trophy. He dropped it and let it clink across the floor as the creature before him had an epileptic seizure. Its claws compulsively clench open and shut as its back arched and it squirmed across the floor. Major arteries in the head and brain burst at random, turning the things head into a quaint yet grizzly fountain. Suddenly it went limp, the last few agonizing seconds of its life over.
Jak ran over and slowed as he reached him, "you okay?"
"These damn things just piss me off," Was all he had to say as he gave the carcass a viscous kick. Jak shrugged; they pissed him off too.
"Don't worry buddy they piss us all off," Daxter reassured him from his perch on Jak.
Clue stood there for a moment examining his handiwork. Jak moved toward the only other door in the room and pushed it open. He wondered how on earth metal heads had gotten inside of the temple. He looked back at clue before turning his attention to the door. He wondered what the hell kind of gun Clue had and where he could get one.
He took a step out the door and was met with a large blue and white precursor statue. He turned back to Clue and gave him a dirty look. Why the hell had he brought him here? This was the very last thing he wanted to do. Receive some new quest from a glowy-eyed hunk of metal.
"Hey! Look Jak, its one of those googly eyed precursor things." Dax said happily. Jak groaned and shot a Clue a look.
"Something you'd like to tell me?"Jak asked rising an eyebrow in annoyance.
Clue shook his head and met him at the door, "like I said, trust me."
Jak gave him one last annoyed look and headed across the marble floored room.