Wow this story is complete nonsense…I just read the whole thing…..why do have a crap load of reviews..no idea…I wonder if I'll still get some if I update again….
This chapter exist for 5 reasons 1) I havn't updated in forever 2)filler 3) to explain those weird red graffiti symbols all over spargus 4) I was bored and 5) eruka buged me about but it took till now for the message to reach my brain. Oh yes and because eruka's teeth were itchy O.o don't ask I don't know.
get your freak on--23
Jak rode the leaper through the crowded streets. it was well after noon. He hoped Clue had some idea of what he was doing, riding into a maurader camp like that. Good out comes apearntly wern't synomise with tthose desert tribes. He groaned to himself. Som many things he realy didn't want to think about. Especially after Dax's little story on the way back.
"why can't my life be simple, its not like I'm asking for it to be easy…" he thought to himself.
"what do we do now budy?" Daxter inquired from his launging position ontop of the saddle bag.
Jak just shrugged. They could go see if Jules had calmed down, or if kleiver had a job or maybe just wander about.
The last one seemed most apelealing even though he knew it was the choice most destenied for trouble.
Jak erged the leaper through the crowd, the creatures made the task easy. Cause no one wants to get steped on by a giant lizard.
They were in the large market area by the sea now, the smell of the ocean and the varius things on sale asualted his nose. He brought his leaper to a stoop at the top of a pile of some uneven sand rock. It was just after noon and people were flocking the market and he contented him self with watching them, doing a bit of babe waching on the side for once.
Jak felt the light armor he wore shift un expectantly, "Dax what are you…." He shifted his shoulders and heard a gasp and a click.
"the hell?" he yelled tuning on his mount. Jak's eyes caught a blur of red.
"JAK HE'S GOT YOUR MORPH GUN!" captain obvius otsel screamed.
The dark haired boy was scampering off, jak's gun held precariously over his shoulder while his long trench flew behind him.
Cacti squelled in surpise as Jak kicked her into a gallop.
The boy looked over his shoulder at his persuer and dodged into the crowd, which jak foolow him into and continued to plow through.Cacti impatiently headbutted a large man with a yellow bandana in her pursuit of the fleeing red object.
The leaper burst free of the crowd not a moment after the kid, followed by an angry man with a flaboent yellow bandana.
"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!"the man yelled after him and finished up with a few offensive pronouns.
Jak ignored him and urged his leaper to jump onto the nearest door stoop. Daxter meanwhile gave the gang member an offending bird and a few words that rhymed with fire truck.
Jak jumped the leaper to the next door stoop and quickly passed the kid below him. With a heavy thud the tree toed feet of the leaper landed in front of the fleeing thief. He slid to a stop and tumble backward onto his rear end.
The boy stared up at him with big brown doe eyes that could've made any mother weep. His large red coat was much too large and could have fit three of him in it. Jak glared down at the little thief as he held the oversized gun protectively.
Suddenly two shots rang out. The kid screamed, the leaper squealed and Jak swore.
The kid rolled behind a fruit stand and attempted to point his stolen gun at the gang member. He nearly droped the gun as he shot it. He missed horribly and blew a large cowboy hat off a nearby bystanders head.
Jak threw himself off the leaper and toward the kid, "give me the god damned gun!" he snatched it out of the kids hands.
The man in the cow boy hat had joined the on with the yellow bandana around his head, a matching yellow cloth was tied around the second man's arm.
"alrught, you worthless green lizards, get your asses out her." The one in t the cowboy hat yelled roughly.
The thief made a small "eip" noise and made a move to dash off. Jak grabed him by the back of his long jacket and tugged him back to the ground.
"but they think were Leaper Children!" he lamented in high whining voice.
"maybe we can, you know, talk this out for once…. " Daxter s comented brightly from his usual perch. Two gun shots rickochetted over his head; exploding in spray fruit juices. "…..okay maybe not," he ducked behind Jak's head.
Jak ignored Dax and glanced around quickly, looking for Cacti. He groaned when he spotted her. being the leaper that she was and thus having a personlaty close to that of a certain gang leader, she was ignoring the situation and squeaking happily at the nearest water through.
The thick head and easily ofeneded gang members fired more shots and shouted more derogatory terms at them.
"When I say go, follow me." Jak half growled at the thief. He shook his head, with that same wide eyed expression.
The two tylo gang members started to approach the fruit stand, both holding their over sized blaster at the ready.
Jak looked over the fruit stand, swore, opened fire on the approaching gang members, and with out saying 'go' grabed the small theif's arm and ran toward his leaper. As he ran he turned back and took aim at the man in the cowboy hat and fired. The yellow blast connected with him somewhere on the chest and he fell backwards.
He reached the water trough and snatched up Catcti's reains. He pulled the ever cheerful animal away from the water and hurried down a side ally, still dragging the thief behind him.
He couldn't here the gun fire any more and the the small theif wrenched his hand away.
"thanks buddy but i can take care of my self!" the little brunette declared insolently.
"YEAH RIGHT, SQUIRT!" Daxter holered from his perch, "Who do you think you are anyway?"
"I'm Flyn Fantail," he said proudly, he ajusted his overly large red trench, "Member of the theif guild, so don't mess with me!"
"I'de be trembling but I've never heard of them," he remarked coyly while clasping his morph gun back to his back.
"Yeah kid, threats are only good if you can back them up." He said glaring arogantly down at the pompus theif.
The kid gave him an awed look, "The theif guild owns everything! The gangs don't even bother them! we're quick like kangarats!" He made a fast darting motion forward with his hand, "Our mark is every, you'de have to be blind or somthing!"
"Yeah, well go play or somthing." Daxter waved one gloved paw soveriegntly at him.
"I'm not lying, there the big red ones on the walls! Theres one for every member and one day i'll get to make one too!"
"wait, wait, wait," Daxter flailed his paws around, "Your not even a member are you?"
Flyn hung his head and stared guiltily at his boots, "why am i even talking to you!" he yelled with his full force of preteen angst. he turned and scampered down the allyway and disapeared arounfd the corner wiht the flutter of red fabric.
Jak, who had only stared evily at the child for most of the duration of the encuonter, groaned and hung his head, " Daxter I hate children."
"I think torn would find that one extremly tasty..."
Jak snorted, "remind me not to reproduce."
"no worries... I get all the ladies any way..."