I don't own Jak and Daxter or any of its characters. I do, however, own Geitho, Victern, Marlin, Overture/Schorn, and Krane.
Thank you to Liz for reviewing! I'm sorry this chapter has taken so long in the making! I feel bad for not updating for so long please forgive me! Anyways, this is the second to last chapter and I will be updating soon (promise) with the final chapter, and a new fourth chapter sometime soon!
Enjoy!
Jak plopped his head onto the bar of Hip Hog Heaven and gave a loud sigh. His eyes lingered around the pictures he had memorized over and over again but found nothing new or different. There was no one for him to talk to since Torn was at a meeting, and Jinx was on a date with Krane, and Daxter had taken off with Tess for a small date as well. So there he sat at the bar by himself he heard the sound of his radio crackling.
"What the?" Jak asked out loud.
Jak brought the radio up to his face and looked at the frequency to see that it was set on a frequency that no one he knew used. He looked at it for a moment, waiting to see if anyone would say anything, but instead, the static picked up and grew louder.
"Hello?" Jak asked over the radio. "Anyone there? Over."
"I was wondering when you were going to pick up. Over," a male voice answered, the static still heavy.
"Who is this? Over," Jak asked, blinking.
"I do not bother with introductions. Just come down to the Pumping Station, I will meet you face-to-face down there. Come alone Jak, bring someone else or tell anyone else, and they will die."
The radio suddenly shut itself off. Jak looked at the radio and shook it to make sure that it wasn't broken but there no denying what he had just heard. He had to go down to the Pumping Station to see what this man wanted before someone else got into trouble.
Jak stood up and began to walk out of the bar when he heard someone arguing outside. When he finally got out onto the street, he could see that it was Jinx, arguing with another male civilian. Krane stood nearby the two, shaking her head as Jak walked over to her first.
"What's going on?" Jak asked Krane.
"Jinx got into a fight with this guy over bumping into his zoomer," Krane answered with a sigh. "Come on Jinx, can we please go home? It's getting late."
"In a minute," Jinx answered, still looking at the other man.
Krane looked back towards Jak. "So where are you going so late at night?"
"I've got a chore to do before I head back to the Underground," Jak lied. "I should have it done soon."
"Good." Krane smiled. "I'm so tired."
"How did your date go?"
"Fine," Krane answered gently.
"So," Jak said, moving towards Krane, "are you…dating now?"
Krane paused for a moment. Jak looked up towards her in wonder of why it was taking her so long to answer a simple question such as the one he had just asked. She just stood there, looking towards Jinx who was still fighting with the other man, and let out a sigh.
In truth she was considering whether it was right of her to tell everyone that she and Jinx were going out. Was it even worth it if she were going to leave soon anyway? Would it just be better if she kept quiet about everything and just let people find out on his or her own, or just tell them and let them deal with her leaving?
Finally coming to an answer, she sighed. "Yeah," she said. "Jinx and I are going out now."
A smile crossed Jak's face. "I think that's great! How long did it take you to finally say yes? What did he have to bribe you with?"
"Well he doesn't have any money," Krane answered in a playful tone. "He just used his natural good looks."
Jak rolled his eyes. "Don't say things like that."
"Why not?"
Jak shuttered as images entered his mind. "I don't want to think about it."
"Think about what?" she asked, looking towards him.
"You two…being intimate…together." Just saying something along those lines left a bitter taste within Jak's mouth.
"Who ever said anything about that!?" Krane asked as her mouth dropped open.
"Well you know," Jak scratched the back of his head, "you two have been together for a while so I was just thinking that you might have done something like that already."
"No." Krane stuck her nose in the air. "We've never done something like that together."
Another thought entered Jak's mind. "Have you done that before?" Jak asked, crinkling his nose.
She crossed her arms. "That's none of your business youngin'!"
"Youngin'?" Jak repeated as he blinked. Only people as old as Sig referred to him as that. "You're not that much older then I am."
"I'm twenty-two."
"So?"
"I'm just sayin'."
Jinx walked over to the two with a disgruntled look on his face. He walked over to Krane and stood in front of her before he crossed his arms.
"Looks like we're walkin' home Sweetheart," Jinx said with a low tone.
"Don't worry about it," Krane answered. "Let's just get home already. I'm really tired from everything that's happened today."
"Alright then." Jinx sighed. "We're goin' home Jakey boy, you wanna come over for a while or what?"
"No." Jak moved his right hand back and forth. "I've got something else to take care of."
"Fine." Jinx moved over to Krane, and moved his right arm around her shoulders. "Come on, let's go home."
The couple turned around, and after saying a small goodbye, they walked off towards Jinx's house, leaving Jak to stand there by the Port alone. As they disappeared, Jak thought about what he had to do, and wondered if it would something that would end badly.
When Jak arrived in the front of the Pumping Station, he found that there was no one around. He walked forward a bit and over to the place where he and Sig had once fought Metal Heads on a mission for the now dead Krew and sighed. Perhaps the radio call was just a prank call or something stupid like that but there was one thing that worried Jak out about the call.
"Come alone Jak, bring someone else or tell anyone else, and they will die."
The strange man knew his name. Then again, the more he thought about it, the more he realized just how many people in the city knew of his name now because of the races he had won, and from the recent defeat of Kor. People here in this city had been saying his name over and over from the past few weeks, so anyone here in this city could have known his name by now.
"So there you are," the same male voice said from behind Jak. "I was staring to wonder whether you'd show up or not."
Jak turned around to see the black haired man who had picked up Overture's body with the other white haired man. He stood there, as proud as ever with a stoic look about him, and his hand on the hilt of his large sword.
"Who are you?" Jak asked firmly.
"My name does not need to be spoken by a mere man such as you," he answered, closing his eyes for a long minute. "I am just here to get a good look at you, and then leave before the darkness comes in."
"Darkness?"
"The darkness that will soon cover this city and the world."
Jak narrowed his eyes. "What the hell are you talking about?"
"The darkness," the man answered simply. "My darkness."
Suddenly the door leading back to Haven City opened back up, and Marlin stepped through with his hands in his pockets, and his head down. Marlin began walking out towards Jak and other man and looked up, surprised to see the both of them there.
"Hey guys!" Marlin said with a large grin on his face. "What are the two of you doing here so late at night?"
"You know this guy?" Jak asked, pointing to the strange black haired man.
"Yeah," Marlin answered with a nod. "His name is—"
"He does not need to know my name," the black haired man interrupted. "I do not understand why you are even trying to say my name, it is something you are forbidden to say."
"I can still spell it out!" Marlin laughed.
"Someone tell me what's going on!" Jak yelled. The two to look over towards him once more.
Marlin began walking forward and walked right passed the strange man. Marlin walked beside Jak and placed his arm around Jak's shoulders but Jak soon pulled away and looked at him with a cocked eyebrow.
"That man standing over there," Marlin said as he pointed to the strange man. "He's the kind of guy I was telling you about, he's a Transiter."
"Transiter?" Jak repeated.
This man standing in front of him was one of those people Marlin had told Jak about. This man had been given the powers of a Precursor but had used it to his best advantage. He was the man of legend, and was one that even Marlin said he was scared of.
"Yes I am," the man spoke. "I am the Transiter known as Geitho and I am here, Jak, to retrieve what belongs to us Transiters."
"Wait, wait, wait!" Marlin brought both of his hands into the air. "You can't do that to Jak!"
"Do what?" Jak asked, looking back and forth between the two.
Not getting an answer, Geitho walked over to Jak and stood directly in front of him. Jak reached down to grab his gun but discovered that none of his limbs would move. His breathing labored; he could no longer raise his chest up too far, and he couldn't swallow the spit gathering inside of his mouth.
"You must give us back what the Baron has taken from us," Geitho said, glaring down towards Jak. "That which was ours in the first place."
The look in his eyes sent shivers up Jak's spine. He looked so determined and yet at the same time, he looked hungry. Hungry for what was trapped inside of Jak, something that Jak didn't understand and something that actually made sweat start to trickle down Jak's forehead.
Geitho moved his right hand up towards Jak and slammed it into Jak's face. Jak fell backwards onto the floor but for some reason, he didn't feel any pain from the impact of the other man's hand. Instead, Jak felt his head hit the floor behind him, and that was the only pain he could feel.
"Jak!" Marlin called out.
Wanting to know what the hell had just happened, Jak looked up only to see his darker self standing up where he once was. Jak moved onto his hand and managed to stand up behind his full dark form.
"What…is going on?" Jak whispered in shock and awe. It took a few moments to fins his voice but when he did, it came out in nothing but a whisper.
Jak's eyes grew wide as he looked at his dark self standing in front of him, looking towards Geitho. As Dark Jak stood there, his body became clear and a clear cloud surrounded him. Geitho took out a small glass bottle from one of his pockets and popped open the cork top. When the bottle finally opened, the bottom of Dark Jak's feet became mist and began floating up and into the bottle.
"What the hell are you doing!?" Jak yelled, grabbing his Vulcan Fury from his hip. "What did you do!?"
"Geitho!" Marlin called out. "You can't do this! Stop!"
"As I said," Geitho said as Dark Jak completely disappeared, "I am taking back what belongs to us. Dark Jak no longer belongs to you; he belongs to a dead friend of mine."
Marlin ran towards Geitho and began to move his hands out towards the bottle as if he was going to grab it but instead he stopped, and Geitho glared down towards him.
"You cannot lay a hand on me remember?" Geitho said with his glare locked onto Marlin. "The moment you touch me, the world will come to a complete stop; did you really forget something like that?"
Jak watched as Marlin backed away from Geitho. He couldn't believe what was going on, he just couldn't figure out what was going on. None of his made sense to him at all.
"What are you going to do!?" Jak yelled.
Geitho closed the top of the bottle. "You did not honor that which was given to you, so I am giving this to someone who will. You are no longer burdened by the darkness, so be grateful."
The same white mist that had once covered the dark side of Jak now covered Geitho's body. Jak fired his gun once only to have it go right through the faded image of Geitho. He fired over and over again but it was too late, Geitho disappeared, leaving Jak and Marlin alone.
"I'm sorry," Marlin said, hanging his head.
Jak feel to his knees. Inside he just felt so empty, he couldn't explain it but he just felt empty or almost like he had forgotten something. The anger which would usually come without a second passing did not arrive. The burning sensation in the pit of his stomach did not come to pass. Jak felt nothing. But soon that missing feeling was replaced by the feeling of tiredness, and he finally fell forward, exhausted.
When Jak opened his eyes once more, he found himself lying down in a bed in the Underground. He sat up, not feeling any pain from what had just happened before and looked around to find he was alone in the Underground for once. While he looked around, he felt something fall onto his lap. He looked down and saw a small, lined piece of folded paper sitting there.
What's this? Jak asked himself as he picked up the letter.
He unfolded the letter and began reading over the dark handwriting that covered the paper.
Jak,
Geitho has taken the dark side of you. This is possible? Yes it is. Whatever is going on here, I need to get you your dark powers back before you need them for something. I'll try to explain everything to you later but don't tell anyone what happened! I've brought you back to the Underground to rest and no one was there so everything is going well so far. Don't tell anyone just keep calm and I'll try to fix things. Good luck.
--Marlin
Damn. Jak hung his head.
How was he supposed to get through something like this? He had gotten used to having his dark side and often used it to fight against others and now it was gone. But then again, Jak thought that his fighting days were over. Why would he need the darkness? He would be perfectly fine without it.
I'll be fine. Jak told himself. I shouldn't worry about it. It's not like I'm gonna be saving the world anytime soon.
As he thought that, he remembered Geitho and how Marlin had once told him all about Transiters but he didn't know whether he was supposed to fight them or not? Or the even better question, could he fight them?
Dammit…I thought I was done fighting. Jak closed his eyes.
Marlin, now back at the Racing Stadium, got onto a zoomer that Keira had made for him. He sat down in the seat and began moving around and testing it when Samos and Keira walked over to him.
"Are you really leaving?" Keira asked sadly.
Marlin turned back to her. "I've got business elsewhere to take care of now that the races are done."
"Are you going to come back?"
Marlin smiled. "Nah."
Keira ran over to Marlin and jumped forward, wrapping her arms around him as tight as she could. He moved away from the zoomer, and wrapped his arms around her as well, as she moved her face into the left side of his neck.
"I'm going to miss you," Keira whispered as tears began to fall from her eyes.
"I'm gonna miss you too," he whispered back. "Don't worry, if anythin' starts to go wrong in this town, I'll try to come back to save you."
"Thank you."
Samos stepped over to the driver's seat as Keira pulled away from Marlin and began wiping her eyes with her hands. Samos stepped towards Marlin, holding out his right hand. Marlin moved towards him as well, and grabbed his right hand with his left, shaking his hand tightly.
"I'll be seein' you around," Marlin said towards Samos. "Watch over your daughter alright? She can be a handful."
"I cannot thank you enough for everything you've done," Samos said. "If you ever need help with something, I'll be willing to help."
"Thanks." Marlin took his hand back. "I want the two of you to take care of yourselves okay? Don't go around doin' anything stupid."
"We won't," Keira answered, tears still glimmering in her eyes.
Marlin looked towards Keira standing there with tears in her eyes and remembered a woman who looked the same way he had met years ago. A stupid grin crossed his face as he looked towards Keira, and began to remember the woman he had met so many years ago. The strange thing was how much Keira looked like her and sometimes acted like her.
I know a kid like you will be fine. Marlin closed his eyes for a long moment. And I know I'll be back to get you Keira, I'm not going to let you rot away in this city.
Marlin moved back into the zoomer and started the engine. He let it run for a few moments before he stepped on the gas, and moved the shift stick forward. The zoomer moved forward, sending him out of the garage and off into the night sky. As he left, a cold breeze hit Keira as she stood there, watching where he had gone.
"Do you think we'll see him again Daddy?" Keira asked, looking towards the dark sky.
"I hope we do," Samos answered, wrapping his arm around his daughter. "He helped you a great deal didn't he?"
"Yes." Keira nodded.
"Then I'm sure you will." Samos smiled.
Meanwhile, in a small hut on the edge of Dead Town a light flickered on. Geitho walked over towards the small hut with the bottle containing Jak's dark side in his right hand. As he walked into the small hut, Veger moved out from the back of the hut with a smile on his face.
"Is it done?" Veger asked, gripping his cane.
"Yes," Geitho answered, moving the bottle up towards Veger. "Now remember my half of the deal, you must supply us with Light Eco."
"As promised," Veger said, moving his right hand to a barrel sitting on the right wall. "But remember not to unleash Jak's dark side! That is my key to winning this war! Let that beast out and I won't be able to reach the Catacombs."
Geitho nodded. "I understand."
"He won't be able to live in the desert without his dark powers," Veger said with an evil laugh. "This city will belong to me."
"I do not understand why you want such a city," Geitho said, turning his back to Veger. "This place does not carry the same rich history Spargus does."
"I'm not interested in history!" Veger slammed his fist down onto a small table in front of him. "I want the power this city has! The Catacombs are the source of power and I want it!"
"You had better watch your back," Geitho said as he began to walk out of the front door. "Just because power is easily found does not mean that it can be easily handled. Do not end up like the Baron."
Veger blinked. "You'll be helping me won't you?"
Geitho turned back to face Veger. "Now that is something different. I will be willing to help you, if you help me find my other three comrades and supply me with more Light Eco."
"Done!" Veger said quickly.
"What is your first plan of action?"
"I want Jak out of this city!" Veger said, slamming down his fist once more. "I'm going to use the excuse of him working with Krew and anyone else who is with Jak to kick them out! Anyone who's ever helped him will be out of this city!!"
"Huh." Geitho sighed. "Beware who you rid this city of."
"What?"
"Keep Torn and his little Underground so you have something to destroy and help the people with. After all, when you release the Metal Heads, you are going to need someone to keep the monsters back," Geitho explained. "Keep the Freedom League, and rid this city of Jak."
Veger grinned. "This is going to be the coming of the Precursors and I'm going to be the one to lead this world into the light!"
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