OK, in this Fic, the name of the Jak and Daxter World is Uridan. The Map of Uridan is the "cover image" to this story.
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Melonius Kreon sat in his fancy leather massage chair within his secret base, bored. Rayn should be coming back soon; in order to bring news of what had happened at the Intelligence Center. She had attacked it in a helicopter made by Kreon Corp. She had hired the mercenaries with Kreon's money. The Vulcan Furies were bought with his money too. That is all I am good for, Kreon thought angrily. To fund things with my enormous fortune, and to occasionally make the nice weapon or two. When the true gods return, they shall reward Rayn lavishly for her undying service. They might smile at me and ask for some money to help fund their projects.
As Kreon grumbled about how pitiful he was compared to someone of Rayn's caliber, she walked in the door. Kreon did not hate Rayn herself. She was far greater than him in the ways of plotting and scheming, and, unlike him, Rayn possessed a talent for Dark Eco manipulation. She came in, and behind her came two guards, carrying the Mayor of the city, Roseau, between them.
The Mayor looked up and Kreon and spoke bitterly, "Melonius Kreon, I should have known. Is this another scheme of yours to make money, or are you still bitter because I beat you in the election?"
Kreon walked up to Roseau, "If only our motives were so simple. You see, Roseu, Rayn and I are much purer than the common criminal. Sure, I crave money and power; true, Rayn cannot resist luxury. However, we have higher, overreaching goals that you cannot possibly comprehend."
Rayn silenced Kreon with a look. "Do not reveal our secrets in front of the infidel. Now, Kreon, I wish for you to torture any security secrets out of him. I have the Cyberkey, it is time to unleash operation Sanctuary."
"Very well, I have some of Antonine's old stuff. The time has come then? To unveil our plan for this puny little city?"
"Indeed. In a week, this city will be ours.
Dr. Antonine Saserpov laughed as he injected Dark Eco into Jak. Jak screamed, and then he cursed at Saserpov. Cursed at the mad doctor in the voice the doctor had given him. Saserpov had grown bored of listening to plain old screams, so he had blasted Jak's brain with Eco waves until the poor teenager could talk as if he had spoken his whole life.
The injection cycle complete, Jak returned to his cell. He turned around, away from the door, and to his astonishment saw Krew.
"Jak, ah, it's been quite a while now, hasn't it? You see Jak, I have a proposition for you. Choose Light Jak or Dark Jak, I care not which one, and I'll prevent Errol from shooting you, ey?"
Jak, noticing that he was now in the clothes he was wearing in Kras City, not the prison attire, turned around to see that the prison was now in floating, spinning chunks of metal. Running towards him on top of the metal was Errol, holding a gun. Jak turned back at Krew, noticing that the back wall of the cell was now made of hundreds of Moncaws.
"Here Jak, I'll make it easy for you." Krew held up two Eco Crystals, a Light one and a Dark one. From the Dark crystal emitted a familiar voice.
Jak, you are bound by too many rules. Even in the Wasteland, where laws do not control you, your life is still dependent upon ethics, and morals. Choose me Jak, and I'll free you!
Errol was getting closer.
Jak, or Mar as you are really named, your problem is that you are too selfish, too individualistic. You value yourself too much. You must be selfless, have no care but for the greater good. Choose me Mar, and I shall lead you to save the world!
Do not call me Mar, Light. I am not him.
Yeah, he needs no new responsibility. Let some guy in the past build the city.
"Jak, if I were you, I would hurry up and choose. Errol is getting close, and it would be… unfortunate if you were shot. Then I'd have to pay to clean up the mess."
Jak, you would condemn millions unborn to death because you could not face your destiny? Selfish.
"Choose Jak!" Krew shouted, but Jak could not. Dark Jak and happiness, or Light Jak and destiny? Jak turned around, only for Errol to shoot him in the face.
Jak woke up, clutching his head as a massive headache struck him. After his brain cleared, he looked around. He was still in the Grand Council room, surrounded by corpses. Suddenly, he heard a noise, and Irwid walked over to him.
"Jak, you are alive! Your friend told me your name, in case you were wondering. "
Jak turned around, looking at Daxter, who was talking to Lieutenant Massau, who was awake, the only surviving guard. Yolena was sitting in a damaged chair, several health packs attached to her. She glared at Jak.
Irwid stood up. "Until the extraction helicopter gets here, we'll just stick around here. Anyways, I suppose I am acting mayor now, because Roseau is gone, and every other member of the Council is dead. Is that okay with everyone?" Irwid, after confirming that no one stood against him, smiled relieved "Very good then. Now, as my first act as acting mayor, I promote Lieutenant Massau to captain, and make him chief of police. After all, Oreles is out of commission." Irwid pointed at Oreles, who was lying on the floor, his chest torn up by machine gun fire.
Yolena stood, wincing, and looked at Jak angrily. "Just because it turned out that you weren't working with the gangs, doesn't mean you still aren't under arrest for multiple accounts of murder and assault of Kras City agents."
Irwid rose his hand, and, when realizing everyone was waiting for him to speak. "What if I pardon Jak?" Yolena looked at Irwid angrily, and then he cringed and added, "But I won't pardon him, don't worry."
Massau walked up to Yolena. "I think we need to let go of grudges when we are in dark times like these. Perhaps we could make a deal, that if Jak helps us take care of the gangs, Irwid will pardon him?"
Yolena nodded grudgingly, while Irwid smiled. "Good! That is what we shall do!"
Massau watched Daxter, who was busy eating an energy bar that Massau had given him. "It is amazing how fast your little orange friend woke up. He is a tenth of the weight of the average man, but the dart wore off much faster on him than on a normal sized person."
"I guess it is because he is a Precursor."
"That rumor's true? Wow, never would have guessed."
Yolena rudely interrupted their conversation by shouting, "The Transport is here!"
Daxter replied, "About time! What took them so long, too busy searching for agents of Spargus or Presperos now?"
Yolena glanced down at the ottsel and remarked, "You are under arrest as well, so if I were you, I'd be trying to help Jak save the city so Irwid will pardon him."
Still grumbling, Daxter jumped on the transport, followed by Irwid, Jak, Yolena, and finally Captain Massau. The giant flying transport, like a helicopter using rockets instead of propellers, took off through the city, flying between the skyscrapers.
"We are heading for a Safe House, I don't trust the police after what Oreles did," Yolena informed them.
Unfortunately, before the transport could reach the Safe House, gunshots rang out from the buildings. Rayn had stationed snipers in the windows of some of the skyscrapers to try and shoot them down! Jak ran over to one of the turrets attached to the transport, Massau to the other. They began firing at the windows. It was difficult, as it was very dark at night, and the windows were rather small. Jak was an expert at turrets, far better than even Kleiver, so it posed no problem. The Snipers fired, missed, and then tried to reload, but Jak blew them apart with the turret. Soon, the transport was being bombarded by shards of glass from shattered windows. Light Jak forced his way into control and made a giant light shield around the entire transport. It protected them from the glass, but it was so large that Light Jak collapsed.
Too much for you, huh?
"Yee-haw, we took them out Jak! Those henchmen of Rayn never stood a chance against the demolition duo! Yeah!" Daxter was jumping up and down, celebrating after doing absolutely no work whatsoever.
The transport finally reached the safe house, and they disembarked. Yolena sent Jak and Daxter to a side room to rest, because in a few hours, she knew they would be needed. The fight for the city was about to begin.