Okay, im going to adress this now. Some of the words WILL NOT be exact. Its cause im too lazy to go play the game and get the exact words. Sides, itd be more interesting to read something a lil different then just reading something youve already seen.
and now, for your enjoyment, Chapter 5!
Pecker stared at the girl's limp form with his mouth agape, drool leaking from the side. "I can't believe it!" He yelled once he brought himself back to reality. "It's-" He stopped and watched at Damas lifted her body from the sand and set it in the nearby idolling vehicle. He jumped into the vehicle just as Damas climbed in and turned the wheel. With lead feet, Damas pressed down on the gas, making the buggy lurch forward violently. Luckily, they had the harsh winds to their backs, making their return trip to the desert city of Spargus much easier than their trip out there. The wind pushed them faster and faster until they came screaming into a large garage of some kind where a rather well endowed man was waiting.
"Blondy's back mate. He needs to speak with you about something." The man was known as none other than Kleiver. He was the mechanic/driver of many of the dunebuggies that the large space housed. Damas climbed out of the vehicle and Pecker flew up, landng gracefully on his armoured shoulder. The king lifted her body and carried it towards the door. "Ey, ye found a sheila, eh?"
"Yes, but she doesn't look too good. I'll have my monks take care of her." He carried her through the large city, past several houses, and into one large room at the top of a small elevator shaft. Inside the room, springs of water filled deep man-made ponds as the light from the fires danced off of their surfaces. Plants filled large terricotta pots, scattered here and there. Wooden crates housed fruit and other items. Slowly, he set her sleeping form on the ground, propped up against a small mound of rocks protruding from one of the many srpings. Then he went to his throne and sat, where Pecker took his leave to flirt with the harem of women Damas keapt around the Palace.
"Damas," began a rather deep voice from seemingly nowhere. A tall figure dressed in battle worn tan clothes stepped out from behind a small curtain on the rooms east wall. From his angle, the sleeping girl wasn't even remotely visible. "I captured those lizards. I came back to get some supplies before I head to the Monk temple." His yellow green hair flowed behind him as his muscles rippled with each and every fluient movement. His cool blue eyes were fixed on the crowned man before him.
"Good. We'll need all the resources we can get." Damas stood back up, resting his hand on the other's shoulder. "Jak, I found something out in the desert while you were capturing those leapers." The blonde raised a questioning eyebrow. "Look, over there." He turned his head in the direction Damas was pointing and saw a girl laying up against a large pile of rocks. Her thick jet-black hair blanketed her face, making her features unrecognisable. Something about her seemed familiar however. Her long flowing black hair, a small scar on her right ear... bad burns on both arms... Only one person had such injuries as the ones this girl had sustained.
Slowly but surely, Jak kneeled by her side, gently moving a piece of hair from her face. His heart was pounding and it felt like it was about to jump out of his throat. Finally, her could see her face. He was ready to burst out into tears of joy. "Sake!" He lifted her into a warm embrace right as she began to stir.
"Who's-there...?" She chirped, just above a whisper. She began to cough violently as she took in a full breath. The sand in her throat had caused alot of problems.
"Sake, It's Jak..." He looked at her for a moment, making sure she just wasn't a figment of his imagination that he dreamed up to escape the heat of the desert. No... she was real...
"J-Jak?" Finally, her eyes focused on the blonde haired, smiling figure before her. "Jak!" Lunging forward, wrapping her arms around his waist, she hugged him, nuzzling her head into his chest. A bit shocked by her sudden reaction, he simply stroked her back gently. Her arms, legs, stomach, back and face were all scraped up badly from the blowing sands and winds of the desert, and this made it difficult for her to move much more.
"How did you get here?" A bit of a sudden question, but she decided that she wouldn't go into details.
"Long story short, got a little help." An extreme pain overwhenlmed her greatly as she gripped her chest in agony. "Not-again..." She managed to whisper through clenched teeth. Right as the fell forward and hit the floor, a paled faced woman dressed in an odd kind of cloak and armor stepped out from behind the curtain. She stared for a moment at the girl before her.
She looked so familiar, but from where? Her thoughts were interrupted by a deep, rather harsh voice.
"Seem, check the girl, make sure she's okay. And Jak, we've got another sandstorm moving in. Several of our wastelanders are trapped out there, Go out there and bring them back, without any casualties." With that, King Damas left the room in a hurry, not even with a backwards glance. The blonde nodded to himself.
"Seem, What's wrong with her?" Jak looked up at Seem who was already examining Sake's paralyzed form.
"She's been poisoned...with Dark Eco..." She commented, her paled hands glowing bright blue with each movement. "But... it seems as if she needs it to live." Jak knew how that felt. Day in, day out... the pain of the most dangerous thing flowing through your veins... never ceasing, never letting up in the least. Whenever he was low on Dark eco in his system, it hurt to move, talk, or even breathe. And when he absorbed Dark Eco to cure the pain, he'd only suffer more as the acid burned upon entry into his body.
"But-" he was cut off as the red eyed monk waved her hand in a 'stop' like motion. With a few words in a foreign language, she stood, taking her leave. The girl's eyes fluittered open, their bright blue glow still shining.
"This is why I had to come back..." She coughed, a small amount of Dark Eco and blood shooting out onto the rock walkway before her. "I was put in the hospital because I passed out while skating with a friend." He looked down at her, then he realized something. They were alone. The only other sounds that could be heard was the sound of rushing water as it poured from the basins suspended above each of the springs. Inches shortened to centimeters as their faces neared, their lips touching in a full-on kiss.
All of the tears he cried for her... everything. It all seemed so far away. Memories of that one nigth flooded into his head. His wish had finally come true.
Something beyond bizarre happened however, which broke the serenity of the moment. He could feel another person taking his body away from his control. His skin paled, his closed eyes darkened, and Sharp claws replaced stubby fingernails while obsidian horns topped a matted mess of grey hair.
"Sake... You don't know how I've longed to hold you once more..." It sounded as if two different voices were speaking. One was recognisebly Jak's and the other was a deeper, more menacing voice, which had taken on a sentimental tone.
She didn't mind the darker form at all. Instead, she too began to volentarily change, letting her body shift to that of her darker self. She pressed her lips to his once more, closing her onyx eyes, he replied eagerly by closing his as well, pulling her into a warm embrace.
A high pitch voice shattered all walls of silence and filled their now sensitive ears. "Cut it out you two!" The voice screeched as something leapt up onto their shoulders. "Get a room!" Orange fur lined with bright yellow covered the ottsels short stature. Goggles and small brown gloves topped his head and hands.
"Daxter..." Dark jak groaned, more annoyed at his friend then angry. "Can't you see we're a bit busy at the moment!"
"Yeah, I had to break you two up before it got... worse..." Suddenly, he felt something grip his neck.
"I wish-for just ONCE-you'd leave us ALONE!" Sake hissed while glaring at the perverted ottsel she now had in her claws.
"No can do babe." Daxter replied , closing his eyes and crossing his arms. "Not gonna happen. Besides, Boy WONDER," he added serious sarcasm to 'wonder' as she set him back onto the floor. "Your supposed to be rescuing some wastelanders!"
"Aww sh-" He cursed lightly under his breath while changing back. "Sake, stay here, I'll be back in a few minutes." She stared reluctantly at him.
"I'm going with you." She stood, barely able to balance herself. Daxter simply gawked. Being short had it's advanteges. All he needed was some popcorn and he'd be set. "Don't even think about it..." A foot connected with the ottsels head, sending him a fet feet away into one of the srpings.
"Not in that, you aren't." Jak gestered to her rather battered clothes. The gown had been torn and tattered beyond recognission. Luckily, it still covered the rather important parts.
"Err..." She looked down, blusing cheery red. "Right. So, where can a girl get some new digs?" Jak shook his head.
"Sake, please, just stay here. I'll be back. C'mon Dax." He picked his furry friend up and began to head for the door. He waved to her before dissappearing into the elevator shaft.
"But-" It was no use in retaliating. He was already gone.