A/N:
EDIT July 28th 2:30 am Central Standard time: HEY GUYS. I HADE A FEW CHANGES TO THE END OF THE CHAPTER (after the final fight sequence, just some closing dialogue changes). BUT THEYRE IMPORTANT TO THE NEXT CHAPTER.
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HOLY FUCK ITS AN UPDATE. THE MAYAN CALENDER WAS WRONG. THE WORLD IS ENDING RIGHT...Now. Jk. So after five years, i've finally written an update. Funny thing is this isnt the original version. I finally found the original copy of chapter 25 lurking around on one of my old back up drives, re-read it and thought to myself 'this is awful'. Plus rewriting it gave me a chance to flesh out a few more ideas for the fight with Errol.
I will give my readers a fair warning.
This chapter contains heavy references to rape. The reference is about halfway in.
I should also mention that this chapter is a whopping 5,000 words minus the artists notes.
Thank you to all my readers who waited every so patiently for an uppdate. Without further adeu, chapter 25.
Errol couldn't deny that he was a savage man, brutal and unrelenting in his ways. When he was still human, he got whatever he wanted, and if it didn't come willingly, he took it by force. Even reincarnated as a machine, it wasn't any different. He was still Errol, through and through and naturally, he exercised his new found power to the fullest of its extent.
He stood aboard the deck within the Dark Ship's hangar, admiring the fine pieces of tainted machinery ready to do his bidding. There was a sound behind him, a fizzle, then a crackling pop and he turned to face a Dark Maker soldier, with the unconscious body of Sake grasped in its large arm. Errol's face shifted to accommodate the psychotic grin as he chuckled.
"Fantastic work. Much appreciated." Errol paused as a ship wide alarm triggered. It seemed they had company. No doubt it was Jak and his annoying talking rodent. "Set her down and see to it that our.. guests receive a warm welcome."
The Dark Maker gave a curt but stiff bow, then fizzled back into nothing.
Errol then turned his attention to the dark haired girl on the ground. With all the care and consideration of a man struck with love, he lifted her with both arms then leaped into the air, thrusters mounted along his back providing enough lift in the lower gravity environment to propel him elegantly toward the cockpit of one of the massive Terraformers. Magnets in his thick heavy feet adhered him to the dark metallic surface and the glass covering the cockpit opened upward.
The back of the cockpit was open, where a secondary seat used to be. Instead it had been replaced with restraints which he wasted no time strapping the unconscious Sake into. Then he gave a tug on each with his robotic arm. They held and he was fairly certain they'd be more than sufficient to keep her in place, even if she transformed.
It was nice to have a little insurance.
The light faded from Jak's skin in a glorious flash as he holstered his Morph gun, tendril wings of light eco dispersing soundlessly. The door before him opened and revealed an elevator, which led to the hangar bay. He was close, Errol's voice echoing almost inaudibly as he approached the bottom of the elevator shaft. The door at the bottom opened and Jak took a second to take in the sights.
The hangar was massive, easily taking up two thirds of the entire ship. He counted quickly, but it didn't take long to spot at least half a dozen of the massive walking weapons.
"If these nasty things ever wake up, the planets finished!" Daxter voiced Jak's thoughts perfectly as the hero sprinted toward the end of the platform. He could see the shape of Errol up ahead, his back to them as he admired his control over the Dark Makers verbally.
"All these Dark Makers at my command, Just think- what I could do!"
"You're through Errol, even if we both die!" Jak paused mid-stride lost long enough for Errol to turn and face him as Daxter jumped down to the ground. Then the blond charged the half metal abomination, realizing only then just how much taller Errol now was. Throwing all his weight forward, Jak smashed into Errol and they tumbled backward and off the platform. Daxter shrieked, peering over the edge. He watched as Jak lost his grip on Errol.
"JAAAAAAK!"
Deep in the core of the planet, the weapon had finished charging. Both barrels fired their beams simultaneously, one of light and the other of darkness and they collided in a concentrated laser that sped toward the surface, bursting through the ground where the Baron's Palace once stood. It broke through the planets atmosphere and slammed into the Dark Maker ship, tearing a wide hole into its hull before cutting through it like butter. The metal sheared and burned red hot as the hanger became a torrent of wind, the hull depressurizing.
Daxter felt himself suddenly being pulled and he latched onto the grated floor for dear life. Behind him, Errol ascended rapidly, thrusters fighting against the pull of the wind as more precious air escaped the hull into the vacuum of space. He latched onto the cockpit of one of the machines before climbing inside. Then it powered on and he piloted it through a large round hatch, hurling toward the planet.
A bright light caught Daxter's attention and it was then that he realized Jak was standing behind him, wings of light spread. He let go, Jak catching him effortlessly as the wind picked him up.
"Lets go Dax!" Jak's body reverted and the duo made a mad dash for a large teleporter ring at the base of the elevator shaft. The platform beneath them was being torn apart by the sheering winds and Jak fought with all his strength against the pull. Finally he found his way back to the elevator and dove through the ring, instantly finding himself thrust into the harsh sands of the Wasteland.
The sky burned orange as Errol's abomination hurdled through the atmosphere, crash landing far out into the desert. The clouds above scattered upon impact and Jak made haste for the gates of Spargas to get a dune buggy. He chose the fastest, the Sand Shark.
Errol felt like a kid in a candy store, hands latched onto the controls as holographic displays overlaid the terrain, outlining all its little details. A blip appeared in the distance near Spargas, registering warmth unnatural to the desert. From his vantage point, he could clearly see Jak's buggy approaching at break neck speeds.
"Fool, rushing blindly. Time to play a little game of cat and mouse.."
His tires spat up sand as Jak jerked the wheel to and fro, trying to find purchase amongst the dunes. He'd managed to take out a good number of nodes along the feet of the massive Terraformer as it stomped around the desert. Occasionally he'd have to jog sideways to avoid being smashed into the sand. Only one node remained, but it was on one of the forelegs, far ahead of those at the back. Using the last of the boost reserves in the tanks, he gunned it for the node and as the leg slammed down to the ground, he opened up both barrels, Daxter helping to feed the ammunition into the guns as they sprayed metal death.
Rounds pelted the sand with dull thumps that tossed sand only for it to be caught in the strong winds, but Jak's line of fire trailed upward as he turned the buggy and powered up a hill. More bullets bounced off the dark violet metal of the leg, and just a few finally struck the last node, making it explode in a red and purple plume of fire and sparks.
Errol cursed to himself as the Terraformer shook, internal explosions doing their worst to the body of the machine. Warning signals were alive within the cabin, sparks flying all around and one particularly large explosion jostled the entire cockpit. His head slammed against the console, and he turned to ensure that his 'precious cargo' was still intact.
With the flick of a switch, there was a sudden shake and the central body detached from the legs. The contraption tumbled to the desert floor, detonating as a shock wave shook the desert while the top portion and cockpit hovered above the desert, billowing smoke and fire. Errol did his best to maneuver the disembodied vessel safely to the ground and as it swung in a wide arc, he found a fairly wide channel between two rocky peaks where he could make a safer landing.
The boy and his rat might've clipped his wings, but that didn't mean he was completely without defenses.
The ground approached quickly and whatever humanity left within him flinched in preparation for the collision. The body of the Terraformer slammed into the dunes and he heard faint cries of surprise and pain behind him. Good, she was awake.
The remains of his weapon slid across the sands, kicking up massive waves before eventually coming to a rough stop. No doubt the boy would arrive soon to finish off the job.
Whatever the commotion was, it managed to jostle her awake just enough to register her head smashing into a solid metal surface behind her. Instantly her vision blurred and she felt a raging headache immediately set in, spreading down the entire length of her spine.
Dazed and confused, she tried to move her arm and rub at the pain but it didn't budge. Slowly she began to realize that she had been restrained, wrists and ankles bound firmly to the wall behind her.
Sake then began to fidget, tugging against the restraints. They didn't budge, and she cursed lightly. Through her blurred vision, she could see a faint splash of fiery red.
"It's no use struggling my dear. Those restraints are forged from reinforced Precursor metal. You're not going anywhere."
Sake snapped at the air as Errol turned and faced her just long enough to grin. His gaze sent chills down her spine and she could already feel the darkness creeping up from her stomach, tickling at her brain.
"Oh look, Here comes the hero. Now watch as I wipe his miserable existence off the face of the planet. Then we'll pick up where we left off.." Errol belted out a throaty laugh, and Sake gritted her teeth as the entire cockpit moved. She caught a glimpse of Jak through the cockpit's window, the holographic interface highlighting him with a targeting reticule.
"Jak, get out of here!" Sake screamed.
"He can't hear you my dear, save your breath!"
"Let me go, you sick bastard! I'm going to rip your fucking throat out!" Sake barked, skin paling slowly. Blackness cheeped up from the corners of her eyes. Then, she felt electricity pass through her body and she grunted through the pain.
"Those words are so unbecoming of a lady such as yourself. Now keep quiet as I crush your pathetic boyfriend." Errol jerked hard on the controls and the cockpit dove in for a strike, the nose of the frame soon glowing red as a pinpoint of light began to form then grow.
Jak dodged to one side as a massive metallic tentacle struck at him from one side, then the other. The flat surface of the Terraformer made a terrible place to fight. It was laced with pipes and cracks that made maneuvering difficult. Furthermore, wave after wave of creatures formed from eco stormed at him. It wasn't long before ammunition started to become a real concern.
He had just managed to sever the last metallic tentacle when a bright red beam slammed into the metal surface where he'd just been moments before. Cursing loudly, he got to his feet and made a mad dash to keep ahead of the beam as Errol guided it after him. It managed to catch one of the eco creatures and it burst into flames before dissolving with an unceremonious flash.
The beam stopped and he watched as the cockpit swung wide to one side. He heard Errol curse over the loudspeakers. The Terraformer had been damaged and the controls were beginning to suffer from the effects. Two large tanks glowed brightly on the backside of the cockpit, shielded only by a few small plates of metal. Jak quickly switched to his Peacemaker and charged up a shot.
The shot rang true and zeroed in on its target, smashing into the tanks with a glorious explosion. He heard Errol shout in desperation over the sound of the sandstorm before bursting into a hearty laugh.
"You would kill your own girlfriend just to destroy me? How tragic!"
"Jak don't worry about me, just kill him!"
Jak felt his heart jump, hearing Sake's voice. She was in there, with Errol!
Then Sake shrieked. "I said quiet!" Errol barked. Jak scowled, balling up his fists as his knuckles turned white.
How dare he lay a hand on Sake- that asshole was going to die a very slow, very painful death. Even if that metal body couldn't feel pain, he'd find a way to make him suffer- He was sure of it.
The slap hurt, but not in the way that made her flinch in pain. No, it hurt something deep inside and sent her to a place she hadn't been to in years.
Her cell had never been this soft, and the strong musk of a strangers scent was unfamiliar to her. The odor was bitter and terrifying in a way.
Her eyes drifted open. This certainly wasn't her cell. This was someone's personal quarters. She was laying on a bed, roughly big enough for two people and draped with soft, rich blood red blankets. She had been stripped bare, prison uniform neatly folded and stacked at the foot of the bed. The room was small, roughly four of her cells combined. The air was humid and a gentle chill nipped at her skin. There were shelves with trophies and medals, books about racing and vehicles, and pictures of Errol being awarded various prizes and commendations.
A door a few feet from the bed slid open. The strong smell of soap and a thick cloud of steam wafted out. Errol appeared in the doorway, wearing a loose pair of pants and nothing else.
What was going on. She panicked, trying to climb off of the bed and away from him but she quickly realized that her wrists and ankles had been bound while a cloth gag had been firmly tied in her mouth.
Errol sneered, thumbs cupping the rim of his pants as he undid the button while sliding one knee up onto the bed.
Her blood ran cold and tears poured freely from her eyes.
Fear.
A single tear paves the way for more, eyes squeezed tightly shut as she balls her fists and tugs against her restraints. They don't budge. The cockpit rocks from an explosion.
His hands were cold, and his touch was forceful and lacking any remorse or care. His lips against her neck were greedy and untamed, leaving bruises. His scent wreaked of motor oil and sweat. He was heavy against her and she whimpered as his breath burned hot against her ear.
Fear curdled into rage. She lurched, latching onto his shoulder with all teeth, biting as hard as possible. She tasted blood.
He cried out, fist raised and striking her hard. She wailed, going still beneath him.
"Worthless piece of trash. I treat you like a queen and this is the thanks I get?" He raises his arm again, hand flat. She winces, then feels the sting. The skin on her face wells up with a perfect imprint.
Suddenly the weight over her is gone, and she opens her eyes just long enough to see him go into the bathroom. Blood is pouring from two semi circular marks on his left shoulder, it looks like he was bitten by a wild animal. He shuts the door, then the door to the room opens.
Two guards step in. She curls up. She's naked and she can't let them see her this way, violated and humiliated. She's pulled off the bed and forced to get dressed. Her clothes are shredded rags. They haven't given her new ones in months.
She's forced back down the narrow hallway where all the worst of the worst are caged like wild animals. They're banging their trays against the cell doors, shouting. Her cell is at the end of the hallway and the door opens with a buzz and a heavy thud.
She's cast inside, discarded like trash and the door is shut behind her once more. She hears them laugh.
Whore, they say.
But they would never touch her- Errol would never let them.
This was how it had been for over a year.
The darkness overtakes her, mentally and physically.
Rage.
Time stops. Her heartbeat booms in her head. She can feel her blood rushing through her veins.
Everything hurts.
Her veins are on fire, as if they flowed with glass and razor blades. Her voice is hoarse from screaming.
There's an alarm, and a voice.
"Bio-readings peaking. Vitals falling. Subject D305 in critical condition." Its feminine, synthesized- uncaring. "Recommended course of action; Disengage Injection Cycle immediately."
"Errol have you gone mad? You're going to kill her." Deep, rough, unsympathetic, and demanding. Baron Praxis. "These test subjects are of no use to us if they're dead."
A pause. The pain lasts longer and longer.
"As you wish."
The eco flow stops. The needles are withdrawn, but the pain remains. Its a part of her now, ingrained so deeply in the fabric of her being; such a part of her awake and in sleep.
Her chest rises and falls in quick, uneven patterns as she pants. Her body is drenched in sweat. She stares at the bright light overhead, pupils merely pinpoints and she thinks she's dying.
"If we don't get results soon, we'll have wasted all our time. I want your report by tomorrow evening and results from the blood tests by the end of the week." The Baron again, and his heavy foot steps grow quieter as he leaves. There are other footsteps, and the gentle clank of metal armor. The guards have left as well.
She feels only the presence of one now. The smell of motor oil fills her senses. There's a hand on her cheek now.
"It's a shame you've been so uncooperative. You're the shining achievement of all our work, the pinnacle of evolutionary perfection and yet you cling stubbornly to the hope that you'll be rescued. Pathetic."
She is left alone to suffer in silence. The air is cold and the world is lost to her.
Hatred. Loathing. Disgust. Shame. Bloodlust.
. . .
. . . Clarity.
As if on command, something snapped.
The voices of Catalyst and her darker self echoed in her mind. They were lending their power, their strength, their hatred and humility.
Sake growled low and deep, then let out an agonizing roar. Each memory brought with it an uncontrollable desire; the insatiable urge to take the life of the man that had brought her two painful years of suffering. Her body reacted, skin going gray as death. The transformation was like many others before it, each body part adjusting to accommodate the newly formed changes.
The process continued as she pulled fervently against the restraints. Errol had finally been alerted to her change and turned to watch with horror as she struggled for freedom.
The wall the restraints that held her to began to warp and there was a deep groaning noise from within the frame of the cockpit as one of the wrist bands completely gave way. With a jerk of her other arm, the other tore free, leaving only her ankles bound. The transformation had torn or broken all of the straps holding on her armor, leaving only the shredded underclothing and a few scraps of armor clinging desperately on the bands that hadn't been ripped by the process.
The muscles in her legs rippled as the bridge of her foot became elongated. Joints and digits fused and reorganized themselves to shift into a pair of draconic feet, each of the four long toes tipped with massive black talons.
The restraints could no longer withstand the pressures and force applied to them, giving way as Sake tugged at them.
Finally she stood in all her glory, black eyes boring deep into Errol's synthetic ones.
Jak watched from below as the cockpit's interior filled with a brilliant violet light. He had heard screams of desperation, the sounds of the frame being ripped to pieces as something inside tore its way out. Suddenly the cockpit sparked and exploded in a glorious fiery red and violet plume. Black smoke billowed and the blond narrowly avoided being crushed as Errol's burned and dented body fell from the conflagration and slammed into the Terraformer's deck.
Sake landed a few feet away from Errol as he slowly began to inch away.
"Always the fighter.. Won't you ever learn? Compared to me, you're nothing." Errol jeered, finally standing before crouching low. He was ready for her.
"Say what you want, you sick fuck." Sake bit at the air like a rabid dog and moved so quickly that Jak and Daxter had a hard time keeping up. She slammed headlong into Errol and they went flying. The blond swiveled on one heel as they blew by. There were sparks as Errol's back ground against the metal floor below and Sake leaped high into the air.
Orbs of solid black collected in her palms, outlined by a brilliant, angry violet. They arced and once they both grew to a foot in diameter each, she hurled them hard at Errol. He raised his massive metal arm for protection. Both struck their mark, and he was instantly consumed in violet flames that burned quick and hungrily. When the smoke finally blew away, Errol stood, completely unscathed. A ring of damage circled him and there was a flicker of light as a spherical shield winked out.
"A gift, from the Dark Makers for bringing them to victory. Their technology is quite impressive."
She dove in for a up-close and personal strike but he dodged and grabbed her wrist, jerking and hurling her hard enough that she went careening off the edge of the battlefield. There was a brief second as she vanished below the threshold, only to zip back up at blinding speeds, dashing toward him, and dolling out a harsh kick to his chest. Errol didn't have time to react, feeling himself being thrown upon impact.
"Jak, why the hell are we just standin' here? We gotta go help Sake!" Daxter shrieked, poised atop Jak's shoulder plate and ready to strike. The young hero shook his head firmly. "What?"
"This is her fight Daxter. I want Errol dead too, but she deserves this, after everything he did." Jak tightened his grip on his Peacemaker subconsciously as he bit his lip, watching them clash. Daxter furled his eyebrows and made a defeated noise.
It was fierce battle, each exchanging blows. She was fast and strong, but he was stronger. Each time she'd go in for a blow, he'd either deflect or completely redirect her attack, sending her flying.
Sake's wings beat in even strides, suspending her in the air. She was already bruised and bloodied, while a gash along her right shoulder bled profusely. The fight was starting to take its toll on her, but she could see that the stress was effecting Errol as well. The metal all across his body was was dented and scratched, servos sparked and clattered noisily. What little flesh that remained on his face was burned, some of it peeling off to reveal lifeless metal beneath.
Errol grinned, then started to laugh.
"What's so funny." Sake barked, voice bellowing.
"All this effort, and for what? A few flashy attacks? I guess I was wrong about you." Metallic lips parted to reveal a facsimile of teeth. "Not that there was ever anything particularly special about you after all..." His words carried on long after he was silent.
"And what the fuck's that supposed to mean, huh?" Tension crawled up and down her muscles. The rage that had subsided gently throughout the course of the conflict was building again. It was as if this man lived and breathed to infuriate her.
"Oh you think you're the only girl I kept company in that pisshole of a prison?Well you're dead wrong. Just one of the herd- a piece of cattle I milked for pleasure... and you played your part so well too.." His words rolled off his tongue while he grinned, smug and confident.
Jak swallowed hard. If what Errol was saying was making him bristle this much, he could only imagine what it was doing to Sake. He watched her face tighten and her eyes narrow.
"I'm going gut you and hang your corpse from the gallows, you son of a bitch.." Sake spat, growling now. The noise was guttural and inhuman.
"I'd like to see you try!" Errol gave a massive leap into the air, thrusters kicking into full blast. He and Sake collided mid air. She latched onto his shoulders with her dextrous feet while striking in quick succession. Meanwhile Errol's laughter grew louder and louder, mocking every move she made.
"Shut UP!" Claws brandished, she swiped for his face but they cleaved only air and he flung her back to the ground by her horns, snapping one off halfway down in the process. She flipped end over end, unable to regain her composure before slamming into the desert below.
Spitting sand out, she hefted herself up onto her shaking arms and a shadow formed around her, growing larger by the second. She glanced back only to see Errol and she rolled to the side right as he slammed into the ground.
Jak ran to the edge of the Terraformer's deck just in time to see her dodge out of the way, beating her wings quickly to ascend before he could pivot for a counterattack. The fight was once taken to the air as each battled for their own reasons.
"Just give up, Sake." Errol demanded, throwing a hefty punch which she dodged nimbly. Finally she drifted down to the deck once more, landing with a heavy thud. Errol landed too, arms crossed triumphantly. He could see the fatigue in her eyes while her body trembled.
"Never. I won't stop, not until you're dead! Not until I smash your fucking face into the ground and spit on your remains!"
"Didn't I tell you, language like that is so filthy. Come now love, stop this nonsense." He was toying with her, egging her on. It worked.
She swallowed hard, failing as she tried to choke back more tears while cupping her hand over her shoulder.
"Aren't you even going to bother making this worth my time?" Errol cocked his head to one side. Sake visibly shook with rage.
"Worthless."
"Your life will never amount to anything."
"Your existence has no purpose."
"No one is ever going to save you. You'll rot in this prison."
"All you're good for is keeping a man company."
It was so fast that no one saw it coming. No one could have expected it. One moment Sake stood firmly in place and the next, she was in front of Errol, one fist thrust cleanly through his midsection.
Errol stared down, gawking as his jaw hung agape. Her face was blank of any emotion as she ripped her arm free, taking with it a fistful of parts and wires. He tried to retaliate but before he could react, she grabbed ahold of his robot arm, planting a foot on his thigh before yanking hard and fast in the opposite direction. It tore free in a shower of sparks and eco.
"You rotten bitch, you'll pay for tha-!" Errol's words were hitched in his throat as he stumbled back, his other arm missing from the shoulder down. He stumbled back, unable to gain his balance.
Two more spheres of concentrated Dark Eco pelted the ground at his feet, sending him skyward in a glorious explosion. When he finally hit the ground after rising and falling in a great arch, both legs had been blown clean off.
What was still human within him coughed, thick black liquid gurgling up from his throat as it rolled out of the corners of his mouth. He stared with horror as Sake stalked toward him, each step seeming to shake the world loose. She stopped next to him, raising her foot before pressing it to his head. It engulfed his face and every muscle and nerve in her body fired as she let out a desperate cry. With all the force possible, she squeezed and pushed, crushing Errol's head.
Jak stared on in complete shock, both at her display of power and at the mechanical corpse before him. Sake was standing over the body now, head hung between her shoulders as tears were caught by the wind. Daxter jumped from his shoulder as Jak slowly came up behind her. She jumped when he put a hand on her shoulder, then wrapped his arms around her from behind.
It was only then that she collapsed to her knees, bloody and exhausted. Jak simply held her for a good while, turning her to cradle her into the crook of his neck. Daxter breathed in deeply, exhaling in a long sigh before padding up and resting a furry paw on her side.
"Its over..He's finally gone.." The color returned to her skin, and her entire body reverted to normal.
"This time for good." Jak cracked a smile and she peered up, pale lips parting with a bloodied grin.
"Yeah.."
It was just one at first, then a few more, until finally it was an entire crowd of voices all celebrating and cheering in unison. Sake's attention turned from Jak to the source of the noise.
It seemed the whole of Spargas had come out in unison to witness the conclusion of the fight. Someone fired their rifle and then everyone was. Swords clanged together, and voices cried out in harmony for their salvation.
Sake choked back a few tears of joy this time, pursing her lips before grinning wide and letting out a good heartfelt laugh. Jak breathed in deep and smiled too. Daxter struck a pose and waved to Tess in the crowd before blowing a kiss. Tess, Sig, Keira, Samos, Torn, Ashlein, and so many others were there too, all cheering and celebrating.
"C'mon, let's go join the party." Jak said as he stood, helping Sake to her feet.
Sake tugged gently at his hand. He stopped, then turned. She was blushing.
"Jak. Let's get married!" She said, squeezing gently. He almost jumped out of his skin.
"Wait, what, now?" He flushed red too and Daxter grinned his approval.
"No, tonight!" Sake was giddy, holding his hands in hers now before raising them. He gave a squeeze back.
"Alright. Tonight." He smiled, making an 'oof' noise as Sake nearly tackled him. He wrapped his arms around her, lifting her before giving a full spin only to set her back down and put his fingers on her chin. "I love you."
"I love you too, Mar." Sake said, almost catching Jak off guard. They closed the gap for a kiss, earning another long bout of cheering from the crowd below, some thousand voices carrying out over the desert as the sun started to rise gently over the dunes.
The kiss broke after several seconds, both beaming with joy. Finally, Jak turned to face the crowd.
"Lets get going, we've got a wedding to plan!" Jak's body immediatly flashed white, long tendril wings spreading gracefully as he sweapt Sake into his arms and took off into the sky toward the gates of Spargas. Sake gave a shriek of suprise, then waved to the people below as they passed by.
A/N: Holy fuck that was a doozey. Thanks for stickin it through! Hope you enjoyed this. Dunno how long it'll be till i can update this again, but the following chapters will be 'epilogue' material basically.
Edit: Only added a few extra lines at the end because otherwise, leading into the next chapter would have been difficult and i couldn't get the opening of 26 to sound quite right.