Chapter 11: Battle for the City Pt 2

Date: October 30, 3657

Location: Port

Sig cursed as he watched the air train take off with little Mar inside, he had no doubt that Jak had seen him; but wasn't surprised that the young woman hadn't yelled for him to jump inside. 'Damas,' he thought as he grabbed him comm. unit and opened a channel to the King, he hadn't even said anything when the king answered with a huff. "What is it?" he demanded, sounding a bit out of breath.

"You're never going to believe who I just saw." Sig said and waited with berated breath.

"Mar, where is he?" Damas asked with a sigh of relief.

"You remember Jak?" Sig asked, a yes a second later told him to continue. "Well the girl had him with her when she jumped onto the air train. I'm headed to the Port station to get the tracking of the vehicle. We'll have your boy back in no time."

"Sig," Damas breathed. "Thank-you."

"Now don't get emotional just yet." Sig warned him. "We have yet to get him."

"I'll meet you at the station, but first get a hold of the commanders and tell them to get out of the city." Damas ordered with a frown.

"Why, we're winning." Sig looked at the device with confusion.

"Praxis set off a set of bombs." There was a pause, but at that news Sig's eyes widened. "The city is going to blow up and I have no idea where these devices are."

"Got it." Sig said as he cut the transmission and jumped over a corpse of a KG soldier that had been killed by a metal head. After dialing in the correct digits he heard a gruff voice answer. "Kliever, get the other commanders on the line and tell 'em that the king has ordered us to evac now!"

"What!? Why?" the battlemaster asked as he killed another townie with his jagged razor edged sword.

"Because the King says Praxis has set off some bombs that are hidden somewhere in the city, now get them on the comm. and get the fuck out Cherry!" Sig yelled into the unit before dropping the call and dialing another as he rounded the corner to the air train station.

Location: Industrial Sector

Torn assisted Ashelin through the construction site, because even though the most serious of wounds were taken care of by the green eco, she was still pretty badly injured. It was just as they reached the walkway towards the entrance when they heard a whirling sound behind them. Both spun around, Torn switching the mods on his gun from sniper rifle to assault rifle, and Ashelin grabbed the pistol that was magnetically attached to his hip; was when they saw a platform rising from a lower room and a group of round structures rose from the platform. It was as they walked towards the newly raised devices that Torn notices a count down on one, and then another and another.

"Shit." he cursed quietly as Ashelin's eyes widened in horror at what she was seeing. "JINX!" Torn yelled into his comm. unit that was attached to his suit.

"Holy-" He heard the soldier reply as he grabbed his helmet in surprise to his commander's yelled. "No yellin man or next time I see ya I callin' ya the same thing that rat boy calls you."

"Shut up!" Torn ordered. "We've got a serious problem."

"What is it?" the pyro asked as he recognized the panic in his commander's voice.

"I've got three big assed bombs in the center of the city that have a countdown of only eighteen in a half minutes and I need you to get your ass over to my location ASAP!" Torn growled as he approached the three large bombs that were taller than he was.

"How big is big?" Jinx questioned as he looked down from his position on the lurker balloon and could see the port from where he was. Turning he looked at Brutter; "Land there." He pointed to where the second construction site was. The lurker chief nodded as Samos looked at Jinx with a questioning look. "I've gotta help my brother in arms." He explained to the sage. Turning towards Tess he looked at her. "Stay with them and complete the mission." He ordered her, which got a nod from the undercover underground agent.

"They're about the size of three Krew's each." Torn answered as he looked at the bombs. "I think these are those piercer bombs we heard Praxis was building, but could never find any blueprints to." Torn heard a curse from the bomb expert. "Yeah." was his answer to the curse as he turned towards Ashelin who suddenly looked up and saw a Lurker balloon coming down low enough for a blue and gold armored man to jump from it and land safely.

The duo watched as said soldier walked over to them and watched as his visor lifted and revealed Jinx. "Okay," Jinx said as he looked at the bombs and whistled. "Oh baby." He cooed as he touched the surface of one. "You two better begin evacuating, just in case." He said as he pulled out one of his many bomb tools that were attached to the belt of his armor suit. "I don't know if I'll be able to stop this one." He muttered softly as he began to unscrew the first of the many screws.

"We aren't leaving you Jinx." Torn said as he placed a hand on his friends shoulder.

"As sentimental and important I know I am to you two love birds, I'd feel better when I die that you two didn't blow up with me." she said as the side panel came off with a click as he took the last screw off of it and suddenly he cursed and his eyes widened.

"What is it?" Ashelin asked as she peering into the mass of wires.

"Uh…" Jinx said as he looked at the maze of red wires. "Either I'm seein' things or all those wires are red."

"You're not seeing things." Torn replied as he too saw the red wires.

"Shit!" Jinx cursed. "What kind of an idiot would use one colored wire for his bomb!"

"One that doesn't want his bomb to not explode." Ashelin sighed. "My father must've made sure this would happen."

"Can you still stop them?" Torn asked.

"No. Nuh-uh." He shook his head. "I'm good, but I'm not that good! I need to be able to find the main wire that would stop this, but I can't!" he pulled his hands away from the wires and looked at the timer.

They had ten minutes left.

"Let's go." Ashelin said as she ordered the two soldiers out of the construction site. "Get a hold of everybody and tell them to evac the city, now!" she turned the corner and got into her cruiser, both men jumped into the large KG zoomer cruiser and held on as Ashelin floored it towards the outskirts of the city.

Location: Nest

Jak watched as Daxter pulled the unconscious body of the pilot into a sitting position on the bench inside of the air train, tied him up, took off his helmet; so the guy couldn't call for backup and then left him inside the transport. "Okay, babe." He said as he grabbed his gun and the two pistols he'd pulled off of the pilot. "Let's get Kid to the rondo point." He snapped the clips into the pistols and kept his other gun on his back. Jak nodded and followed her friend, but the deeper they went into the outer edges of the nest and more skeleton remains they saw both began to wonder where the metal heads all were.

That was until they came to a large structure known as Mar's Gun. The giant canon of a weapon laid in ruins and the nest itself laid ahead of them completely open. "Wow." Jak muttered as she looked at the destruction that the weapon obviously had caused.

"Ya know," Daxter began as they made their way around the destroyed gun. "I always heard that Mar never fired that gun before he vanished." He looked at the pieces of the gun that were still holding onto the structure.

"Maybe the legend is wrong." Jak muttered as she held the little boy's head down and made sure he couldn't see anything that could frighten the three or four year old child. It was as she was climbing up a hill that had downed assault tanks, cruisers, and other miscellaneous vehicles that she heard Daxter gasp. Looking up she saw he'd reached the top before her. Upon reaching the top herself she found herself gasping in surprise.

In front of the duo they saw dead metal heads, these were kinds they'd never seen. There were some that looked like some sort of spider, a mutated version of a crab head, worm-like ones, and some sort of metal head that had tri-pedal legs and looked like it hopped around. Then there were the larger ones that looked like they were some sort of animal that roamed their planet millions of years ago. Every one of them were dead, blood having stopped oozing out of their wounds, brain matter liquefied and surrounding their bodies heads, and the stench was enough to make a grown man puke up his dinner, as Daxter found out as his stomach began to rebel against him.

"Looks like whatever came through here killed them all not too long ago." Jak mumbled as she began to walk around the dead bodies.

"Ugh!" Daxter groaned as he touched his stomach. "Hope that whatever killed these things are long gone." He muttered as he followed Jak for a few moments before gaining control of his body and getting back in front of her; his weapons ready for whatever they'd find ahead of them.

So as they came to the cavernous area of the metal head leader they were expecting to find something there, but found it completely empty, or so they thought until they found the rift gate and it's rings spinning and just right underneath it was a statue made of gold that had the image of an Elf. When they heard the lurker balloon approach them they turned towards it.

Jak waved his hand at them so that they'd see where the duo were and just as Brutter landed the balloon Daxter saw something flash in the corner of his eye and pulled his pistols up and looked in awe at the statue. It's eyes were now glowing a bright white color.

"Hello Jak, Daxter." it said and both Elves suddenly froze.

Location: Port

Sig was just hotwiring an air train transport when he heard somebody jump into the back. Turning quickly he was about to punch whoever it was when he spotted Damas and two other wastelanders, one was Kleiver; the other was Benson, Kleiver's kid brother. "Is this thing ready?" Damas asked as he watched Sig get into the pilot's chair.

"Hold your pants on," Sig muttered as he began pressing button that brought the machine online. He smirked as everything lit up like it was supposed to do and grabbed the wheel and began to steer it out of the station and off to where the other air train was.

"Where are we going?" Damas asked as he began to ready his weapons for whatever was waiting for them once they landed.

"The nest." Sig said, which caused Damas' head to snap up.

There was only one place on this planet that would be called The Nest and that was the metal head's home ground. "What the hell is that woman doing with my son!?" he demanded, Sig just shook his head.

"I don't know what the Chilipeppers are up to, but it better be good." Sig growled his own displeasure at what was happening as he drove the air train passed the other one and right up to the nest itself. Sig artificial and regular eye widened as he saw the large hole in the side of the mountain that was the nest. As Sig landed the transport the back door lowers and the group of wastelanders ran out of the door and up into the nest, their weapons ready to kill any metal heads, but every single one of the creatures they found, they noticed how very dead the creatures were.

"Stiff." Kleiver said. "Had to be dead fer a few weeks, at least."

Sig frowned. 'Something wasn't right here,' he thought as they continued through the nest and came to a large cavernous area where at the end of it was a large swirling set of rings. In front of the rings were Jak and Daxter, who were standing next to some sort of vehicle, two green guys and a person in blue and golden armor. In Jak's arms was little Mar, who was holding onto Jak as if his life depended on the woman.

It was then that a voice came from the statue behind the swirling rings. "In order to correct some things that had occurred your destiny had to be altered Jak."

The wastelanders stopped behind a large boulder, however Damas didn't stop and proceeded ahead. It was then that Jak's ear twitched and she turned; at the same time she turned towards the king she pulled out her sword and brought it up to protect the young Prince. Damas went to activate his staff weapon when the voice from the statue begun speaking again.

"STOP!" it yelled. "This is not how things are to be." it redirected its voice towards Jak. "Jak, put your weapon back. You cannot kill King Damas; for he is not only important to us; the Precursors, but to you as well."

"What do you –" she was interrupted by the Precurorean statue that was next to the rift gate rings.

"As I'm sure you've already figured out, young Prince Mar will go through the rings to Sandover Village; where he'll be renamed by the Green Sage and will be called, Jak. He and you are one and the same. This place is where you began and it is where the circle will end." the statue said. "You, King Damas, have been looking for your son for years; even after you cursed us for what happened to your family, we did what we could to protect young Mar from the horrors of life; but even after all we have done Praxis still found him, torture him, and altered him into a woman. Jak is Mar and your son is now your daughter."

"I still say it'd be incredibility easy fer them to turn ya back." Daxter whispered into Jak's ear.

"Ah, but lightning if we did that, then Jak's destiny with you would be destroyed." The statue said with a bit of mirth in its voice. "No, Jak's destiny has become something even greater than it would've been if she'd remained a man. With this one alteration the Mar line will be strengthened and will be hidden very well from their enemies, most of which have been destroyed this very night." There was a pause. "However because we wish to ensure the development of this city and your species we will help you when you cannot and the destruction of Haven City will be adverted, but in order for that to occur you must be ready for what is to come. The city would have been destroyed by an explosion from a bomb that Praxis had hidden in the city. This bomb was and is big enough to destroy this city and turn half of the wasteland into glass by the shear heat and force. This would've effected Spargus City as well." There was another pause.

"So Haven will be spared and so will the wasteland city Spargus?" Keira asked as she fiddled with her fingers unsure what to say or do because of the information they'd been given by this…thing.

"Yes." was the statue's reply, "However, what is to follow will challenge both cities and those beyond."

"What do ya mean?" Daxter asked as he put his weapons on his hips.

"Thousands of years before your species even began to walk upon this world our kind was a scientific species that enjoyed shaping worlds with the eco from our own home world. Then one day dark eco was discovered on our world, its possibilities were endless, but at a price." The statue sounded sad. "One of our kind named Errol discovered that with enough of this substance he could reshape his own body with mechanical parts that were engineered to channel the dark substance easily, he began to incorporate more mechanical parts into his body until his body was completely mechanical and no piece was left to be organic. He began to infiltrate many parts of our society and soon there was a division of our species, half began to experiment with the dark substance and the other half exiled ourselves as far away from those people, but then they started to influence the younger worlds and began to terraform them to create more dark eco and soon whole worlds began being destroyed; we began to call them the Dark Makers." There was a paused. "We destroyed our home world and thus most of the experimental scientific inventions that were being created; with them Errol was killed or so we thought. A few dozen or so years ago a Dark Maker escape pod arrived on your world. Inside was our enemy Errol; but he was severely injured and needed an organic host to survive. He took a young soldier who happened to share his name by nature, Erol. As the years went by the one once known as Erol died and what was left was our enemy Errol. Slowly he'd been recreating his body and we fear that soon he will reemerge and call his brethren here. A war is about to start and it will either end with the destruction of this world or the destruction of Errol and his forces."

"What's this got to do with my son?" Damas growled, getting slightly annoyed. By this time the wastelanders that had come with him had surround the king, which had caused Jak's arms to tighten around the tiny boy in her arms.

"I am getting to that." The statue said. "We decided a long time ago that we needed warriors, so we began to look for channeling warriors amongst the world in this outer sector of the galaxy that had habitable worlds and intelligent life upon those worlds. We found none." There was a sadness to the being voice once again. "We then found your world and found that some of your kind had a mutation that allowed them to channel eco like our own warriors, unfortunately we found through simulations that your kind would eventually lose this ability within the next few thousand years of evolution. So we took it upon ourselves to ensure that Channelers did not disappear through the natural evolution of your species and in doing to so we created another mutation, that if a channeler was forced with enough eco into his or her body they could and would switch sexes in order to protect themselves from the change and in doing so their brains created a second personality and these personalities could be violent, though some could become the best of warriors. However, this was only a one percentage of all channelers and it was thought to be acceptable." Jak sighed. "We're sorry Jak, but as I've said before, you've become something so much more than what we expected and we know your destiny will be great." Jak nodded. "Once the channelers of your kind began to show up every generation we went to leave; but a few, myself included, wished to remain and see what would come from your kind. So we created a base on one of the moons that circulate around your planet and we've monitored your kind ever since. Then the metal heads, creatures created by the Dark Makers, found your world and I decided to intervene."

"How?" Jak asked as she looked around. "What'd you do?"

Silence filled the cavern. "I became an Elf." The being said. "I protected your kind, I created the shield wall, I fell in love and I became your ancestor."

Damas' eyes widened and Jak's eyebrows shot up, while both of the Samos' stood stock still. "Great Precurosors, Mar was a Precursor?" the elder looked at Jak.

"Holy shit Jak, yer part Precursor!" Daxter yelled as he looked at his best friend slash girlfriend. "Cool, I'm dating a Precursor."

Jak flushed and then glared at Daxter; who was smirking mischievously. Damas looked at the red haired boy. "What?"

"Actually Jak is only one sixteenth of a Precursor." Mar replied.

"How'd you become a statue?" Keira asked as she continued to look at the golden statue.

"I had to protect Haven." He answered. "So I approached Kor, I made a deal. I'd become his prisoner and he wouldn't attack Haven for three centuries until I knew for certain that one of my descendants would defeat him. You see an old seer name Vani told me that my descendant in three hundred years would be the one to defeat the metal head leader, that this descendant was the same one rumored to be the one who defeated the legendary Dark Sages Gol and Maia. So I made the deal and when I did my powers that held me in my Elvin form changed me in to what you see. Kor had tried many times to kill me, but my powers were too great for him to overcome."

"Can't you change back into an Elf?" Tess asked as she removed her visor.

"Yes." Mar replied "But I am a man of my word."

"Kor is dead." Jak said. "I killed him in your tomb, which I'm guessing isn't a tomb at all."

There was a laugh. "No, it isn't." was the response. "It's a place for my descendants to challenge themselves in order to find the stone and gain the sense of responsibilities that come with becoming a leader." Suddenly the entire room was filled with a bright golden light. Everybody shielded their eyes, and when they opened their eyes the room had dimmed once again and in front of Jak stood a man with green hair, which had a single thick braid on the side of his head and mustache and chin hair around his face. His eyes glowed golden yellow. He wore golden armor, with a white cloak over his shoulders and a single amulet around his neck. On his waist was a long sword, its hit was decorative with a floral look to it. He wasn't plain looking at all, but was actually quite handsome.

Jak's eyes were wide as she actually met her ancestor. Mar approached Jak and took the young Prince in his arms and chuckled as the little boy began to giggle. The man turned towards young Samos and handed him the boy. "Go." He said causing the green man to nod numbly as he got into the rift rider. Within moments the vehicle lifted and vanished into the rift, moments later the rift began to fall apart.

"It's strange," Samos began, "the boy will never remember any of this."

"Not true." Jak said causing the sage to look at her, her own father and Mar himself looking at her as well. "I remember the light and within time I remembered who I was."

Samos sighed. "I am sorry Jak." He said with a sad sigh causing Mar to touch the old man's shoulder.

"It was your destiny wise one to go and do what you had to do in order to protect an innocent child."

This left Jak looking over at Daxter who yawned. "Now what?" Daxter asked Mar.

"Now, we prepare ourselves for when the Dark Ones come and be ready to protect those we love." He said as he turned on his heal.

"Where are you going to go?" Jak asked, Keira and Daxter taking up positions on either side of her.

Mar turned and smirked at Jak. "I'm going to gather whoever I can for this coming battle, which you should do as well." and with that Jak watched his ancestor vanish from the mouth of the cavern and then turned towards Damas.

"Uh..." she scratched the back of her neck. "Hi."

Damas looked at his now nervous looking…daughter? The girl looked like she was caught between wanting to hug him or shaking his hand in greeting. Deciding to take mercy upon the girl he wrapped an arm around her neck and chuckled. "I've always known our family was a bit strange, this only proves it."

Jak snorted, "You have no idea." She said hoping against hope that the strangeness that'd just occurred would soon leave them and they'd all be able to continue onwards, even if that meant that one day they'd have to fight in order survive the future that was rapidly approaching them and as the sun rose over the ashes of Haven City a new area was about to begin.

M-Angel: Hope everybody likes this chapter. I can honestly say that I have been super busy and that's why it's taken so long to get this out.
xoxoangii: Which is totally understandable, but the wait feels so long!
M-Angel: I bet nobody say that twist coming. hehehe...So review and I'll try to get the next one out faster. ^_^