Ch11
After Jak and Daxter returned from their mission with relocating the Underground members, Torn got us on the horn and started to explain the mission he was talking about. "Scouts have reported movement in Dead Town. The Metal Heads are going towards the sacred site, just as before," he explained. "What happened before?" Daxter asked in a worried tone. Tess had left by now and the Kid had been escorted to a different location by her. "The Metal Heads broke through the shield and the Baron pulled back, leaving everyone outside the new wall to die. Only the Shadow stayed and somehow stopped the attack."
"And you expect us to go back out there?" Jak asked. "You catch on fast. If you prevent the Metal Heads from reaching the sacred site, the Shadow will be... most grateful. He might even ask to see you..." Jak and I were about to leave when Torn stopped us. "Here, I'm probably wasting this, but here's some Vulcan Barrels for those peashooters of yours. And believe me, you're gonna need 'em." I took mine and Jak took his, which made Torn shake his head slightly.
"Okay... if we do this mission, we can finally meet the Shadow!" Daxter smiled. "Yeah... about that..." I frowned, hopping into the driver's seat of the double-seater and Jak jumping in the passenger side. "What?" "This Shadow person they talked about... they said he's in training to be a green eco sage. And didn't you guys mention that one of your friends was a full blown green eco sage to begin with?" "Um... yeah, his name was Samos. Kiera's his daughter..." "Does that mean she can use eco as well?" "Well... so far all she knows how to do is invent amazing machines."
"Sounds like she's pretty smart. Something I don't have... since I learned everything I know from home school in children jail in my world..." "A jail for children?" Daxter asked. "Juvenile Detention Center, where the criminally minded youth of the world gather after convicting crimes. Trust me when I say that Juvie, as we call it, isn't even near as bad as the jail in this world." "I'll take your word on that," Jak smiled.
When we finally reached Dead Town, the place where Jak and I got the banner, we immediately were ambushed by a bunch of Scorpion Metal Heads, which I easily killed with a blaster shot for all of them. "Okay! Now we should go this way," I smiled, leading the duo over the small hill and attacking a Metal Grunt as soon as it spotted us. Then we were met with the bane of my existence, Mr. Grenade Launching Metal Head. "Alright... time to light 'em up!" I smiled, letting loose a flurry of blue pellets at the Metal Head as it fell into the poisonous water surrounding its small island.
After dealing with two more grenade slingers and climbing up some ruined paths, and destroying many other Metal Scorpions and Grunts, we eventually made it to the sacred site... Samos's House. "I-Is that... is that?! No it couldn't be... that's not..." Daxter said, at a loss for words for once. "It's... Samos's Hut..." Jak gasped. "But how? When? Where? Why?!" "We're in the future Dax! This... horrible place... is our world!"
I sighed heavily and sat down on the ground looking away from Jak and Daxter. "I guess we don't have as much in common as I thought, huh?" I frowned, twirling my curly hair with my pointer finger. "Um... you mean that we're not from a different world but a different time?" Jak asked. "Yeah... If you guys aren't from a different world but I am... it just means one less thing we can compare to each other... doesn't it?" "Of course we're from a different world!" Daxter exclaimed.
That was something I did not expect. Daxter speaking up. "We may be from the past of this world. but it's sure as hell a much different world than ours! In our world, Metal Heads weren't a thing! And the world was MUCH more peaceful!" "Well... my world doesn't have any monsters at all... and it's riddled with nonstop violence and sickos that beat their wives, kill many people for no reason, and even blow up entire cities with atomic bombs!" "Sounds just like this world..." "This world is actually a god send if ONLY because you can kill monsters on a regular basis with no repercussions!"
After we got back and much confusion occurred from Jak and Daxter meeting young Samos, I sneaked outside and made a quick call to Kiera. "Hey K? It's Alice? You read me?" I asked. "Yeah I read you. What's up?" she asked back. "My partners in the Underground need a little bit of a speed boost for going after some Metal Head Scouts in Haven Forest... think you can leave the Jet Board by the entrance for them?"
"Of course! Anything to help out the Underground... wait... you work for both the Underground AND Krew?" "I don't like working for Mr. Jellybuns, but I need to find out from him about what's going on in the war between Haven and the Metal Heads." "Okay... I just sent the Jet Board to the entrance. I'll even let your Underground friends keep it!" "Awesome! Okay... I'll contact you later, okay?" "Alright. Just stay cautious about Krew... he's creepy..." "Yeah... creepy being the operative word..."
"Um... Mr. Jellybuns?" Daxter smirked from behind me, trying his best not to laugh out loud. Jak had a smile on his face too. "My employer at the stadium sent you guys a Jet Board at the entrance to Haven Forest... you think you can handle that thing?" "Of course! We can handle anything that has speed!" Jak smiled. "Okay... I'm gonna go see if I can't find out where Kiera is in the Stadium section... you two be careful with that thing, okay?" "Got it!"
(Oh? Why are you going to Kiera's?) asked Malice in my head. She had been unusually quiet lately, but I brushed that thought aside. (I need to tell her before I tell Jak... it only seems fair that I get it off my chest in front of her, right? Plus, Jak should be busy with the Jet Board missions and I'm sure he'll find out where the Tanker mission is.) (Awesome! Fiery Damsel Cat Fight, here we come!) (No cat fights! Just chatting. If you so much as lay a single hand on Kiera, I'll be VERY angry at you.) (Fine... lord knows that when YOU get angry, it can really mess up anyone's day.) (Yeah, don't remind me.)