Back in Spargus
In the harbor of Spargus there was a bridge. The bridge connected to a very tall, but small, island. Crowning this island was a gun turret; also a woman clad all in red surrounded by bloody body parts metalhead body parts. She tore appendages off, and then tossed them towards the ocean. Giant tentacles would shoot out of the water, snag the meaty pieces of flesh, and then pull them into the water.
You really think so? asked Shalakina.
A sound like a whale s song with low pitched dolphin chirping responded.
His shock wave is that powerful? Rip Chuck.
Snag Pull Gulp. More of that eerie sound.
You re shitting me. Rip Chuck.
Snag Pull Gulp. Sarcastic toned eerie sound.
Well if you re sure. Rii-. Rii-. Tear Chuck.
Snag Pull Gulp. This next bit was a bit longer comforting, and then curious.
Oh, nothing much really, just some time travel. Rip Chuck.
Snag Pull Lots of indignant chirping.
I think I agree love, said Damas.
Kina jumped up and spun around, Shit, where did you come from! Fucking ninja. Shit and I thought you couldn t understand Kracky.
Damas raised an eyebrow, I didn t need to understand his words to know what he meant. I would like to hear it too.
Gulp. Irritated agreement.
Damas and Kina sat down in the clear spaces between meat.
Kina sighed, Well I was on that mission, and got sucked into a random ass portal I think the precursors did it, the bastards. I ended up a few months after the arrival of the metalheads, and mostly went on expeditions to other towns to bring people back to baby Haven. Then I got sucked into another portal arriving today in the middle of a horde of metalheads, which I killed and I am now letting my friend Kracky eat. Rip Chuck.
Snag Pull Gulp. Curious chirping.
Maybe. A lot of the things Mar supposedly did were done by the Professor, making the first barricades and organizing the refugees. But I can t see him doing a lot of the heroic deeds, or a lot of the techhey crap.
The Professor?
Ya, I think history decided that it would be more interesting if one person did all of the stuff. The Professor is Jak s adoptive uncle by the way. I figured out that the Dark Warrior was Sir Jak by the descriptions of Daxter they just seemed too much alike, what with the appearing out of nowhere and back-storys from our spies matching up.
How did you figure out he was our son?
Remember my Uncle Rudolf? she asked smiling. Rip Chuck.
Snag Pull Grab. Damas furrowed his brow, vaguely, he avoided court. Wasn t he your great-uncle?
She grinned, Yup, fifty years older than me to the day and still kicking. But I ve seen some old photographs
They look exactly alike?
Well Jak is a bit buffer. And less scholarly.
Amused singing.
Wait you said Jak is Sir Jak?
mm-hmm. Rip Chuck.
Snag Pull Gulp.
Didn t Sir Jak parish trying to stop Gol and Maia from setting the metalheads loose?
From what I understand they stopped Gol and Maia from flooding the world with Dark Eco and then accidently triggered one of the precursor artifacts in their collection which opened a portal to where the metalheads were. The common theory is that it killed them, the Green Sage, and his daughter, and the energy from their deaths allowed the metalheads in. I think it was a portal of Time Space Fuckery that sucked them in. Rip Chuck.
Snag Pull Gulp.
So history is a bit muddled.
I think gossip is never accurate. How d you like the Precursors?
I think I m not going to think about the Precursors until tomorrow, after we have some alone time and everyone else gets over their shock.
Alone time specifically?
It would be a shame for us to reunite after a year and then have the world blow up before we had reunion sex. I ve missed you.
Suddenly a whole bunch of tentacles shot out of the water. Most snagged the rest of the metalhead meat. One picked up Shalakina, and deposited her in Damas lap. The tentacles then disappeared, the eerie sound making an unmistakable tune.
Damas looked at the last place the tentacle had been before disappearing with a puzzled expression on his face. Did the kraken just bow-shika-bow-wow us?
The queen put her face in her hands. Yees, she groaned.
His expression turned thoughtful, you know it isn t particularly smart to fight with a kraken, and the Precursors say it will be another hour before the Cargo lands. I say we take his suggestion.