Sig stayed at the facility to collect the prizes for that greedy man, the two were just in the compartment, where the two air-locked gates are at the opposite sides of each other, taking a rest.

They were both eyeing their own weapons, Trin spoke up to break the brief silence. "This gun," He started as Jak lifted his gaze. "This isn't just from Krew."

"What do you mean?" Jak asked, for, he was clearly puzzled.

Trinity stated softly, his tone less rougher and more sad. "This is Moria's weapon."

Now both Jak and Daxter realized...

He laughed, "Moria, you probably would've liked her, always up for action with new toys and annoys the hell out of the Baron or Erol when she has the chance to." Jak has never seen him so downcast before, even with the mask, he could imagine his face tainted with sorrow. Trin caressed the gun so gently, afraid that he might break such a precious thing.

Daxter didn't dare ask what exactly happened to this 'Moria' that Trin kept mentioning, instead, he asked something else. "She was probably a good shooter huh, rivaling your scores? Pew pew!" He used his fingers like guns and did some shooting sounds.

"Yeah, but she can never top my deadly aim; she misses and I never do." He pointed it around with the iron sights, moving with such speed. "But I could never fathom how she could aim and hit rapidly moving targets, as if she was on Blue Eco - it's pretty insane, like time slowed down for her or something." He set the gun to his lap slowly. "This, the Stradivarius, perfectly suits her. Elegant and deadly." He paused and looked at Jak, "She got the looks too." He chuckled.

"Are you thinking that I would've fallen for her?" Jak said, with a bit of embarrassment.

Trin teased him, "Maybe." Now he was slightly blushing.

"Wanna head to Krew now?" He questioned to get this uncomfortable topic out of the way, mostly for Trin, seeing that he was doing the teasing to lighten up the mood. Mainly his own.

He stood up and put the weapon away, "We just fought a whole bunch of Metal Heads, how much do you have for the Oracle?"

Jak checked his bag, "It's only 155 gems, I'm sure I need at least 200."

Trinity grinned happily, "Don't worry, I hunt much more than you could ever imagine. I'll lend you 45."

The ottsel climbed to his shoulder, Jak became suspicious. Trinity is one of the first few who are kind to him, he was too kind, even before Trin knew Jak.

This bugging thought has been nagging him quite a while now, he decided to ask right now. "Why are you so kind to me?"

Trin hesitated, which made Jak more skeptical of him and so, he asked again. However, he was cut short, "There's no need to ask a second time." He sighed, even though they couldn't see them, he couldn't look at them in the eye. "Not only because you suffered like Moria... I don't... Want to see you lose yourself in a world of relentless darkness, full of insanity due to the Dark Eco...

I don't want you to end up like what happened to Moria.

And, you aren't from this timeline. Being sent here... becoming a weapon... having your best friend - the only thing you have left... You are one of the only few that I've got also." He admitted with a heavy heart.

'I know that, all too well...' He thought solemnly.

His voice became frail and walked ahead, but stopped and turned to face him. "Don't thrive on revenge. Not matter how hard you try, getting revenge not only turns you into a true monster in the end - it ruins other people's lives, people who are close to you. I have learned that the hard way." His voice was on the verge of breaking, but the same time, it was strong, and he didn't easily show signs of crying. "Here's the skullgems. I don't blame you for being dubious of me, and one more thing... Don't be mournful because of me. That was my fault, I didn't listen, and that ruined me."

'Don't become like me.' There was so much more he wanted to say, but couldn't bring it out.

"I'll be waiting at Krew's." He left it at that and took his leave, he couldn't stand in front of their gaze now, he didn't want to confess - but had to. It was his choice, and he chose to so they wouldn't make the same mistakes he had done.

He rode on his Jet Board in a hurry and zipped away.

Jak took the rest of the gems and stole a civilian's Zoomer, the Krimzon Guard faraway didn't even care. There was Propaganda Stations all over the city, even the radio seemed to use them.

(One of the Propagandas done by Baron Praxis)
"OBEY, AND BE HAPPY."

Jak went to the Oracle's hut, which isn't exactly too far. Just like the first time, it was dark, then the candles lit up by some magical force it seems. The sparkly glitters scattered around the massive statue of a Precursor.

He offered the gems.

"The Metal Heads have always feared you, angry one. Even now, the Metal Head leader realizes you can destroy him and save the last chance for our race. You now have the control of another dark power!"

The violet lightning arc ripped through the air violently, right to his chest! His horns grew, his skin color morphed into pale, and his dangerous claws extended while Dax leaped off in fear.

"The Dark Blast, destroy our enemies, and use it wisely. Angry one."

As soon it was finished, Jak's mind became less stressed, because of the frequent voices and bloodthirsty whispers in his head was more muffled. The statue and shimmers was swallowed up by the shadows as the darkness seized the candle's light. The whole place was as dim as a cave.

"Let's go to Krew now, so we can get a good night's rest at the UG bunkers." Dax chimed.

"Agreed."

They entered Hip Hop Haven saloon once again, Trinity was quietly sitting at one of the tables, staring at Moria's gun.

"You boys are turning out to be quite useful, ey? Mmm, I have another task for you. The Sewers used to be a fabulous smuggling route for me before the Baron installed security devices." Krew flew in, his coin eyes expecting more things out of Jak, looking at him as a useful tool.

"And before those late night snack runs kept you from fitting out the front door." Daxter joked, Trin laughed from his spot, making the insult strike Krew's nerve.

"I bet you've hatched another 'brilliant' plan in that hungry little brain of yours. So... who or what do we have to shake down, knock out, or blow up?" Jak moved his hand around before crossing his arms.

"Well, I need someone to go down and shoot every sentry gun in the sewers, and I'll give you a sweet weapon upgrade if you succeed." Krew offered.

Dax put his furry finger on his chin. "Let me guess... Dank, murky water?" Krew nodded. "Reeks worse than your breath at an oyster fest?" He glared daggers at the animal. "Fuller o' Metal Heads than your plate at a one pass buffet?" He growled at the bold animal. "And of course, weapons more lethal than your 'ever so tighty whiteys' on a hot summer day?" He jumped and started to mess with his fat, Trin at the back had his shoulders shaking hard, he's trying to hold in his laughs... "Look, donut hole, why don't WE float around here looking hot and heavy, and YOU go roto-root the pipes?"

"Ha!" Trin failed as a loud laugh escaped.

Krew was a bit red, "Grr! Quiet you!" He shouted at Trinity.

"We're not doing anything until you tell us why Metal Heads are trading with the Baron's forces!" Jak stepped forward with impatience, looking for an answer.

He got his nerves shot, then gave up and filled him information, "I should have had you both knee-capped, ey? All I know is that the Baron cut a desperate deal with the Metal Head leader." He hovered around moving his hand in circles. "Mmmmm, Metal Heads need eco, so the Baron supplies them with regular shipments. In return, the Metal Heads agreed to attack the city just enough to satisfy the Baron's continued rule." He thought out loud.

"Yeah, but how long can that deal last?" Both him and Trin asked.

"Well, the Baron is running short on eco, 'ey? And the Metal Heads are short on patience. Baron Praxis NEEDS this war to keep in power. Otherwise, the city would put the true ruler on the throne, wherever that little brat is." Krew continued.

'So it is because of those Metal Heads making this city depressing... Huh. I should have known.' Trinity wondered as he got off his seat and joined Jak.

"Daxter and I will clear your sewers." Jak said.

"You're not leaving me out here, I'm still with you." Trin intervened.

"And, we haven't forgotten about that weapons upgrade you promised in return." He added with a smirk, he just sweetened the deal for himself.

"Bloodsuckers!" Krew shouted, but didn't protest.

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