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AlterEgoSadist
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Rated: T - English - Jak M. - Reviews: 3 - Published: 07-19-07 - Complete - id:3668322
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My Self Thoughts

Ugh. I hate it. Being called that, I mean. Who am I? You ask, what's my name? I have two names. My original name, the one I was born with, is Jak Mar. The other one, however, I do not wish to tell you.

Why, you ask, why do I not wish to tell you? Because that is not one I chose myself. No, it is one the citizens, the people, choose to call me. Because they hate me, fear me, and despise me, even though they try to hide it from me. What, you still wish to know? Fine, I shall tell you, even though I know you will ask many questions afterward.

My other name, the one that the citizens call me, is Dark Eco Freak. Or to shorten it, Eco Freak. For those of you, who don't know, Eco is basically energy that we use to run our machines, heal ourselves and so on. There are different types of Eco, each with its own special use. Dark Eco is well, dark! It can be used to make weapons stronger. However, it is extremely harmful when injected into a person's body, even though you possess inhuman powers and strength. When used too much, it can turn you dark and drive you insane.

I have been injected with Dark Eco before, though not willingly. When I was 15 years old, I had accidentally opened a time rift, which I was sucked into. I had ended up in a place called Haven City. There, I was arrested and used as a "lab rat" for Dark Eco experiments. I was stuck there for two long horrible years. Luckily, my pal Daxter managed to rescue me. But as a result of the Dark Eco experiments, I now had a dark side of myself and anger issues.

Hmmm? You wish to know how I look in my dark side? Very well, I will describe it to you: My skin turns pale blue and my hair turns white. I grow long claws and my teeth turn into fangs. Horns grow out of my skull. My eyes turn from blue to black, pitch black, with no pupils. I also develop an urge to kill almost mindlessly, so I don't feel as guilty as finishing my foe off as I am my normal self.

I know. You must think of me as a monster, a sadistic and ruthless soul that finds pleasure in killing others. But in truth, I am not. I am trying to rid of the world of its enemies by slaying them with my dark side. For those who believe me, I respect your decision and hope you shall persuade others to do the same. For those who do not, I only have one answer for you: I am not. I am simply not.

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