A/N: Hi all! Just informing everyone this is the sequel to Rise and Fall. It's the second story in what I am calling the This and That series. And for those that didn't know, I'm not jumping straight into Jak 3. I have a few surprises for you all.
Summary: Jenny finally thought it was all over. She and Jak saved Haven City and the Precursors were supposed to be done with her. Things were supposed to calm down… but instead she's fighting for her life. And this time there's no one around to save her. JakxOC. Sequel to 'Rise and Fall'.
Anyways I hope you enjoy the new story!
Scars and Souvenirs
Chapter 1: Thunder
Four Months Later…
I stood stock still at attention while Torn, the commander of the new Freedom League, stepped forward to address the council and governess, Ashelin Praxis. I chanced a glance around the room and saw Jak, Tess, Daxter, and Samos sitting nearby.
"As Commander of the Freedom League, I certify that Jennifer Cooper has completed all training and is completely qualified to take on the duties we have asked of her," Torn stated, his hands clasped behind his back.
I swallowed… It wasn't like the council liked me very much.
"Very well," Count Vegar, an old, slightly bald headed man said. "We agree. Cooper, as the Grand Council of Haven City we promote you to Lieutenant Commander of the Freedom League. Congratulations and good luck."
I finally allowed myself to relax. I'd been training hard for months with Torn to perfect my skills. I became a master with pistols and the Vulcan Fury as well as a pretty decent sharp shooter with the Blaster. Today had started out with me running through drill after drill showing my skill to the Council. Then I had to sit through an interview with every single one of them.
At least they were taking picking their leaders seriously.
A lot of things had happened in the four months since Kor's defeat. Haven was starting to rebuild. The slums had been bulldozed and New Haven, where Freedom League headquarters were located, was created. I joined the league and Jak… well he just did his own thing. He helped out a lot but he wasn't officially a member. He mainly helped me with my missions and took care of anything Torn thought was too tough for the recruits.
Jak and I lived together in the old Underground hideout. Not that we didn't practically live together before but we'd turned the hideout into our home. We'd pushed the bunks into a back room and created a small kitchen and living area. In the corner was a full size bed, hidden behind a curtain. We'd taken out all but one of the showers and put in a bathtub and counters and cabinets. All in all it wasn't anything fancy but it was home.
I smiled at the blonde as he walked briskly towards me. He wrapped his arms around me and swung me in a circle.
"Good job, Jenn," Jak said then pressed a kiss to my forehead.
"Well it's not like I didn't have help," I laughed, nudging Torn.
The commander grunted and left probably to find Ashelin.
Tess pulled me into a hug where she then squealed in my ear. Daxter and Tess were living at the Naughty Ottsel. The blonde woman had become a weapons designer for the Freedom League.
"Oh, I'm so glad they said yes!" Tess stated practically bouncing up and down. "I already have your lieutenant uniform and armor ready."
"Wow, Tess, thanks," I said with a smile.
Ashelin and Torn approached us. The governess gave me an approving nod as she walked past, heading for the exit.
"I'll see you bright and early tomorrow morning," Torn stated.
"Yes, sir," I said with a smile.
"I think this is a cause for celebration," Daxter announced. "Drinks on me!"
I laughed, "Alright, Dax."
"How is your plan coming, Thane?" the precursor leader asked from his place sitting in a large chair in the middle of the room.
"It is almost ready," the precursor, Thane, stated. "The girl will be out of the way soon. Everything is falling into place."
"And you've been… discreet?" Kilo asked.
"Yes, my lord," Thane gave a smirk. "Death will not suspect a thing."
Standing in a nearby hall way just out of sight, Alaster grimaced before storming off. Yes, he was a precursor. Yes, he was the leader of Earth. Yes, he served Life. But what the goddess was getting them into was too much. And the way the other precursors were going about it was just wrong. This wasn't what the precursors were supposed to be about. They were supposed to create life, not destroy it.
Sighing sadly, Alaster came to a conclusion, 'I have to help Jennifer.'
Alaster continued on his way, thinking up his own plan.
I followed Tess into her weapons lab at Freedom League HQ. We had spent awhile at the Ottsel and it was getting pretty late. As soon as we were through the door she ran straight over to her work bench and threw a few articles of clothing at me.
"Put those on" she said as she ran to get something else.
I shrugged and began changing. The pants were black and slightly baggy but felt light once on. I attached the belt and knee guards she'd left, as well as black thigh holsters for my pistols. I grabbed my pistols from where I had sat them on the table while I had changed and pushed them into the holsters. They fit perfectly, though I wouldn't expect anything less from Tess.
Next I went for the top. It took me a moment to figure it out but I finally managed to pull it on. The top was sleeveless and corset like. Black covered my sides and most of my front except for the blue in the middle that was crisscrossed with black straps and the FL logo on the right breast. It stopped at the bottom of my ribs. Also, Tess had left me with black, fingerless gloves. Why I couldn't just wear shorts and a tank like I normally did was beyond me.
Tess came back with her arms piled with pieces of armor. I rubbed the back of my head as she threw everything on her desk.
"How do I look?" I asked.
Tess grinned, "Like a badass lieutenant."
I rolled my eyes as Tess took the armor and began attaching it to my body. I was worried momentarily on how the metal would feel against my bare skin but Tess had lined the inside with cloth. All the armor clicked together perfectly. At first I thought it would be heavy but after it was all on I realized it wasn't so bad. When I looked in the mirror I realized that Tess had just made me a female version of the normal FL solider armor. Although it had a strange gap in the back.
"Um… Tess? Is there supposed to be a hole in my back?" I asked hesitantly.
"Oh, of course!" Tess stated and pulled a holster from beneath her desk.
The straps were made of black leather but the part that held the gun was hard like my armor. Tess took off the torso part of my armor and strapped the holster onto me. The she put the armor back on and stepped away to admire her work.
"See the holster slides into the hole in the back of your armor so you don't have to have a separate holster for with and without the armor," Tess informed.
"Wow, Tess, thanks. I can't believe you did all this," I said with a smile.
"I couldn't let you run around in just any FL gear. You're a lieutenant now."
"Well I hope you're always there to dress me because I don't think I could get this armor on without you," I said with a laugh.
Tess smiled and began helping me take the armor off. I changed back into my previous clothes and folded the others up to take with me. I said goodbye to the blonde and headed home. I no longer had to worry about stealing zoomers to get around. The FL had provided me my own hover bike. It was just one of the old KG zoomers that had been repainted blue.
I climbed off the zoomer in the dead end alley and pushed the hover bike till it was out of the way before walking into the old building. Jak was laid back on the couch with his hand behind his head and his ankles crossed. His long hair was still wet, probably from a recent shower and he was only wearing a pair of khaki shorts.
I sat my stuff on the counter and went to walk past the blonde man. Instead, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me down on top of him. I laughed as I rolled on to my stomach and smiled at him. Jak gave me a smirk before pressing his lips against mine. His hands rested on my back and I laced my fingers in his hair. The kiss was slow and gentle and I was in no hurry to stop it.
Eventually, I pulled back and smiled, "I'm tired. It's been a long day."
Jak smirked, "Alright, Lieutenant."
I rolled my eyes but pecked him on the nose before going to change for bed.
"Jennifer… Jennifer… you… hear me?"
My surroundings finally focused and I saw an image of Alaster. Every other time he would appear in my dreams it would be as if he were really in front of me but now his image was blurring.
"Alaster? What do you want?" I asked, crossing my arms and narrowing my eyes.
"Came… warn…" he voice was breaking up as bad as his body.
"Warn me? About what?"
"Precursors… plot… rid… you…," Alaster looked desperate to get his message across.
"They're plotting to get rid of me?" I gasped, my eyes widening.
Alaster nodded before his image completely faded away.
The floor fell out from under me and I began falling.
I jerked in the bed and sat straight up. I was breathing hard all the sudden and I broke out in a sweat.
Jak woke up and put his hand on my shoulder, "Jenn, you okay?"
I rubbed my head, flopping back onto the bed, "Yeah, perfectly fine."
Before Jak could finish I stopped him, "No, it wasn't her… It was Alaster."
"The precursor?" the blonde clarified, rolling onto his side.
"Yeah," I stated, rubbing my eyes. "The other precursors aren't happy with me… They want me gone."
Jak's eyebrows drew together, "But why? I'm still alive thanks to you."
"I didn't follow their rules," I sighed. "There's something going on with the higher ups… Something big. I just don't know what yet."
Jak pulled me to him and kissed me on the forehead, "It'll be okay."
I gave a small smile before laying back down and going to sleep.
I followed Torn through the hallways of HQ. He was walking fast, and add to that he was half a foot taller than me, I was practically having to run to keep up.
"Torn where are we going in such a rush?" I asked.
Torn scowled, "I left the new recruits alone to meet with the officers."
"So what's the big deal?" I was saying as Torn pushed open the door to one of the larger rooms.
I looked around and saw that our recruits were in complete disarray. They weren't in any formation what so ever and most of them were picking fights. I raised an eyebrow.
"Your first mission as lieutenant," Torn began, as he backed out of the room. "Train these newbies. There all yours from now one. Good luck."
I groaned and Torn left me to clean up this mess.
I stepped in front of them and yelled, "LISTEN UP!"
I pulled out my gun and fired a few shots into the ceiling and everything went quiet.
"Now that I have your attention…," I began as the men quickly formed ranks. "I'm Lieutenant Cooper and you answer to me from now on."
I heard a chuckle from the second row and turned on my hill to face the noise.
"Something funny, solider?" I asked in a sweet voice.
"You're our commanding officer?" he gave another laugh. "But you're a girl."
I motioned him forward with my finger, "Come here."
I pulled my two pistols out of there holsters and grabbed the Vulcan off my back and handed it to one of the other men, "Hold these."
I smirked at the man in front of me with a hand on my hip, "Let's see what you're made of."
"I'm not gonna fight a girl," the man snorted.
"Too scared I'm gonna kick your ass?" I said with a smirk.
"Alright, if you say so," the man said before he pulled back his arm to punch me.
Before he could even start forward I kicked him in the ribs. The man doubled over and I landed a few punches to his chest and face. I did a roundhouse kick to his face and he fell over to the side, landing on the ground with a thump.
"Any more questions?" I asked, once again using a sweet voice.
All the men were stock still.
"Alright," I said with a smirk. "Let's whip ya into shape."
I slowed down and veered off the track with the recruits following in behind me. I gave them a few orders before dismissing them to go to the shower room. As they passed in front of me I heard footsteps coming up behind me.
"Have fun?" Torn asked as he stopped beside me.
"Oh, yeah tons," I laughed. "It wasn't so bad."
"Good," Torn shifted his weight from one foot to the other. "Cause when I said they were all yours, I meant it."
"What's that mean?" I asked, as the last of the men went inside.
Torn rolled his eyes, "It means these are your men from now on."
"Wait, what?" I turned quickly to face the commander.
"You should be the one to train your own men," Torn said in a matter-of-fact way before turning to leave.
I groaned before following Torn in the HQ.
A/N: Dang, thought I would get this out quicker but with work and college I've been busy but here it finally is!