Light Ice or Black Ice, how about a snowcone?

[Jak Mar]

As the Wastelander left the safety of Dwarfholm, he swore he noticed what seemed like someone who was covered in snow. He blinked, placing his hands up trying to discover what or who actually was there in the snow or was it another illusion from his mind.

There was no time for hallucinations but the cold wind blew the long eared man’s hair as he shivered a bit to keep warm. He didn’t know if he should even stop because of past trust issues but he had to.

He stopped in front of what looked like a cold woman lying there, a dusting of snow on her body and she looked almost half dead. What was she doing lying there in the middle of a place like this? The only reasoning was she was left to die.

Should he get her to shelter?

Jak blinked and sighed, it was the only logical choice, plus he was somewhat of a hero.

Jak hopped off the hoverboard and blinked, kicking the woman lightly “HEY! Are you alive? Are you alright?”

She appeared cold to the touch as he tried to lift her off the freezing ground. He was no medic but she appeared to need to be warm.

No response..

She was breathing though.

Jak tried again as he touched her “Hey!” “Wake up!”


Weiss heard a faint voice, somewhere in the back of her head, as she exited the realm of the dreaming, and found herself waking up in an unfamiliar area. She remembered falling asleep next to a tree - her changed nature allowing her to ignore much of the cold in the area.

It took her a moment, even as she blinked, to remember the horrors of the astral realm, the cold smiles of the men she’d battled there, and her last desperate battle against them. Though she’d managed to come up on top in the brutal four-way battle, the struggle had left her bleeding and broken from a dozen different wounds… and unfortunately, upon waking up, Weiss realized with disappointment and no small bit of pain that the damage had followed her home.

With a groan, Weiss resisted the urge to fall back into unconsciousness that threatened to settle on her like a blanket. She counted herself lucky that the voice in question didn’t sound hostile… not completely, at least. She could hardly move, let alone defend herself.

“Hey! Are you alright?”

“Nngh… I…”  was all Weiss managed to breathe through clenched teeth. The pain was in full, feverish overdrive now, but at least it’s blinding clarity took away any concern of falling back asleep. She opened her eyes and saw a face that was… relatively human. She breathed a sigh of relief. She’d seen so many nightmarish beings since she’d appeared in the omniverse that it was nice to see a… mostly human face staring back at her.


Jak felt horrible not being able to do something, for he didn’t expect having to help someone in this frozen environment besides the dwarves he promised he was going to help.  He picked Weiss off the ground, curse his new found calmness and helped her up. She was freezing, perhaps even half-dead.

He stopped as he tried to summon at least something warm for the woman nearby as it would take a short time before a coat appeared in his midst. “Here, put this on. It will help you against the cold right now. It’s not much so far.”

He’d hope she would take it and follow him. Even if she was a prime, he still didn’t want another dead body on his conscious.

He left some warm summoned things and hope she would take it. He couldn’t take her with him if he had to fight a troll. But as much as he didn’t want to leave her behind, he couldn’t take her without the extra weight.

Plus his Light form would be on his ass.

The curse of caring sometimes.

He gritted his teeth and sighed, this woman would have to see his Light form now, hopefully not for long.

He closed his eyes together and let the relaxing feeling warm over him as his body held a wisp of bluish and white where the snow was dancing around him.

He slipped the closed warm items in his pack as he lifted toward the sky, holding Weiss like a superhero would to a lady but still not that close.

He learned he still had a heart left in his body, something that made him give a damn about all the folks he cared about.

But why this woman? Why did she deserve his caring?

Perhaps this is exactly what he needed to start caring about himself and others again. The precursors were right, perhaps for once. Omni sent him someone to give a shit about.

The freezing air chilled Light Jak’s wings in the air, as he kept the woman close.

He needed this for ..

Himself..

Ash..

Desman

Ashelin..

And even Daxter.

The skies were filled with the frosty airs as he silently wondered how much time had past during his adventures.

After a cold, freezing journey, he was cautious to move Weiss somewhere safe and warm before slipping back into his normal form. He slipped his own pack on his back and summoned a few of his favorite guns

This was going to be no easy task for the long eared anti-hero but he’d do that as he took a breath that hurt his throat a bit as he shut his mouth.

Wait.

[Bzz...Bzz… Bzz]

Something was shaking in the eco warrior’s pack.

“Oh, why NOW?” Jak muttered as he pulled out his part com/part dataverse device.

Jak blinked, and held out his phone, reading the message silently.

He bit his tongue and his spit went down his throat

The device was silently and almost frustratingly put away.

He knew what he had to do. Like the whole “Banished to the Wastelands” Fiasco back home.