There are No Lines [M]

[Jak Mar]

Jak took a few steps in Coruscant when the distant sounds of flying taxi cars and running people was felt by the clip clop of hard boots on the pavement of Tier 1. Something was too off about this picture. Not too long ago, he had tried to contact Torn and nothing came out of the communicator he had given the man.

“Torn, you there?”

“PSHHHHH… “

“Torn?! ANSWER ME!”

“....pshshs.. Hi Jak..”

Jak felt unease all of sudden when a familiar voice came up on a loudspeaker.

Uneasiness, then growling

“Erol..”

“Where’s TORN?!”

“He’s the stormtroopers now..”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?!”

Jak cursed, how the hell did Torn get himself captured so easy…

In the back of his mind, he felt that Torn couldn’t fight against the stormtroopers by himself. A mental command of “SHIT” followed by other obscene words.

“Erol.. What the HELL do you want with me?!”

“Shush Jak, so easy to piss off.. Hahaha”

“Now for my request.” Erol rubbed his chin in interest

“You give yourself up to the empire Lab to be their toy or Torn dies.”

“WHAT?!”

“Why did you drag Torn into this?! “Oh it was either him or Daxter you see..”

“ENOUGH”

“I’ll FUCKING KILL YOU EROL.

“I’ll find you…”

“Uh uh…”

“Boys!”

They grabbed Jak from behind and Jak fought back hard until The stormtroopers handed Erol a drug

“This should work..”

Erol used it and Jak fell stunned into a daze on the ground.

“You know what to do.”

Erol lifted the man and dragged him toward the Empire Lab.

A long walk later, A building came up into site and the empire’s lackies knocked on the lab’s door, it opening.

Erol kicked Jak in and smirked as the door closed behind him.