There are No Lines [M]

[Jak Mar]

Dark Jak called out in pure rage as within the confines of the lab, the glass would make a slow cracking sound, making Genjaro and Des-X step back.

The clone of Desco smirked “Heh, daddy. I’m a demon, this guy’s just a poser trying to be me.”

Genjaro kept his eyes on the lab results and watching his “experiment” play. “Des-X, my daughter, this is a different type of beast.

The metroids would once again skitter toward the mercenary’s turned form as the corrupted beasts would try and suck the life out of Jak, again.

The eco warrior found himself playing “keep away” from the beasts in question for every one he was able to poke a finger into and destroy, another took its place. A rather angry fight for Jak who was fighting for his life, where the other two studied in relative safety.

There was a problem..

The metroids were turning into a pesky situation. One turned into two, two to four. This started to annoy him if it didn’t already.

Wait, he could conserve his dark eco and use his Light form.

Right.

Jak appeared to be doing something strange as he held his head and his eyes closed, as the metroids seemed to be closing in on the man, suddenly they stopped in midair and just couldn’t move.

Genjero was surprised, so this guy had some sort of freeze where he could stop metroids from doing what they do best? Very Interesting idea.

Light Jak was now standing in front of the window as the creatures stopped.

He simply glared at Des-X and Genjaro with a frown.

“I’m no “expendable” toy for your friend here. The translucent blue form seemed to be hanging around in the air, growling, yet peaceful.