[center][h3][color=orange]Ratchet[/color] and [color=sandybrown]Jak &[/color] [color=darkorange]Daxter[/color][/h3] [b]Level 6[/b] - (2/60) (+2), [b]Level 3[/b] - (25/30) (+2) [b]Location:[/b] Dead Zone - Redgraccoon Police Department [b]Word Count:[/b]1046 New Ratchet power - Unf0rseen - Your holographic decoy explodes when you become visible again, dealing Shock Damage to nearby enemies.[/center] [color=darkorange]”Hey, this is easy!”[/color] Daxter exclaimed as the stone crumbled before his mighty stomp-jumps. [color=darkorange]”Gah! MORE ZOMBIES!”[/color] He shrieked, failing to recognize that the swarm was helping destroy the stones, that they were the ones sent by Blazermate. Frantically he ran away, feeling great relief at having successfully dodged all of their nonexistent attempts to grab him. Meanwhile Ratchet kept providing cover fire for the rest of the group, hopping in and out of swarms of foes and blasting them before hopping away again. His demon gun served him well as he could keep refilling its ammunition on the fly with the zombies and monsters it killed, grabbing up stray spirits and throwing them in for another soul-charged grapeshot energy blast. But even with all their firepower and raw ability the heroes couldn’t hold off such a swarm forever. The survivors inside the police station called for them to get inside and Daxter had zero qualms with having an opportunity to save his skin. Ratchet looked around a bit sheepishly and thought, yeah, that’s probably a good idea. To give himself a better chance at getting through the throng of creatures unharmed, Ratchet activated his cloaking from Zer0, leaving behind the holographic dec0y to draw the swarm in another direction.Once Ratchet made it through the door he dropped the cloak, which caused the dec0y to suddenly spontaneously explode in a large burst of electricity! [color=orange]”Woah! That’s new! Really cool too!.”[/color] [hr] Up above at the top of the police station, another battle was raging against the Laguna angels. Donnie was able to hold his own no problem and with relative ease, so Jak paid the monk no mind as he continued waiting for the angels to get close, then blasting them with big cones of high-powered red eco. He watched with relative disgust as the cat lady dismembered herself to annihilate an angel in the most grotesque way possible. His eyes scrunched up and he bit his lip, looking over to his shoulder on reflex as if to say something to his best friend, only to realize his best friend wasn’t there. Oh. Right. A new arrival signalled a change to the battle dynamic as a little cloaked figure began charging some kind of magic, and more angels looking like bizarre marble centaurs with chest-faces came in. Jak rolled into a long jump, landing on one of these angels like he was mounting a horse, then put the barrel of his morph gun directly to its back and blasted! The angel didn’t go down, showing how durable and hardy these enemies were, but it did blast off a nice amount of that chunky white marble stuff revealing something more fleshy beneath. It tried to buck Jak off, so he let it. Thrown into the air Jak used the momentum to go into a spin attack, whacking the angel repeatedly with his legs, fist, and outstretched gun. As soon as he landed he pumped another blast of red eco into the dazed creature, this time putting it down for good. Another new arrival, this one some sort of long haired rocker type, urged everyone to head back inside. Donnie went, as did the ladies they had shown up to protect, so Jak decided to go down too. There was no point standing his ground alone after all. As they went Jak snagged the spirit of a fallen angel. [hr] Inside everyone met back up again, along with a large number of survivors. [color=darkorange]”Jak! I missed ya, buddy!”[/color] Daxter called out. [color=sandybrown]”Me too, Dax.”[/color] The two fist bumped. [color=sandybrown]”I didn’t like being separated. So listen, I was thinking we should get this thing reversed so we can stick together again.”[/color] [color=darkorange]”Eh, I don’t know, Jak. I did pretty good out there like this. Really kicked some tail, if you know what I mean.”[/color] Jak was taken aback. [color=sandybrown]”You mean you’re… Good like this? Wow.”[/color] Daxter shrugged. [color=darkorange]”I mean, I wouldn’t want this to be permanent. Seriously, I feel like a bird could perch on me anytime. I don’t want to have to keep an eye out for termites and woodpeckers for the rest of my life! Buuuut it really helped me, you know, keep Blazer-cheeks alive out there.”[/color] Ratchet shook his head at this exchange, but before he could join in, the apparent leader of the police station survivors started filling them in on what the current situation was. Things seemed grim, but then V made them sound even worse by throwing in that the place was apparently being haunted. [color=orange]”Haunted? Like, from a ghost?”[/color] Ratchet was almost in total disbelief. [color=orange]”Sorry, but there’s no such things where I come from. Just, you know, aliens and robots and things.”[/color] [color=sandybrown]”Yeah, Dax and I have tangled with aliens too, as well as monsters and creatures that like to eat our gods, but ghosts are beyond my understanding too.”[/color] To emphasize Jak’s point, Daxter mocked a knife slit across his neck. [color=orange]”I can definitely help with setting up more defenses though. I’m a great mechanic,”[/color] Ratchet offered. [color=orange]”And I can really kick butt on the front lines.”[/color] [color=darkorange]”Man, the mood in here is so sour and unpleasant,”[/color] Daxter threw in. [color=darkorange]”It’s cramped, it’s dingy, you’re running low on supplies, and there’s the constant threat of horrible, terrifying death knocking down your walls. Remind you of anywhere, Jak?”[/color] [color=sandybrown]”Heh. Yeah. Haven City. Listen, my city was under constant siege from the metal heads. Demonic creatures that swarmed the stars and killed off the Precursors. It was overcrowded, constantly running low on eco, and morale was lower than dirt. But we survived, and we’ll survive here too!”[/color] With that, Jak pulled out the angel spirit he had grabbed back on the roof. Daxter looked nervous, but he needn’t have worried. [color=sandybrown]”Let’s see if this works…”[/color] Jak crushed the spirit and slapped it against his morph gun, banking on the weapon’s transforming properties to take it into itself.