Haven's Heroes (Jak 2 FF) *ONGOING*

[9]-Trinity's Confession

Sig stayed at the facility to collect the prizes for that greedy man, the two were just in the compartment, where the two air-locked gates are at the opposite sides of each other, taking a rest.

They were both eyeing their own weapons, Trin spoke up to break the brief silence. "This gun," He started as Jak lifted his gaze. "This isn't just from Krew."

"What do you mean?" Jak asked, for, he was clearly puzzled.

Trinity stated softly, his tone less rougher and more sad. "This is Moria's weapon."

Now both Jak and Daxter realized...

He laughed, "Moria, you probably would've liked her, always up for action with new toys and annoys the hell out of the Baron or Erol when she has the chance to." Jak has never seen him so downcast before, even with the mask, he could imagine his face tainted with sorrow. Trin caressed the gun so gently, afraid that he might break such a precious thing.

Daxter didn't dare ask what exactly happened to this 'Moria' that Trin kept mentioning, instead, he asked something else. "She was probably a good shooter huh, rivaling your scores? Pew pew!" He used his fingers like guns and did some shooting sounds.

"Yeah, but she can never top my deadly aim; she misses and I never do." He pointed it around with the iron sights, moving with such speed. "But I could never fathom how she could aim and hit rapidly moving targets, as if she was on Blue Eco - it's pretty insane, like time slowed down for her or something." He set the gun to his lap slowly. "This, the Stradivarius, perfectly suits her. Elegant and deadly." He paused and looked at Jak, "She got the looks too." He chuckled.

"Are you thinking that I would've fallen for her?" Jak said, with a bit of embarrassment.

Trin teased him, "Maybe." Now he was slightly blushing.

"Wanna head to Krew now?" He questioned to get this uncomfortable topic out of the way, mostly for Trin, seeing that he was doing the teasing to lighten up the mood. Mainly his own.

He stood up and put the weapon away, "We just fought a whole bunch of Metal Heads, how much do you have for the Oracle?"

Jak checked his bag, "It's only 155 gems, I'm sure I need at least 200."

Trinity grinned happily, "Don't worry, I hunt much more than you could ever imagine. I'll lend you 45."

The ottsel climbed to his shoulder, Jak became suspicious. Trinity is one of the first few who are kind to him, he was too kind, even before Trin knew Jak.

This bugging thought has been nagging him quite a while now, he decided to ask right now. "Why are you so kind to me?"

Trin hesitated, which made Jak more skeptical of him and so, he asked again. However, he was cut short, "There's no need to ask a second time." He sighed, even though they couldn't see them, he couldn't look at them in the eye. "Not only because you suffered like Moria... I don't... Want to see you lose yourself in a world of relentless darkness, full of insanity due to the Dark Eco...

I don't want you to end up like what happened to Moria.

And, you aren't from this timeline. Being sent here... becoming a weapon... having your best friend - the only thing you have left... You are one of the only few that I've got also." He admitted with a heavy heart.

'I know that, all too well...' He thought solemnly.

His voice became frail and walked ahead, but stopped and turned to face him. "Don't thrive on revenge. Not matter how hard you try, getting revenge not only turns you into a true monster in the end - it ruins other people's lives, people who are close to you. I have learned that the hard way." His voice was on the verge of breaking, but the same time, it was strong, and he didn't easily show signs of crying. "Here's the skullgems. I don't blame you for being dubious of me, and one more thing... Don't be mournful because of me. That was my fault, I didn't listen, and that ruined me."