DISCLAIMER: I don't own Jak franchise, the cover, or game.
Just my OC, my drawings, and plot.
No need to know this game or the last one for this book.
**I will stay true to the game, just adding more interesting plot.**
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"Honestly, you did good at sweetening the deal for yourself back there." Jak smiled triumphantly. "You may think you can easily persuade him and all, but..." Trin snickered. "You're never gonna be as sly as me and her."
"I don't believe you, I'd like to see you try." Jak dared, Daxter immediately joined with him and agreed.
"Watch me come out of this with toys, or at least some mod. Be right back." Trinity accepted as he entered back in. "Krew."
"What is it now, Trin? Hmmm? You pests are starting to annoy me, 'ey, I want to see progress in work so I could collect my, ah, things...." Krew hovered near Trin as he held a orange fan in hand, his plump face full with irritation. Even with the mask on, it didn't help blocking out the awful stench of his breath assaulting Trin's nose.
"As you remembered correctly, our last conversation was about our dead recruit being eaten alive, because of your insufficient weaponry. Not only that, you owe me for those 'supplies'..." Trin said, Krew had a guess of where this was going. "I want another weapon."
"Hah! And why would I do that? He died because he wasn't competent to hold up to your expectations in the UG." Krew defended. "The weapon prove fine in the Gun Course, you and I both know quite well that, he's, ah, a bit reckless."
Trin grinned, "Those precious 'supply deliveries' can be stopped, you can't collect anything else without help from the Underground anyways. You also need Sig, I saved him. I'm one of the only few that takes those dangerous deliveries to you, safely."
Krew fanned himself, "That boy with the rat on his shoulder can do the job." He chuckled.
Trin sniggered at him, and Krew knew he was going to lose; in fact... He already did. "Jak wouldn't want to do that, he can't, only I could. Moria included, but I'm the only one left. Do you really think you would trust him so easily?" He scoffed. "You backstabbed us one time. I'm surprised Torn hasn't killed you himself anyways, seeing that it cost him a immense amount of soldiers."
"Argh! You! Fine, I'll hand you one of the Snipertron's rare gun mods, it's a, ah... one of kind." Krew flew to retrieve a part, then tossed it to Trin. He caught it with his hand. "Make sure that boy does his job 'ey." Trin put the mod in his pack with satisfaction.
"Will do."
Trinity came out of the bar, and was greeted by the duo. "So, how'd it go?" Dax curiously asked.
He pulled out the new mod. "A sweet gun part for my rifle, too bad that I won't get to use it yet since I only have this gun for now." He put it away, "I didn't even need to do his dirty work for this, quite literally since we're heading to the sewers..."
"It's not that bad is it?" Jak said.
Trin replied, "Certainly not as horrid and lethal as Krew's breath." They all laughed a bit. "Let's go, you don't want to keep that sweet mod waiting."
With that, he ran and sprung into the air, gripping the edge of the double-seated Zoomer; which made it tilt to his side under his weight.
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