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

[24] (Part 2)- Torn and Trin

*Underline = Trin & Elise*

"It was 8 years ago. . ."

Krimzon Guards lurked in every single corner of the place, one of them who stood out from the group were two people who weren't exactly wearing their KG uniforms that they were supposed to wear. Neither of them never preferred nor liked wearing those bulky paraphernalia anyways.

"Soldiers always complain about...."

"How uncomfortable their crotch is?"

"Yeah..."

"Trinity, we need to meet with the Baron for our missions, sadly, we have separate tasks so we can't see who's better on whatever challenge we can think of." Erol frowned.

Trin sighed, "That just makes everything even more boring around here, whaddya say Erol?" He nudged his arm, "that doesn't mean we can't see who can finish their objectives first y'know." Trinity offered up a challenge, it was the majority of their talk.

Every guard didn't care what they were saying, but every time they would pass by, they would salute in respect; showing how much of high authority they are. "How about we see who can collect the most Metal Head gems?" Erol snickered, certain that he would beat him this time.

Trin smirked under his mask, "I can one up you, Precursor Orbs." He dared, "Simply collect the most, wins."

They both strolled over to where the Baron was at, through these extended halls of metallic walls and passing through boring corridors, "let's set this at a time limit to make it more exciting."

Trinity laughed, "Or, so we can finish this crap up, to spare some time for a race."

Erol turned even more cockier, "Place a few cash on that bet, and, if you lose - I'll take that sweet toy of yours."

He scoffed. "Like you have a chance... I know you would try to impress her with some kind of trick on this - you'll fall off on the first try."

"I have never met a man who was cockier than the Baron himself..."

"And how much is the Baron...?"

"Pretty damn cocky, maybe as much as Mars." Elise looked at him. "Hey, Mars just has to be, right? Anyway..."

As soon as they entered the spacious room, they shut themselves up, the Baron was never pleased with their conversations. Though, he did like how they would actually be into their task compared to others; others who are lazy, whiny soldiers that he wishes to get send them to the Metal Heads...

Which he does, they're just disguised as missions.

They approached him, the fearsome leader of Haven City; Baron Praxis.
The Baron wields a heavy, sharp sword that hung on his belt, gleaming with some type of pride. It almost seems like it was proudly showing off its steel, Trinity knows well that; at least; every blade was stained with blood. The Baron's had plentiful of it.

"Even among his own men, he's still a heartless, old bastard." Trinity found himself clasping his hand into a fist full of anger and loathe.

Baron Praxis' beard has few strips of grey, showing his age. The whole half of his head was replaced with metal...

"What happened to that jerk's face anyways?" Elise asked.