He'd spent months studying a layout of Haven's prison. He'd acquired the information from many different sources and a map from a unknowing guard. Every way in and out, every vent. Every part of the prison he seemed to know now like the back of his hand. The only issue now was figuring out where the guy was. He could be anywhere in the prison so Daxter needed to move fast.
He took another glance at the map before folding it down and storing it in his pants pocket. The redhead headed to the door, peeking out of it checking if it was nightfall. He needed the darkness to accompany him in order to try and remain as undetected as possible.
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He was surprised how light he could be on his feet when he wanted to be. How surprisingly nimble and quick he was during the darkness not so much the light at times. He had to stop a few times to glance at the map to double check he was going the right way and not to the line of enemy fire. He continued on looking at the map until he was satisfied he'd reached his location undetected.
Daxter was somewhat relieved that he'd finally reached the place at a changing guard shift. This meant during the commotion he could easily sneak past and hopefully avoid detection. He'd come too far at this point to turn back, he needed to save that multi hair coloured teen before the Eco treatments did permanent damage.
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With surprising speed and quick map checks he finally reached the teen, though he'd almost been spotted a few times and had to outrun guards along with hide in rooms and corners while trying to be as quite like he was a robber attempting a jewel heist.
The redhead panted looking at the golden brown teen,emotions mixing from almost smiling or crying tears of joy about the male being real.
"You have no idea how many people thought I was loco 'cause of ya" Daxter muttered panting in the process before analyzing the situation at hand and quickly changing his mind set. His eyes looked at the male and the shackles that bound his wrists and ankles to the metallic bench. He thought it through on how he could free him before muttering something about not being ok with torture devices.
He jumped back and almost screeched as he heard something snap along with low animal like growls in the process. His eyes didn't want to look what was causing that but his brain's curiosity forced him to.
He paled more than usual as he realized it was the male. He'd somehow broken out of the shackles and become some sort of grey skinned demon fashioning almost goat like onyx horns and extremely long onyx claws. It seemed to bare sharp predator like fangs along with soulless obsidian eyes.
"Guess Dark Eco's already worked it's magic.."Daxter muttered as he swallowed and possibly did the most idiotic thing his mind had ever made him do. Grab the beast's arm and yank him forward. It growled as Daxter ran, dragging it behind him in the process as it tried to claw and bite him.
"Hey knock it off would ya?! I'm tryin' ta save your a-" he paused and gulped as sirens began to sound that a prisoner escape was in process before continuing to sprint with the creature.
"Great I'm helping a felon..This is gonna look good fer me" Daxter grumbled as he continued to rush through the prison with the dark beast. He kept it close but not close enough to the point where it would do damage. He didn't have a clue how long the beast would be out for or when the golden green haired blonde would resurface. But at this point getting out without damage or any guard casualties was the main objective. Any murder done by the beast would make Daxter possibly an accomplice to the crime which was the last thing he wanted to be at this point in time.
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After what felt like hours of running around in circles, the duo was out finally in the moon light. The glow of the moon on redhead's pale complexion was something that seemed almost alien to the blonde as he switched back to his golden brown self. It felt alien to see the moonlight on his own skin, to feel the cold breeze outside and to hear his teeth beginning to chatter together almost violently. He looked over at the ginger almost in confusion before grabbing his shirt and pinning him against a nearby wall.
"What the heck are you d-" he paused while beginning to stare at the redhead. "You look familiar..Do..Do I know you?".
"Thanks fer savin' me..Oh ya welcome..Still waitin' on that blondie" the redhead muttered with a grumble present in his voice.
"Yeah I am familiar..I'm the guy in yer head who made you question if ya was a whack job or not! The part that made you see weird stuff! Yeah I'm real blondie. I'm Daxter and thanks for makin' me look crazy for years" the redhead replied folding his arms and looking away. He seemed bitter about that.
"Daxter..So you're real? I'm Jak..And what the heck are you talking about?! Me make you look craz-" Jak replied huffing in the process before pausing and looking at the redhead, was he rubbing at his eyes?
"Are you-" he paused well got interrupted by Daxter as he dragged him forward muttering about a place he knew.
"Yeah ya made me look loco. S-Seriously not cool..I-I got sectioned thanks ta you. Seriously spendin' yer eighth birthday with lunatics is not great..I-It's horrible havin' people think you're insane" Daxter sniffled as he continued to drag Jak along with him.
"You're crying? Look Daxter I'm sorry this weird connection between us has been hell on you" Jak muttered before asking something that was bugging him.
"Where are we going?"
"N-No I'm not cryin'..And my home..The Underground..There's two people there who can help hide yer" the redhead sniffled.
That place didn't sound familiar to Jak and how did he know that this wasn't just a trap set up by the redhead?