"Get up!"
Erol kicked the curled lump that was asleep on the cell bed with unnecessary force. Behind him stood two Krimzon guards waiting to take that lump to the Baron.
With a groan Jak rolled over only to be seized by the guards before he could even open his eyes or get to his feet.
"Time for another treatment boy." Erol laughed as the guards literally dragged him along. "Move!"
Again Erol kicked Jak, right out of the guard's hands. He stumbled to the floor, got up quickly and attempted to attack his abuser. Before he even stepped two feet, Jak was electrified by not one but both of the guards.
"Heh. Nice try kid. Take him to the Baron." Jak was dragged away. "That kid will fail just like the others." The Krimzon guard Leader muttered to himself. "I don't know why the Baron thinks he's so special."
"Why don't you speak boy?" The Baron roared at the mute boy that barely stood on his own before him. "Tell me, how do you feel? Stronger?" Jak didn't say anything or even make a movement. The Baron let out another loud growl in frustration. "Fine. Let's see if you're still quiet after another treatment. Take him to the Facility and pump him."
"For how long sir?"
"Until I tell you otherwise."
The guards exchanged glances then nodded. "Yes sir. C'mon rat." They took up Jak once more and dragged him back to the Eco chair where he was secured and pumped with Dark Eco for over an hour before the Baron entered, commanding it to end.
"That's enough. Now how do you feel boy?"
Still Jak did not respond with anything except and icy glare. His body still sparked from the pumping and thrashed slightly. The Baron's lip curled.
"Throw him back in his cell. We shall try again later."
As told, the guards followed orders to a T, literally throwing Jak back into the small cell. He caught the bed pole in his spine and groaned again, for it was the very same spot that Erol had kicked him at twice before.
He sat there for an untold amount of time before pulling himself up and taking a seat on the bed that was barely big enough for him to sleep on. He stared at the floor and felt broken, not only physically but mentally as well. After coming though that damned rift, he had lost Samos, Keira and Daxter. He just hoped however that they were doing better than he was.
With a heavy sigh he lay on his bed, is eyes turned upward, now staring at the light ceiling filled with thought. He was encased in steel with nothing but a bed and a urinal. It was another day left for him to think about the past, the future and his friends. How long had he been here? He took the time to actually think about it, some days blurrier than others in his mind. The answer he came up with was much longer than he thought.
Thirteen months, I've been in this hell hole. Thirteen months of abuse, dark eco and… more abuse. He laughed coldly at his own expense. To think, me, Jak, hero of the Sages would find myself unable to stop all of this. I've beaten lurkers, large lava monsters and even defeated not one but two dark eco sages controlling the power of a precursor thing… but I can't stop these men from abusing me and possibly my friends as well…
Jak suddenly sat up, eyes wide with realization. The two sages had been turned crooked by dark eco. Would he become like them? But the power… he could break out of here with that power… but then what? He didn't know where he was, where Daxter and the others were. With another sigh he laid back down on the bed, knocking his head on the back bed post as well. He growled and stood up; ripping the bed from the floor with ease, he threw it at the wall then froze.
Purple eco sparks bounced back and forth between his palms, small but none the less, they were dark eco sparks. A guard, alerted by the noise slammed his gun against Jak's cell door, then sent another shock wave at his already abused body, causing the hero of Sandover to fall to his knees.
"Keep it down in there."
Jak's body shuddered and darkness filled his eyes. The development of Dark Jak was just beginning.