#couldn't think of a better title for the fic so it's just The Pumping Station

[thebeckster]

The Pumping Station

*rings the dinner bell* Y'all, come get your angst!

Polished up my little Sig's first encounter with Dark Jak fic. I hope you like it.

Jak's first hunting trip with Sig outside the city walls doesn't go exactly according to plan. Turns out keeping a lid on the dark monster inside you is harder when your life is in danger.

His legs gave out, muscles weak and burning, trembling with the effort of just holding his bones together. That was the worst it had ever been. He only remembered flashes, sensations, his body moving in ways it was not meant to. Doing things he was not meant to. It wasn’t supposed to happen like this. Nobody was supposed to see… to know. It wasn’t just a secret, it was a death sentence. If anyone ever found out – Heavy footsteps approached. Jak looked up at Sig. The Wastelander loomed. His gun ready in his hands. Jak bowed his head, waiting for the killing blow. He didn't have the strength to run. Sig would make it quick, at least.