“Why would the Daleks abandon their test subject?” pondered Sam.
“Maybe a direct Dark Eco injection proved to be too maddening for all parties concerned,” mused Farmee.
“That’s very likely,” said the Doctor, “but we’ll need to examine it to confirm it.”
“Wait a minute,” said Megatron, concern detected in his voice, “you want us to take a speedboat to Misty Island to try and undertake a scientific examination of a Dalek that is potentially high on Dark Eco and is, in all probability, more murder-happy than the usual Dalek?”
“No, of course not,” replied the Doctor. Just as Megatron was about to relax, the Doctor continued. “You and Galvatron are gonna fly me, Farmee, Jack, Frenzy, and Death to Misty Island to try and undertake a scientific examination of a Dalek that is potentially high on Dark Eco and is, in all probability, more murder-happy than the usual Dalek.”
“Me, Dax, and the kids will follow behind in the speedboat,” said Jak. “This should be enough time to make sure my Morph Gun’s up to scratch.”
“Doctor, this is lunacy!” hissed Galvatron.
“Anything involving the Daleks is lunacy,” replied the Doctor.
“…We better get going,” declared Farmee. “We need as much intel as possible before we can stop the Daleks and keep Health out of the line of fire.”
“…All right, then,” sighed Megatron as he and Galvatron assumed their alt-modes. Farmee, Death, and Jack jumped into Galvatron’s cockpit while the Doctor and Frenzy jumped into Megatron’s. The two Decepticon Lords then took off to Misty Island with their passengers.
“…You want us to come with you, Dad?” asked Markus.
“You kids seem ready for adventure,” replied Jak. “Besides, Uncle Daxter and I did the same thing when we were your age.”
The two Decepticon Lords arrived at the rather bleak shores of Misty Island. They let their passengers off before they assumed Robot Mode. “Misty Island, what a dump,” muttered Megatron.
“Lives up to the name,” remarked Farmee. “Megatron, which way should we go? You’re the guide here since Jak’s still on the mainland.”
“The quickest way to the silo’s through there,” said Megatron as he pointed out several rocky outcroppings with mist surrounding them. “Some of the ledges are unstable, so be careful.”
“So, on top of obscuring mist, we’ve got ledges that can vanish beneath our feet?”
“The joys of an open-world platformer.”
“Well, we can’t stand around talking all day. Come on.” Farmee led the way with everyone double-jumping occasionally. Then…a misstep! Galvatron saw the walls of bronze colored metal with runes lining the top with a circular door on the next outcropping.
“Hey! Guys! Check it-!” Galvatron then slipped! “HELP!” he yelped before grabbing the ledge to the door. His feet stayed on the ledge behind. “…Hey, what do you know?! A third mode as a bridge!” he chuckled. “All right, everyone! Don’t look down!” The smaller people crossed Galvatron’s back. Megatron opted to jump to the door. His feet landed on Galvatron’s hand! “ARGH! DAD! YOUR-!” Megatron got off his hand and hoisted him up to the door. Galvatron rubbed his hand in pain. “Why don’t you watch where you’re jumping?! Your fat feet weigh as much as a planet!”
“Now see here-!” snarled Megatron. He was interrupted by cries of pain from the other side of the wall. They were harsh, grating, and metallic cries, but still pained ones. “…Let’s take a look,” he said. Everyone approached the door. It opened to reveal a Dalek gliding erratically at top speed!
“OUT OF CONTROL!” it wailed. “OUT OF CONTROL! ALERT! PAAAAAIIIIIIIIINNNNNN! ALERT! GYARGH!”
“By the Matrix!” breathed Galvatron. “What’s wrong with it?!”
“It must be the Dark Eco it was injected with,” guessed Farmee.
“Well, it looks like it’s too busy with its own problems,” muttered the Doctor.
“UNAUTHORIZED! LIFE FORMS! DETECTED!” wailed the Dalek as it turned to the door.
“Then again!”
“YOU WILL BE EXTERMINATED! GARGH! EXTERMINATE! ARGH! EEEEEEEEEEEEEXXXXXXXXXTERMINAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTEEEEEEEE!!!!!” The Dalek brought its gunstick to bear on everyone!
“SCATTER!” called Farmee. Everyone spread out as they ran into the walled, large Dark Eco Silo. The floor was clearly designed to open up if need be. The Dalek fired erratically, unable to focus on a single target. Megatron and Galvatron fired their weapons at the Dalek, but the shots were absorbed by its shields!
“Of course, its shields would be made stronger,” grumbled Galvatron. Electricity then crackled between Farmee’s fingers.
“Hit the deck!” he called. He then fired lightning at the Dalek. As the group fought, red energy clusters appeared.
“Red Eco!” called Megatron. “The Eco of Strength!”
“I got it!” called Farmee. He touched the Red Eco and spin-kicked the Dalek. This time, there was a dent in its casing!
“DAMAGE! TO CASING! SUPERFICIAL!” it cried. “TARGETING! ENHANCED! HUMAN!”
“I’m HALF human, thank you!” snarled Farmee. He fired another lightning bolt at the Dalek, then the aura from the Red Eco vanished. “Ah, crap!” he muttered. “Must have worn off like that Blue Eco!”
“GET DOWN!” called Jak’s voice. Everyone dove out of the way and a ball of electricity struck the Dalek.
“CASING! POWER LEVELS! SPIKING TO! UNACCEPTABLE! TOLERANCES! MOBILITY HAMPERED! VISION IMPARED! WEAPONS DEACTIVATED! I’M LOSING CONTROL! I’M LOSING CONTROL! I’M LOSing control! I’m losing control! I! I! Aye! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeee…” The Dalek’s limbs and eyestalk drooped as the light on the eye faded. Everyone looked to the door to see Jak with a gun of some sort with a metal skull at the barrel. He had Daxter and their kids with him.
“Cutting it a bit close with your Peace Maker, Jak!” hissed Megatron.
“It looked like you handled it up to when the Red Eco wore off,” snarked Daxter.
“So that’s the Dalek test subject?” asked Jak.
“You mean it WAS,” replied Galvatron.
“Let’s open it up and have a look,” said the Doctor as she pulled out her sonic screwdriver. She switched it on and it buzzed while she pointed it at the Dalek’s casing. She seemed to trace a division line in the casing. It then hissed and the mid-section and neck of the Dalek’s casing opened up to reveal the creature inside. While healthy Dalek creatures were green with a single eye, exposed brain, and smooth tentacles, this one had a purple tinge to it, three closed eyes, and dark purple warts along its ligaments and brain.
“By the Allspark!” gagged Megatron. “The Dark Eco warped its body!”
“It couldn’t handle the energy of the Eco,” said the Doctor. She tapped her chin. “…A bit gross, but I’m going to tap into its Pathweb connection to see-.”
“Doctor,” said Farmee, “I think one of its tentacles twitched.” Death checked her smartwatch.
“…It probably did,” she agreed. “Its life timer isn’t empty yet.”
“Let me see!” said Daxter. The Mutant Dalek creature’s eyes then opened and wrapped one of its tentacles around Daxter’s neck, throttling him!
“DADDY!” called Layla. Jak shouted and he began a rather terrifying transformation! His skin turned blue-gray, horns sprouted from his scalp, his hair became metallic gray, his eyes became black orbs, his teeth became fangs, his stance became more feral, and his fingernails became long, black, needle-like claws!
“Oh no!” gulped Markus. “Dad’s gone Dark Jak!” Dark Jak then stabbed the Dalek creature with his claws and continued stabbing, even after it released Daxter.