Ruf: alright before we start, this fan fic is about Taryn. Now I don't think that many ppl here have played daxter because they didn't get a PSP or something like that. But for those who have, you can skip this, for those that haven't read on.

Taryn's part in Daxter isn't that big but I think she's a pretty cool character. Basically all she does in the game is give Daxter his spray gun and upgrades for it. Not much info on her at all, but if you use daxter and a USB cord with your PSP and PS2 to unlock stuff on Jak X you can unlock Taryn and like all other characters she comes with a nifty little mini bio. She's 18 years old and fought the first metal head invasion move made on the city.

Daxter: Yeah, and she's really hott

Ruf: Shut up daxter, you've got Tess, This fic is about Taryn's life up to and through that point.

Daxter: am I in it?

Ruf: no, you met her when she was 18, this'll prolly end when she's about 16 or 17

Daxter: then why the hell am I here?

Ruf: On with the fan fic! (I don't own taryn or anything cept for maybe a character I might put in, everything else is owned by Naughtydog and Ready at Dawn Studios)(rated for language and violence)

Chapter 1

A Drink at the Hip Hog

Her blue dreadlocks, though mostly held back in a ponytail, blew with the wind as she zoomed towards the south town bar, if she was lucky Tess might give her a free drink, Mar knows she needed it. She saw the giant hip hog with a halo that sat atop the front of the bar.

"How does anybody find that sign attractive?" she said disgustedly. She spoke with a slight British accent; it had a sweet but experienced and strong tone to it. She slowed and descended to park her zoomer outside the bar. She dismounted and removed her goggles to hang them from one of the handles; she didn't like to wear them unless driving anymore.

The doors slid open as she walked in. Jak and Sig were sitting at the bar, Tess stood behind it and Daxter stood on the bar telling one of his tall tales.

She made her way past the small roped off box in the center, what it was used for she had yet to figure out.

"And then I pounced! With a hiiiyaa! And a whoooaahhh! I took em' all out!" Daxter was great at telling stories, if only they were real.

"So which one was that fuzzy, the one about the lurkers where you fall on your ass or the one where you ended up spraying me with bug spray?" He was such an easy target to make fun of though.

"Hey I don't see you telling any better stories!"

Sig spoke to my defense "You know chili pepper, some people don't like broadcasting the story of their lives or in your case other people's"

Daxter ignored Sig's insult "Well maybe she should, we don't even know anything about her from before I ran into her in the construction site."

Jak spoke up "Yeah, what's your story Taryn?"

"You really want to know?" she asked, uncertainty in her voice.

Jak and Sig nodded and Daxter's annoying voice came up "yeah!" he said almost like he was saying 'DUH'

"alright, well I guess I should start back at the beginning"

Ruf: ok I know, short chapter, but I'll try and post the next one soon

Daxter: you said I wasn't in it, you lied!

Ruf: well your only in this part

Daxter: asshole

Ruf: please review! Even though there's not much to review yet