Ok this is my first Jak and Dax fan fiction and my 3 fan fiction (although I don't think I will continue my storm hawks one: P ) anyways I hope you all like this one and I don't mind flames as they will help me become a better write so anyways on with the story.
Photographs
Protolog
The differences between a haven and a sanctuary they may sound the same but there is one difference……………
Haven: a harbor or port, any place of shelter and safety; refuge; asylum. To shelter……..
Sanctuary: a church or other sacred place where fugitives were formerly entitled to immunity from arrest. A tract of land where birds and wildlife, esp. those hunted for sport, can breed and take refuge in safety from hunters. A sacred or holy place……
It's been a full year now, one full year since then…. the day the one who would have been the one who cared for me the most, the one who would have loved me no matter what, the one who was my only kin the one who I wishes was hear now but wasn't….. Had passed away……….my father……Damus.
It's been 2 years since my release, by the one who is my dearest friend, who wouldn't take me for dead no matter what and got me out of that hell hole….the one who keep me going and kept me smiling, good old Daxter.
It's been 3 year's since my voice came to me, if only a whisper, that no one knows about... My first words…Oh precursors, help me… please…….
And it's been 4 years since that day, the day we left our paradise, our sanctuary and landed in a haven, the day I was separated from her the one whom I had a childish crush on, the one who was like an older sister to me even though she was a year younger then me. My dearest one….Keira…………..
Photograph: An image, especially a positive print, recorded by a camera and reproduced on a photosensitive surface.
I let out a sigh, blowing away the tuffs of green hair that lingered around my face, even though my goggles where on keeping my bangs back. "It's been so long" I thought to my self "since any metal heads have attacked the city, or if anything out of the normal has happened at all. It's kind of eerie…."I let out another huff of air before getting out of the booth I was in, pulling back the blue satin curtain that was just under the height of the raised table and walked towards the bar where Dax was serving up some liquor to a few guards all of them laughing and joking around, their helmets off showing their weary and tattooed, but smiling faces.
"Hey bud, what's shaking?" Dax said to me, his furry orange ears perked towards me as he poured another glass full of what looked like whiskey into a mug.
"Nothing, really" I said smiling slightly at him" I laid a few bucks on the table "think you could get me some of what they got?" motioning over to the guards with my head.
The Ottsel rolled his eyes at me in a joking way and said "sure glass, mug or wine?"
"Glass"
" 'Kay, coming right up" he replied as he jumped across to the latter on the back wall swinging it to some Wumbee honey colored bottles and snatched one up then went over to the glasses under the bar and got a glass quickly filling it up with the potent liquid. I murmured thanks and took a sip of it as it burned all the way down.
"Uggg…what is this stuff, it burns!" I pointed out
"It fireball, bud" the ottsel laughed"soaked with cinnamon you can really taste it I bet, by the way no take backs"
I rolled my eyes at him but smirked a bit "yeah kind of guessed that"
"So, how's it going with you and your sexy little grease monkey? Have any bow chick a wow, wow yet?" grinned Dax witch promptly earned him a whack on the side off his head which he ducked
But continued "common Jackie yeah know I'm kidding with yeah, you've been looking so depressed lately…But nothing a little orange lighting can't handle so what's bugging yeah?"
I blinked abet in surprise "Dax knows me way to well" I thought to myself but admitted to him "well for one thing I'm board as hell, Keiras busy with a completely demoed zoomer witch she insists she can get working again, but I doubt it, looks like it exploded, it would be cheaper to get a new one. I can't get out to the wastelands because one bad ass sandstorm is going through that area right know that could take out the transport and its been so quite around hear lately this place feel more like a tavern than a bar………oh god I am so board"
"A Tavern! Gah I should hire a band to come in and maybe some ……a hum… 'Exotic dancers' to spice things up" Dax said cheerfully
"Tess would kill you, yeah know" I bluntly told him
"Yeah I know she would, hey, speaking of my Tessy she's going to take over for me in an hour and a half, want to just chill around the city later, check out some classy ladies eh?" I considered this but then again I'd rather go shooting some metal heads instead. Just then a random thought entered my head that I said it out loud.
"Want to go explore dead town, just me you and if Keira's not busy, her too, just the three of us?"
Daxter blinked at me a few times at me but then said slowly "Jak, have you gone insane, I'm pretty sure there metal heads lurking around their still, plus we could end up falling in to that cesspool of water that's there on top of and you want to bring Keira along! God you must have lost it………and know what I think I'm losing it to cause I kind of have the feeling of wanting to go too…your rubbing off on me Jak."
I gave him a half smile "okay Dax meet you in the slums later then, I'm going to see if Keira busy." I got up and went out the door.
Well what did you think? I'm trying to make this a bit more casual story you can probable guess this is a Keira/Jak and Daxter/Tess fan fiction. Anyways please review to find out why this story is called photo graphs and I'll post the second chapter. Well anyways please read and review……. TTFN
