Tak meets Sly meets Daxter meets Ratchet and Clank
Note: This could get messy…
Chapter 1: Haven City, Abandoned Warehouse, 8:01 p.m…. 8:02 p.m.
Daxter fell through the ventilation shaft directly into a heap of soot, sending a gray cloud up around him. Coughing violently, he brushed off his sleek orange and yellow fur, and stood up. Unsheathing his swatter, he peered through the darkness…
"Oh, buggies… Where are you?"
Seeing a stack of crates a little to the left, he changed nozzles on the bug spray container strapped to his back, pointed it down, and released the trigger, sending a spurt of flames from the tube… The flames carried him high into the air, up to the top f the stack where he released the nozzle, and dropped cleanly into a crouch…
Now, that was better, he could see the whole room from here… and even better, it was empty! Great, he was finished here. Now all he had to do was take the bug orbs he'd collected back to headquarters where he'd… Wait… He spotted something in the corner of the room…
"Hellooo… What's this?"
Hopping down from the crate, he scurried over to the other side of the room… He was sure there'd been movement… He backed against a crate… and cocked his spray gun… He pressed against the box, heart beating heavily, and scooted toward the edge… He peered around the corner…
Just what he'd thought… bugs… Three of those icky little beetles… He'd make short work of them. Spinning around the corner, he barrel rolled into the midst of them, hosing them down with toxic green bug spray. Stunned, but only momentarily, the bugs twitched, but didn't attack. Daxter laid waste to them with his swatter, smashing one, back flipping and coming down hard on another, hopping back, pulling out the nozzle and incinerating the third.
Now he was finished. He collected the three golden orbs and pocketed them… He turned to begin looking for an exit… and that's when he saw it.
It was a portal gate… no doubt about it.
"Must be the way outa here!"
Only problem… it wasn't activated… and looked like it hadn't been activated in… oh… never… Now what?
Something twitched in his fur on his shoulder… Darn fleas… He picked it up… Oh, not a flea.
"Oh sorry buddy."
He gently stroked his strange glowing speck of a sidekick.
"Hey… you think you could…"
He put the little creature down on the portal control panel.
"Do your stuff, little guy!"
The little speck hopped down onto the disused control panel, and sparked happily as it brought life to the ancient machine.
With a bleep of achievement, it hopped back up into Daxter's waiting hand, and buried itself amongst his fur… as with a whir, the portal sparked and came to life in a swirling vortex of blue and white.
"Finally! I'm outa this dump!"
Daxter hopped into the plasmic mixture… and was gone…