Absolutely LUUURVE the Jak and Daxter series (I'll even play The Lost Frontier, though I have to drink a lot to like it…) so I decided to make my comeback with a J&D story I'd had in mind for a long time.
Enjoy my little perversion of canon storyline. :D
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The Precursor leader stared down at the mass of burnt flesh and dark eco that was once an elf creature of the world that floated below the Precursor ship. Empty eye sockets stared back at him. What was left of melted flesh clung to bone, jaw hanging open in shock. Even her mostly skeletal body was still stuck in a position indicative of great pain. One of her fingers finally gave way and fell to the ground with a small clatter. He shook his head in sadness at the cruel end of the young woman. There had been so much potential for her, and now…
He turned to the other two Precursor ottsels in his company and studied them for a long moment, still thinking.
"How do you propose we fix this?" There was more silence as the younger two creatures pondered over the question. They all knew the answer, it was obvious. But the solution required an act that the Precursors had once sworn off. Resurrection was near taboo, even for their vast power. But her fate had been chosen years ago, the Precursors already deciding that she, among others, was to be part of the epic story of the world that drifted below them. It had to be done.
The leader sighed, hopping off of his perch to get closer to the melting pile of… elf. It was disgusting, both the sight and the knowledge that eco could be used in such a way. He touched some of the soft hair that had once belonged to the young elf. It came loose from the scalp. Letting the strands drop to the floor, he beckoned the other two ottsels to his side. They'd have to do this very carefully, and it would not be easy for the girl.
"Well… let us begin."
"Will she, like, know anything when she wakes up?"
"A name. She's frail, so that's all we can give her. If she remembered any of her life before, remembered what happened to her, it could destroy her balance. She could lose her mind…"
With great caution, they each held a paw in the air above the dead girl. Their hands glowed softly, pure eco flowing around the curled up figure. As the dead elf's form began to glow and disappear, the Ottsel leader spoke a single word.
"Kaila."
And that was the last thing she heard, before she woke up.