Alrighty, Chapter 1. New type of story for me, but I was dying to give it a go! Tell me how I did :)
I do not own Jak, Daxter, Samos, or anything else dealing with the game. Damnit.
I do, however, own my OC in every way, shape and form. Please enjoy, and please review!
"Avery! Get your butt in here!"
"Oh dear…" The sigh came from a rather soft and exasperated voice. The young fourteen year old girl was sitting on the wood deck surrounding the raised hut, bare legs dangling over the edge. Her thin, tan sandals hung slightly off her feet with gravity, hanging on lightly with straps over her foot and wrapping up her leg in crossing sections. The tan sandals matched her tan shorts in shade, the fabric stopping loosely just above her knees. A darker brown belt wrapped around her hips, four pouches lining the left side of the belt and two holsters on the right, holding knives. The dark, forest green tank top stopped about an inch above the top of her shorts, showing a bit of her stomach. The neck swooped low, exposing the upper part of her chest and a fairly small amount of cleavage. Her face was round with clinging youth, features soft and beginning to show shape, long pointed ears growing into their size. Her lips were light pink and smooth, leading up to a small, rounded off nose. Her eyes were big pools of melted emerald with flecks of what looked like silver, which shined out most in the moonlight. Her skin was lightly tanned and creamy, evenly colored over her body. Finally, her silky hair was free, reaching just below her shoulder blades. The color started as a dark blue at her roots before turning almost immediately into a deep auburn. It curled up slightly at the ends while the body was fairly light and wavy. Her body, as a whole, was tiny and short. She was only a little over five feet tall and weighed about one hundred and ten pounds.
In her lap was a worn-out leather-bound book, open to a blank page. Her left hand kept the book secure while her right hand rested on the side, holding her writing utensil with the tip touching the page. She rolled her eyes, having been so close to entering her update to her personal journal. She closed it quickly, reaching to her right, and grabbing the tan bag and slipping the book inside quickly. She slipped her arms into the straps, the bag resting lightly against her as she pushed herself back, rolling over backwards and popping up onto her feet, inhaling deeply before stepping forward and making her way around the deck to the door. Walking in, she crossed her arms over her chest, raising an eyebrow at the green sage. His white hair was wrapped around a log on his head. His skin was dark green from his work with the eco. He wore strange glasses, the left eye with an extra glass that acted as a magnifying piece. He had a beard that matched his hair and was equally bushy. For shoes, he had two short logs strapped to his large feet. His clothes seemed slightly primitive, a bit worn-in and definitely smudged with nature itself. The sage turned, revealing his wrinkled and tired face.
Oh, and he had a lovely yellow bird perched on his log.
"Avery, those boys have been gone half of the day! I sent them on one simple task; one I thought would take them ten minutes." Avery smiled.
"Well, your first mistake was sending the two of them." She said playfully, her voice wavering a bit with light laughter. He glared.
"Well yes, I have already figured that out." He grumbled, turning around to look out his window.
"What did you need, Samos?" she asked, the smile fading from her lips. He turned back, an annoyed expression on his face.
"I saw fit to remind you that you should be meditating right now. Just because Jak has a natural talent for channeling the eco without meditation doesn't mean everyone does. You need to keep working on it before you get to that point." He pointed out, turning back to the window. Avery sighed, making her way to the opposite side of the hut.
"Sorry. I was just about to update my journal." She sat cross-legged on the ground, resting her hands on her knees and straightening her back.
"Focus, Avery. You may very well become a new sage if you keep it up." Samos sounded very proud, beaming at his student before turning and engaging in his own meditation, floating in midair. Avery cracked an eye open, observing the old man as he fell deeper into his own meditative cycle. With envious skill and grace, she slowly moved up to standing, backing up until she felt her back brush against the wall. She brought her left hand back to feel the edge of the window, her eyes still locked on the old man. With careful, slow movements, she heaved herself up on the round window, seated on it before turning slowly until her legs were on the other side. She gave one last look at Samos before pushing herself out the window, her feet barely making a sound upon hitting the deck. She crept over to the side and sat down on the edge, pushing her body over to land in a crouched position on the lower level.
"Avery!" Turning quickly, the girl nearly yelped at the sight of three teenagers around her age. One was a girl, well developed in every form of the word. She was almost as tall as the male, about five feet, four inches tall. Her hair was a greenish-blue and her eyes a vivid sage. The girl was very curvaceous, with wide hips and a well developed chest. Her skin was a bit tanner than Avery's, having spent more time in the sun. She wore a light purple top that showed her stomach and arms, leading down to leather arm guards from her elbows to wrists. Her pants were dark purple, short slits running up the outer sides at her ankles. Her leather boots matched her arm guards, and she wore a pair of goggles around her neck. She was slim and didn't seem to have all that much strength, though she wasn't pathetic either.
The male who stood, to Avery's chagrin, very close to the girl was about five feet, six inches tall. His skin tone matched hers, and he was the same age of fifteen. His hair started as a dark green at the roots before bleeding almost immediately into a sun-bleached blond. It was long, though his hair tended to defy gravity and stood up in wisps, looking soft and fuzzy. His goggles were perched on the crown of his head, pushing his hair back slightly. He wore his signature blue shirt and tan shorts, leading down to thin brown sandals that wrapped up his leg with wide leather straps. His shirt was sleeveless, though he did have a wrap around his hands and wrists, as well as a thin silver armored plate on his left arm. A brown belt wrapped around his waist, matching his brown pack on his back that wrapped around to his chest, connected with a silver ring in the front, as well as an extra strap that went over his shoulder and also over another silver guard that matched the one on his arm. His face was beginning to look angled, though it still had rounded features due to his young age. His eyes were a striking cerulean blue that stared at Avery in amusement, his arms crossed over his chest and one green eyebrow raised in question.
Next to him on the ground, standing at a glorious two feet tall off the ground, was a smug looking ottsel. The ottsel had bright orange fur with a yellow underbelly, sporting his own goggles and a pair of brown fingerless gloves. He spoke first.
"Hey, darling! Escaping from the old man to have some more Daxter time, as usual?" Avery rolled her eyes, glaring as she put a finger in front of her mouth. She ducked into the lower level, approaching the three.
"I don't want to meditate today. I can already channel three of the five eco types through me. I deserve a break!" She hissed, keeping her voice low.
"Uhm, it's actually six."
"I know, Keira." Avery said, rolling her eyes. Suddenly, she grinned, grabbing the boy's arm. "So, how about we try and dig up an adventure, Jak!" He looked at Avery skeptically, and she groaned in response. "Look, I know we'd be hard pressed to find something as exciting as destroying Gal and Maia's evil plan…" She started, letting go of his arm and leaning against the wall. "But I'm dying to have some fun! Come on, you me and Dax, like old times!" there was excitement in her eyes, and Jak began looking uncomfortable. He opened his mouth to reply, averting his eyes, when Daxter jumped up onto his shoulder.
"Hey, forget him. He's no fun anymore!" Daxter jumped over to rest on Avery's shoulder, one paw on either side of her face, smooshing her cheeks together. "We can go! I like these quiet adventures anyway. Less chance of getting maimed!" He shuttered. Avery glared, swatting his paws away.
"It's not the same without you, Jak." Avery said softly, turning back to him. He frowned at her.
"Sorry, Avery, but Jak agreed to help me today with the door we found, and I need to finish this vehicle." Keira said, gesturing towards the strange thing she was working on. Avery sighed, a deflated expression taking over her features. Jak once again opened his mouth to say something, his eyes apologetic, hand reaching out toward her arm…but Daxter jumped in.
"Awh, forget 'em! Let's go have fun, Av!" Avery pushed herself off the wall, looking up at Daxter with a small smile.
"No, Dax, I'm not really feeling up to it anymore. Stay here and help Jake and Keira. Besides," She started, adjusting the bag on her shoulder and looking between Jak and Daxter. "The day you two get separated is the day the world ends." She laughed half-heartedly as Daxter gave her a sad look before crawling off her shoulder. "I'll be down at the beach if you guys need me." She said lightly, turning to leave.
"Awh, Jak, why do you have to ruin all the fun!" She smirked softly at Daxter's exclamation. She ran across the bridge, her first destination being her hut. It was the third hut on the left, regrettably close to the fisherman's hut. She entered quickly, spotting her father on the chair next to the door almost immediately.
"Avery!" He stood up, opening his arms wide. With a smile she embraced him tightly, trying to ignore the feeling of being crushed as he returned it. "What are you doing back here so early?" She stepped back, looking up into his eyes. "I thought you were going to meditate and then see Jak and Daxter." Avery bit her lip, shuffling.
"Well, Jak is busy, and it's not the same without him. I just came back for my sketchpad and then I will be going to the beach." His eyes widened.
"On your own?" She rolled her eyes, smiling.
"Dad, I just saved the village alongside Jak and Daxter. I think I can handle a couple crabs and puppies." She said, laughing. He smiled.
"I suppose you are right." He said, watching as she ran over to her room, grabbing the book off her bed and shoving it into her bag. "Do be careful." He said, putting his hand on her shoulder as she came to stand in front of him again. She smiled.
"I will dad." She confirmed, nodding her head. She stood on her toes to give him a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving her hut, about to move in the direction of the beach when she stopped. She looked to her right, contemplating her destination. It was nearly sunset, meaning the beach would be reflecting a harsh light at her. She never thought the beach was all that pretty in sunset, not to mention all the annoyances around the area.
The entrance to the forest, however, was beautiful and not very dangerous. She looked in through the window of her hut to see her dad sitting back in his chair. Grinning, she changed directions and began running toward the Yakow farm. It only took her a minute to get there, letting gravity assist her down the hill as she jumped onto the sandy beach area. The Yakows were in the pen, the farmer sleeping on his normal bale of hay. Avery moved passed quickly, running across the beach and only stopping to observe the water. The reflection of the sun was not so harsh on this end of the island, allowing her to see a pure reflection of color. She climbed the rocks quickly to get to the top of the first strip of land, sitting on the edge facing the vast water body. The reflections of the sun turned to a narrow ripple as the wind pushed the waves into motion. Avery shoved the bag off of her shoulders, putting it next to her on the ground and reaching a hand inside. She drew out both books, putting the sketchbook next to her and opening the journal, flipping through to the blank page. She picked up her pencil and put it down on the page, about to write when she stopped.
There wasn't anything worth writing about that week. Things had been quiet and calm. Jak and Daxter had been working with Keira, Avery had been working with Samos, and everything else was all well and good. The boring Sandover Village had returned.
Avery sighed, about to shut the book when a sudden urge came over her. She put down the pencil and turned to the front of the book, flipping through. She scanned the writing, rereading her life. Her mother, Raya, had given her the journal as a present on her ninth birthday. Therefore, the first nine entries were written by her mother, recording the first nine years of her life. The exact dates were recorded for big events, such as birth, crawling, talking, walking, etcetera. Her mother acted as if it were her journal, adding in lines such as "I'm so proud of my daughter" and so on and so forth.
Avery met Daxter when she was six. Jak came into the picture when she was nine. Jak, Daxter, and Keira were all one year older than her, and tended to gravitate towards each other as a trio. Keira and Avery were good friends when they were incredibly young, Samos and Raya were rather close, and Keira was under Samos's care. As they got older, Keira became more interested in mechanics and knowledge while Avery veered off toward art and training for dance and, later, combat.
Avery stopped on one page that she wrote when she was thirteen, one year ago. It was the entry where she first realized she liked Jak. Having nothing better to write about, she lamented the fact that Jak followed Keira around like a lost puppy whenever he wasn't 'adventuring'. Avery smiled at the last section of the entry.
"Ah, who cares? No guy will ever rule my life, what's the use in getting all mopey and boring." She laughed softly, turning the pages and scanning more pages.
She would record all of the trouble the boys and herself would get into and how Daxter could always talk their way out of it. Most adventures turned into misbehaving, because there was simply no adventure to be had. They were all so comfortable with the 'dangers' the island had to offer, that it was simply boring to even think about it. The poisonous snakes in the forest and the sand serpents in the beach did nothing to spark their interests.
Finally, Avery reached the last entry. It described in detail every adventure that took place the week before this, from the moment Daxter returned as an Ottsel to the moment Jak and Keira almost kissed.
She wrote that down to remind herself what a good friend Daxter was. Upon stealing her journal once, Daxter had found out about her crush on Jak, and hung it over her head anytime he needed something. At the moment everyone noticed the two about to kiss, Daxter had looked up at Avery and saw the jealous and pained expression on her face. He had disrupted their kiss, and Avery couldn't remember the last time she wanted to hug Daxter so tightly.
Since then, the two had not openly tried to rekindle the moment, much to Avery's relief. Avery had decided long ago that she would be okay only if she didn't have to see their affections toward one another.
She closed her journal and picked up her sketchpad, flipping through the pages. She had drawn most of the beautiful parts of the island, including the waterscapes and strange creatures. In the very beginning of the book, she had drawings of Jak and Daxter from two years ago.
Recently she had been working on a drawing of Jak channeling light eco, a sight that was burned into her mind. He glowed white, and silver seemed to radiate off of him. His eyes were still cerulean, but glowed with a brilliance unknown to the world. She wished it lasted longer so she could stare, the main reason for drawing the image in her head.
The basic outlines were finished, as well as the shadow of the silvery glow that would surround him. His facial features were also drawn very basically, and she began working on his clothes. The process took a couple hours, leaving her to draw in the moonlight. She smiled and sighed once the outlines of his clothing was finished, holding it up to look at it. She could clearly see his image over her drawing and smiled.
"All you're missing is an ottsel on your shoulder." She said softly, giggling.
"Avery!" Avery jumped at the call, looking around frantically to find the one who called her. She knew it was Daxter by the shrill tone of his voice. Finally she leaned down, looking over the edge of the land she sat on. Jak and Daxter stood under her, looking up. "Come down!" Daxter yelled, and she sighed, collecting her items and placing them back into her bag. She put the bag on her back before turning to lower herself down on the rocks. She climbed down about half the way before her foot slipped, her hands slipping and her body falling. She let out a short scream of surprise, squeezing her eyes shut to prepare for pain. "Av!"
Instead, she felt her fall being stopped as something caught her. She opened one eye first, catching Jak's gaze before she opened the other, smiling sheepishly.
"Oh…thank you, Jak." She mumbled, blushing slightly. He smirked, nodding at her and letting her off.
"Geez Av, you're gonna get yourself killed!" Daxter yelled. She rolled her eyes, brushing her clothes off.
"You say that all the time Dax, and I'm definitely still alive." She said, grinning at him.
"Yeah, that's because we always save you." Jak raised an eyebrow at Daxter.
"No, Jak always saves me, and then we always save you!" She corrected. Jak laughed in agreement. "Anyway, what are you guys doing here?" She asked, putting her hands on her hips as she addressed the two.
"Looking for you! Keira is finished! We went to your house first, than the beach. Jak was afraid you went into the forest alone." Avery raised an eyebrow, looking from the shocking orange creature to the blond haired boy with annoyance.
"I can take care of myself." She said, her voice bored.
"Yeah yeah, anyway!" Daxter jumped onto her shoulder. "We want you to be there tomorrow when we start the baby up! What do ya say?" Avery looked into his eager eyes for a moment, biting her lip.
"Uhm…I'm not sure…" Avery looked over at Jak, who gave her a small smile with hope in his eyes. She couldn't resist that look. She sighed out her response, letting a smile slowly grow on her lips.
"Alright."
"Yes!" Daxter jumped from her back to Jak, and the two teens began walking back to the village. "Why didn't you two wait until tomorrow anyway?" She asked, looking up at the young moon. She smiled lightly.
"Your dad was worried about ya." Daxter replied, jumping off of Jak's shoulder to walk on his own. Avery nodded, looking back at the path. They were already in the village, and they stopped outside of Jak's hut, his uncle inside going over maps and the like.
"I guess I'll see you tomorrow than." She said, smiling at Jak. He nodded and gave a single wave before entering the hut. She sighed, walking across the small plot of land to enter her own hut. Her father was asleep on the chair, and Avery smiled. She shut off all of the lights before making her way into her room. She undressed quickly, throwing on a nightshirt before burrowing herself deep under the blankets. With a sigh, she let herself fall asleep quickly before her thoughts could wander to the events of the next day.
"Sorry I'm late!" Avery flew across the last bridge as she yelled, claiming everyone's attention. Daxter and Jak laughed quietly as Samos glared. Keira rolled her eyes, though she didn't stop working. Avery stopped only two feet away from everyone, adjusting the bag on her back and breathing heavily. "Slept in. Jak, I thought you'd come to get me." She said, looking over at him with half confusion and half accusation. He shrugged. "Right." She muttered, rolling her eyes before looking at the huge gate in direct line to the vehicle Keira was working on. "Whoa." Her voice was soft and airy as she took a couple steps near it.
"Today's the big day, Jak. I hope you're prepared…for whatever happens." Samos's voice dropped in tone towards the end, and Avery turned to give the old sage a confused glance.
"I think I figured out most of this machine." Keira said, gaining their attention. "It interacts somehow with that large Precursor Ring." Avery rolled her eyes, placing a hand on her hip as Keira set herself in the far left seat. "I just hope we didn't break anything moving it here to the lab." Jak sat down next to her, looking as if he was about to do something, before Daxter popped up between them.
"Easy for you to say! We did all the heavy lifting!" Avery cleared her throat.
"Jak did all the heavy lifting." She pointed out, smirking at Daxter. Jak smiled to her as she came over and sat down next to him, looking at all the buttons and items on the vehicle. Daxter started reaching for something.
"Daxter!" The ottsel pulled back in alarm. "Don't touch anything! Though the precursors vanished long ago," Jak, Daxter and Avery all rolled their eyes. "The artifacts they left behind can still do great harm."
"Or great good!" Keira said optimistically. "If you figure out how to use them." Samos got onto the vehicle, sitting next to Avery. She shifted uncomfortably. Not only was there barely enough room, but she was practically sitting on Jak. Her cheeks warmed at the realization. Jak, however, was unconcerned. He was reaching forward hesitantly, his eyes locked on a button with a strange marking on it. He finally pushed it, and some device near Keira opened.
"Looks like Jak's still got the mojo!" Daxter cheered, and Jak smirked.
"Interesting…" Keira leaned forward. "It appears to be reading out some preset coordinates." The map closed suddenly, followed by a rumbling noise and the vehicle shaking. Avery leaned in towards Jak anxiously.
"Uhhh…Jak?" Suddenly, the gate broke free from the wooden launcher and began floating in the air, pieces coming off of it and floating around it. The sky darkened and a purple tint took over, causing Avery to press even farther against the back of her seat. "Jak!"
"Wow, look at that!" Daxter yelled, the only one excited by the events. Avery felt Jak relax next to her, turning back at her to smile. The moment was short lived as a deep voice came from the gate.
"Finally! The last Rift Gate has been opened!" Creatures began flying out of the gate and Avery yelped, ducking as one flew over them.
"What are those things?" Daxter shrieked
"So this is how it happened…" Avery turned to Samos with a panicked expression, wondering how he could look so calm.
"Do something, Jak!" Keira finally screamed, and Daxter started pressing buttons.
"What's this do? Or that! How 'bout this one? Everybody, press all the buttons!"
"You cannot hide from me boy!" Avery grabbed Jak's arm and squeezed it, looking up into his equally wide eyes.
"What do we do?" She asked, her knuckles turned white from her grip. He frowned, searching the buttons before looking back at the button he hit earlier. He slammed his hand into it, and suddenly the vehicle was propelled forward toward the gate and monster hanging out of it. Avery shut her eyes as they passed the creature, entering an area of colors passing by them at incredible speeds. Avery could barely hear Keira's voice as she yelled over the noise.
"Hang on everyone!" Samos yelled, sounding a million miles away. Daxter started screaming his displeasure, and Avery ended up wrapping her arms around Jak's right arm, moving her head to the side and shutting her eyes.
"Look out!" Suddenly everyone was propelled off the vehicle, Keira screaming loudly. Avery yelped, her hands slipping from Jak. He turned, grabbing her hand and holding on, Daxter hanging on to his shoulder.
"Avery! Hang on!" Daxter yelled.
"Find yourself, Jak!" Samos's yell was barely heard over the noise, and Avery locked eyes with Jak as her hand slipped. She tumbled through the air, Screaming as she felt a sudden pull. The tunnel of colors narrowed and she shielded her face with her arms, squinting against the bright light. She was suddenly thrust out of the tunnel, feeling the familiar downward pull of gravity. She landed on the ground hard, bouncing and rolling a few times. She grunted in pain at each hit, letting out a soft moan as she landed on her back. She removed her arms from her face, opening her eyes to be met with a dark sky. No moon was out, but city lights shined harshly on her. She sat up, looking around in confusion and ignoring the pain that shot up her back. She looked around, searching for anybody that she'd know.
"Jak?" She saw no one, except for people who most likely lived there, paying no mind to her. A man passed by her without a glance, and she raised an eyebrow at his back. "Excuse me!" She called, pushing herself up with a groan as her hips protested. The man didn't even falter. "Hey, you!" He seemed to pick up his pace a bit, and Avery frowned. "I need…help…" She muttered, turning on the spot. She spotted a woman walking with her hand enclosed around a child's, stopping at what seemed to be a shop. Avery took several slow steps forward before running to get to them. "Hey, excuse me!" The woman turned to see her approaching. She suddenly looked very frightened, grabbing the child's hand and beginning to walk the other way. "Hey!"
"Leave us alone!" She yelled back, stopping Avery dead in her tracks.
"What the hell is going on?" She asked harshly, looking around. Still, not a soul looked at her. She sighed, looking down a road that was nearby. "Might as well try to find the others…" She took off with a slow walk, looking for any sign of her friends.
Well there it is, the verrrry first chapter. Please review, I hope you enjoyed it. I'll have fun writing it, that's for sure!
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P.s. I make no promises with update speed. I work on stories as inspiration comes to me, and I currently have...6(?) active stories for six different works of fiction :) It comes and goes...but the more reviews I get, the more motivated I am to update quickly!
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