ED Renalds


Jak and Daxter: A Different Legacy


Chapter One: Whoops, Didn't Mean to Do That


Hi everybody, it's been a long journey so far, and I really have no idea what is going to come along next. So I guess I should tell what eventful things have been happening since meeting the two people that would change my life. It's been a long run, but we all got through it. Who's 'we'? You'll find out soon enough. I guess I should start from the beginning…

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"I have spent my life searching for answers that my father and my father's fathers failed to find. Who were the Precursors? Why did they create vast monoliths that litter our planet? How did they harness Eco, the life energy of the world? What was their purpose? And why did they vanish?

I have asked the plants, but they do not remember. I have asked the rocks, but the rocks do not recall. Even the rocks do not recall.

Every bone in my body tells me that the answers rest on the shoulders… of a young boy… oblivious to his destiny, uninterested in the search for truth, and rejecting of my guidance! And why would he listen to old Samos the sage, anyway? I'm only the master of Green Eco, one of the wisest men on the planet!

So it seems that the answers begin not with careful research or sensible thinking. Nay! As with many of fate's mysteries; it all begins with a small act… of disobedience."

Jak and Daxter, two best friends, ride a boat to Misty Island. When they reached the island they got out of the boat and looked at their surroundings as they walked to who knows where.

Jak walked without fear. However, Daxter was more cautious and fidgety.

"Hey! Old Green Stuff told us not to come here," Daxter protested while fumbling with his hands in fear.

Jak and Daxter ventured farther into Misty Island. Jak sensed something amiss and peeked over a nearby boulder. Daxter did the same, albeit falling on the boulder more painfully. Jak shushes him, not wanting to get caught.

They see a group of Lurkers have gathered outside the door to the Precursor Silo. Lurkers; Lurkers are reptile-like creatures who are enemies to Jak's race. In this group, some were armored and armed.

Two figures materialize out of nowhere in a bright flash. A man and a woman.

The man spoke, "Continue your search for artifacts and Eco." He took in a deep breath before continuing. "The locals possess Precursor items. You know what to do."

Then the woman spoke up, sounding even crueler than the man had, "Deal harshly with anybody who strays from the village. We will attack it in due time."

Jak and Daxter ignored the warning and went looking around the island. As they left, an armored guard looked in their direction. The duo went inside the Precursor Silo and found a pit filled with dark, oozing liquid.

"What are we doin' here anyway, Jak? This place gives me the creeps," Daxter said, and tripped not-so-gracefully over something on the floor.

Jak chuckled at his clumsy friend.

"Huh?" Daxter blinked in confusion and picked up the thing he tripped over. "Oh, stupid Precursor junk!"

The Precursor artifact was cylinder shaped and had weird markings on it.

Daxter walked over to Jak with the Precursor artifact. Jak was looking into the dark liquid.

"Eech! What is this dark ooze? It sure don't look friendly." Daxter stated. "The sage yaps on about the Precursors who built this place all the time. 'Where did they go? Why did they build this crap?' Now, I like Precursor Orbs and Power Cells as much as the next guy. But if you ask me? They must have been real losers."

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I sat up groggily and yawned, stretching my arms. A flash of pain went through my neck. I knew I shouldn't have slept like that.

But it's not like I had a choice. I wandered from the village and they captured me, putting me in this weird cage. It has walls that are see-through, and as the ones who captured me said, "Only the savior and his friend can get you out of this. And I doubt that they will ever even know of your existence."

The harsh words of that woman got to me. I knew I wasn't getting out anytime soon. Maybe even never.

But I couldn't give up hope.

I sat up, looking around. There were two boys. One was short with orange-like hair. He looked really wimpy. He was whining about something, holding a Precursor artifact.

The other had yellowish hair with goggles around his forehead because he wasn't wearing them. He had light blue eyes, truly captivating. He was much taller than the other guy, and he had more of an adventurous look to him.

"What if they are the ones? The ones who can help me?" I thought to myself, sudden hope bubbling inside me.

"Hey!" I shouted, hoping they could hear me.

Apparently they did, because they both looked in my direction in surprise.

"Jak! It's a girl!" The short one shouted, pointing at me.

I looked at him in disbelief. 'Jak' did the same.

"No, really? I didn't know that," I said sarcastically.

Jak tried to hold in a smile… failing miserably.

"Yeah, now that we know for a fact that I am, in fact, a girl; can you guys help me? I'm stuck in this invisible wall-like thing. They trapped me here." I asked, looking at the duo, biting my bottom lip nervously.

I hadn't talked to anybody in a while.

Jak's eyes widened in surprise, "Oh, okay. Sure." He said, walking over to where I stood, on a square platform.

(Okay, I know Jak doesn't talk much in the game, but in this he will talk)

He looked at the platform in interest, and stood on it.

My mouth gaped, "How…"

He smiled and shrugged. He has a nice smile… He took my hand, snapping me out of my reverie, and pulled me with him off of the platform.

My mouth gaped even more, if possible. "So you are the one…" I whispered.

Jak furrowed his eyebrows, "The what?"

I closed my mouth and smiled, "Never mind."

"Ooh! She's not that bad looking," The short one piped up.

I glared at him. "Watch it, pipsqueak." I warned playfully.

"The name's Daxter," the short one supplied. "My sidekick over there," I snorted at that, "is my good buddy, Jak."

"Okay then," I breathed. "We should get going. Fast." I warned, serious this time.

Daxter shrugged, throwing the Precursor artifact over his shoulder. I gasped. I might not know much about the artifacts. But I do know you're not supposed to do that.

Jak caught it and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. Then the Precursor artifact began to glow red in Jak's hands. Jak seemed captivated by the glowing cylinder, staring at it, pure interest and wonder lighting his blue eyes.

Daxter looked at Jak in shock, as I did. "Wow, how did ya do that?" Daxter asked in his high-pitched voice, an excited look on his face.

"I don't know," Jak said; and then our wonderment was interrupted by the crash of an armored Lurker behind Jak and Daxter.

"Watch out!" I shouted, and the two boys looked behind them.

"Jak, I think we're in trouble!" Daxter shouted.

"Daxter! There is a giant Lurker with a club coming towards us! OF COURSE we're in trouble! BIG trouble!" I yelled in frustration. Daxter pouted.

"Seriously! This boy!" I thought to myself.

"Jak! Throw the artifact at it!" I informed Jack.

He listened and threw the artifact at the approaching Lurker. The artifact exploded. The explosion destroyed the Lurker, but it sent Jak crashing into Daxter. Daxter fell into the dark liquid, screaming.

Jak was rightfully concerned, and so was I. But in a few seconds, Daxter came shooting out of the dark muck, landing on his back.

Only then… he was a rodent.

"Man, that stung! I told ya we shouldn't have come here, and you didn't listen!" Daxter scolded.

Jak and I looked at Daxter's new form in astonishment.

"Whaaaaaaaat?" Daxter whined, looking at our facial expressions.

Daxter noticed his hand was now… furry, fluffy, and orange. His pupils shrunk, his mouth twitched a bit and he screamed.

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Okay, okay. I'm fine, I'm fine," Daxter breathed in and out, trying to calm himself.

He then looked down at his furry, fluffy, and orange feet.

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Jak spoke nervously, "Whoops, didn't mean to do that."

I laughed, for the first time since I had been young, I laughed heartily. Jak joined in.

"HEY! This isn't funny!"

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Hey guys. Thanks for reading. I'll update after I get at least two reviews. I hope you liked it. I always wanted to write a story about Jak and Daxter. And this is going to be a three or four series story. Because there are three Jak and Daxter games out, and I might make up a fourth. Once again, thank you for reading. Please no flames, though constructive criticism is always welcome.

-ED Renalds