I understand this is short, but most of these will be short. Its more of a introduction to Blaise and how her relationship with Jak and Daxter starts. This is based in the first game if you are wondering, Jak & Daxter: The Precursor Legacy. Anyway, longer chapters will be coming soon hopefully. Either way, enjoy.
"Blaise? Blaise, honey? I love you, be safe." The woman had neat fiery red hair, tied into a bun. Her eyes that were gray as storm clouds. She was holding a girl with deep red hair – auburn – and sad eyes, the same colors as her's. The girl clung to the woman, tears running down her face.
"But mommy, I don't want to leave" she was sobbing. Her mother kissed her forehead and then put her down. She reached up, as if she wanted to be picked up again, but her mother wouldn't.
"Honey, you have to go. If you don't bad things will happen. I love you Blaise" Her mother's saddness was evident, she was crying too. "Now be a good girl Blaise." Then her mother stepped away from her and then...
Those last words rang in her head as she opened her eyes. She was completely soaked and staring up at the bright sun. Sand stuck to her as she pushed herself slowly up, auburn hair spilling over her shoulder. She looked around, trying to figure out where she was but there was another more urgent fact in her mind. She tried to grasp a hold of it, she tried to figure it out but she couldn't. Actually she was confused. She looked down at her sand-covered hands and then back up and around her. Where was she? Better yet, who was she? She thought of what she had dreamed – remembered? - and had no idea what that was. Blaise? Blaise? Was that her? Was she Blaise? Or was that not her and was that a dream? Her mind spun and she was afraid. What had happened to her?
Jak and his best friend Daxter were walking along the beach, not far from the village, Daxter chatting about Kiera in a way that was most inappropriate when he first saw her. She was on her knees, on the beach, soaking wet, red hair sticking to her face, staring at her hands as if she had no idea what they were. Jak stopped, mouth open and Daxter ran into his back. The shorter male yelped in surprise and jumped back, starting to yell at him for stopping so suddenly. She looked up, her grey eyes flashing to their faces. Fear. She was afraid. He had the urge to make her not afraid. He didn't wait to think about his actions, he went to her and offered her his hand and a smile. Daxter was rooted to his spot, but Jak didn't care. She looked up at him, fear in her eyes yet. She was afraid – but not of him. Her hands trembled and she looked down and then back up at him.
Then she placed her sand-covered hand in his.