Author's Note: For those who are reading this now. (As of 10/2014) I wanted to leave a note to all returning readers and new ones. This story is OLD. Like ten years old and its BAD. I only keep this story up for nostalgic reasons. I'm currently rewriting a new Jak and Daxter fan fiction with updates and better characterization for my original characters.

Go ahead and read but be warned that this story is OLD and NOT VERY GOOD. If you like it, thanks! Otherwise, please be aware that I already know this is very outdated. (And I'm not about to rewrite this for the hundredth time.)

Thanks again for reading and I hope you enjoy yourselves with this crap! :) Oh and I don't own any Jak and Daxter, Naughty Dog characters.


"I've got a premonition that a legend greater than a fairytale is about to begin!"- (translated) Little Princess Pri, Lilpri.

Soaring

First Arc: Act One

The everlasting sun had once again shown its face to the people of Sandover Island. Though this was not to be seen, everyday the sun would rise as usual. The sun would then set, as usual. And the people would rest, as usual. The happenings on the island never evolved much. The usual happenings on the island were small and meek: a storm here, a new Flut-flut birth there, nothing unusual or exciting. And of course these tedious, dull actions could only result in the boredom of two young adventurers.

And being the young male adventurers they were the boredom could only be converted into misbehavior. With the amount of energy stored within their minds the two young boys could only imagine the abundance of fun they could be having if they were to travel to distant lands. If only real dragons existed…then they could become heroes! They could fight off the villains and become true men, worthy of remembrance.

But alas, no true threats threatened their tiny home. Or so they thought. Only when their imaginations became the better of them did the boys truly realize that evil still existed. As a result of the boy's wandering minds a young Daxter had become small and fuzzy. He had plummeted into a brew of Dark Eco, the darkest essence on the land. His transformation had left his best friend, and top explorer, Jak stunned and taken back. Guilt had convinced the small-minded Jak to help his best bud in his dire situation.

So now, to two were on a true mission. Though their mission come as planned. Instead of becoming rouge men off on an adventure filled with real danger and monsters, the boys set off in search of Powercells. These small energy-filled balls would set Daxter free. He would be free to become himself once again.

"Hey Jak…HEY JAK!"

Jak's eyes snapped open to the sound of his dearest friend. He shifted his eyes to look over his should where the newly transformed Daxter stood. Although his appearance had changed drastically, Jak couldn't help but see his old friend. The mounds of fur and animal teeth had not phased Daxter's true personality. He remained the same funny persona.

Jak had to sigh has he looked upon his current surroundings. About him were the old walls of Sage's hut. Samos. He was the island's current Green Eco Sage. Jak dragged his feet across the wooden floor, his ears twitching to the sound of the creaking floorboards, as he continued to clean the small hut.

The old Sage, Samos had promised the two young boys a Powercell if they were to complete their task of cleaning his home. Of course this was a very sneaky move on the elderly Sage's part. He felt as though the young 'adventurers' deserved any hard work that came to them. Their carelessness had gotten them into the mess they were now faced with so they could pull themselves clean out.

"Look at this Jak!" Daxter flung his paw up and down in the air, desperately trying to catch Jak's attention.

"Hmm?" Jak turned his attention to the orange rat on his shoulder.

"Looks like Keira's eggs finally hatched!" Daxter answered with a small smirk as he jumped down from his bud's shoulders and landed on the floor below.

Jak was quick to direct his interest to the small birdcage near the hut window. Keira, the Sage's only daughter had been raising the small eggs since finding them abandoned on the beach. The female had been found herself counting down the days until the eggs were due to hatch with no such luck, until just that moment. Jak pulled his face closer to the tiny cage and watched the tiny hatchlings sprout slowly from their protective shells. The thought of new life being born unto the island formed an exciting thought in Jak's mind.

"Whatdd'ya say we let 'em go?" Daxter chuckled; his small Ottsel fingers wrapped around the cage latch.

"Nah," Jak pulled back Daxter's paw from releasing the small birds, "Keira's been waiting forever for those eggs to hatch, we shouldn't."

"Come on!" Daxter whined as he jumped up and down. "It'll be fun!"

"Dax!"

"That's quite enough."

The haunting sound of the Sage's voice placed the boys in a state of fear. The elderly croak of the Sage crept from behind the two and slithered into their ears. At a slow pace, the two males turned to face Samos. In his usual pose, the Green Sage hovered over the boys with an angered look plastered on his face.

"Now if you're done ARGUING," Samos began his rant in a low growl, "I have another task for you."

The two boys stood up straight.

"It seems as if we're going to have some new company to our lsland," Samos closed his eyes as he began to explain himself, "My oldest friend is moving here." Samos continued only to be interrupted Daxter's smart-aleck mouth.

"FRIENDS? You?" Daxter laughed, "That's funny! To think you still have friends."

"Daxter!" Samos shook his head in anger and shouted at the small animal. "If you want to stay orange and fuzzy, keep talking!"

"Go on." Jak choked back a small chuckle as he reached down to his friend and covered his orange mouth.

"Like I was saying," Samos cleared his throat, "My oldest friend is moving down here and I want YOU to help, and his daughters move into their new hut."

"DAUGHTERS?! And he's your oldest friend?" Daxter threw his head back in a loud laughter. "Are they as old as you are?"

"QUIET!" Samos roared, causing the boys to take a step back, "Now I usually wouldn't trust this task to two 12 year-old boys, but that's beside the point!" Samos slammed his cane to the ground in an attempt to make his point clear, "Get down there and help them!" He then directed his index finger toward the hut's only exit.

"For helping two old hags, I think we should get two Powercells." Daxter snorted throwing up his middle and index finger at the old Sage.

Samos' eyebrow twitched with pure frustration, "Just…get…" Samos' cheek then twitched, "GOING!" He finally hollered at the boys, feeling as though he had reached his limit.

With a quick nod of their heads, the two boys scurried out of the tiny Sage's hut. They hopped down the creaky floorboards beneath them as they made their way closer to their new destination. The hot air graced the boys with its heat as they strolled. Jak looked upward and let out a relaxed sigh, today was beautiful day.

It was then Jak's ears flicked to the sound of small footsteps. He turned his attention to the female before him. Keira was making her way toward to two young boys, a smile pasted on her delicate face.

Jak was quick to raise one arm in the air, welcoming the girl, "Hey Keira."

"Hi guys." Keira squeaked in reply as she waved in return, "What are you two up to?"

"Well," Daxter began as he leapt from before Jak with a glare, "Your Father's dirty work! That's what!"

"And what exactly is that?" Keira's tone suddenly morphed to match her new angry facial expression.

"We have to help some old hags move in." Daxter sighed, lowering his head, "Boring stuff."

"Oh!" Keira clapped her hands together in delight, "Daddy told me his old friend's daughters were coming here." She reverted to her smiling face as she continued, "That should be fun right? I mean new faces on the island?"

"It's something new, I suppose." Jak added as he placed his chin against his hand.

"Well," Keira moved her arms upward and began to stretch, "I'd better not hold you up any." She then continued with her walk, "I'll stop down later to meet the new girl, so I'll see you two then, okay?" She let out a small giggle, as she pressed onward.

"Bye…" Jak waved longingly.

"Come on…" Daxter grumbled as he hopped back on Jak's trusty shoulder, "We've got old women to help…this is gonna be fun." He replied with a low tone.

Of course Jak was fast to agree with his Ottsel buddy and turned forward once again. They had to get down to business, if Daxter ever wanted to become 'human' again. Besides, a little adventure didn't discourage Jak by any means.

The two boys set off down the sandbanks, soaking up the warm afternoon sun as they did so. It wasn't until the two had reached the very limits of the small isle did Jak catch a small glance of a hut. The hut was small in size and was almost hidden away. This didn't bother Jak much, although the question of 'why' the hut was so far from the rest of the community struck him once or twice. As the two advanced even closer to the tiny hut, Jak took quick note of the open front door although no luggage was present around the house. By the sights of it, the hut was empty of any personal items. This sight was odd, very odd.

"I CANNOT believe we have to help old Greeny's friend!" Daxter exclaimed, "This is a waste of a good day, a day that we could be spending trying to turn me back to my handsome self!" Daxter crossed his tiny, furry arms across his chest and growled.

Jak rolled his eyes at his friend's dramatics and let out a small sigh, "If we get in and out, it won't take long." Jak replied in a reassuring manner.

"What would two old women have that would be terribly heavy anyway?" Daxter questioned before jumping down from Jak's shoulders. "Wait…" Daxter paused for a moment, after momentarily looking toward the hut before him, "Now that I mention it…there's no bags around anywhere!"

"You're right." Jak agreed.

"WELPT," Daxter's trademark grin grew across his face, "I guess that means no heavy lifting for us, huh buddy?"

"We should still help out anyway." Jak began to walk forward much to Daxter's despair. "Samos won't give us that Powercell if we don't at least try to help. Besides the sooner we get this over with," He spoke with a tired tone as he continued to advance toward the hut, "The sooner we can change you back."

Jak looked forward. It was then the sun hit his face. He flinched at the light and squinted. Blinded, he lifted one arm over his eyes. A moment later, he reopened his eyes. It was then he saw a small girl standing at the edge of the beach.

The small girl had light brown, shoulder length hair that gently sailed in the hair. She was smiling, as she stood there watching the waves hit the banks. Her attire consisting of a simple white tan-top and brown, ripped shorts.

A sudden emotion rushed over Jak as he watched the young girl. Nostalgia filled him. It was almost as if the whole world began to spin around him, causing him to feel a great amount of lightheadedness and vertigo. His had begun to ache with pain, almost as if he had been hit with a sudden migraine of sorts. His legs felt light as air as if he were to float right from the ground he was standing upon. He drew himself back and closed his eyes tightly. As he did so, a flash of strange familiar images filled his head; Strange reflections that he could not quite recall at the current moment. Memories, strange memories of the past but he could not label them.

Daxter looked up to see Jak's strange facial expression. He then watched with curious eyes. Jak pressed his fingers against his forehead, feeling the beating pain grow. An odd pressure in the center of his skull caused Jak to grunt in pain. In that short moment, a mixture of emotions peaked within him he could not explain. Sadness, bliss, horror and rage all seeped into his being almost as an imprint. It was then Jak slowly and gently reopened his eyes to look upon the new girl. Had he met her before? She was so familiar to him. They had to have met in the past…or maybe even the future.

"Jak?" Daxter tugged hard on Jak's pant leg.

"My head…" Jak struggled to speak, "…It hurts…"

"Come on!" Daxter rolled his eyes after snapping at his eldest friend, "Don't give me any excuses now, Jak! Let's just get that Powercell!"

The two were suddenly interrupted by the sound of a soft voice. The two boys looked up to see the girl with brown hair start to sing a soft melody. The girl lifted both hands to her chest and sang. Though her voice wasn't mature or pitch perfect, Jak felt as though her tiny attempt at performance was suitable.

"Looks like we got an opera singer on our hands!" Daxter snickered sarcastically as he elbowed Jak.

Ignoring Daxter's comment Jak began to speak in a low, confused manner, "Have…" Jak stuttered for a moment, "Have we met her before, Dax?"

"Hey are you okay, buddy?" Daxter shot a glare toward Jak; "You're acting higher then a Flut-flut during mating season!" Daxter exaggerated. "But NO we haven't had the pleasure of meeting yet."

"But…"

"Come on!" Daxter shouted as he stomped on forward, "I have work to do!"

Just as Jak began following his small buddy a feminine voice formed from behind him, "And just where do you think you two are going?"

The sound of the voice sent shivers down the boys' shoulders. They jumped in surprise; the voice had unexpectedly entered their ears. They both hunched over, feeling a small amount of fear; the thought of an 'old hag' standing behind them was an image from a nightmare. Slowly the two turned to match the voice with a face. They were pleasantly shocked to see a young face to match the female voice they had heard. It was quickly noted that this female was related to the singing girl they had seen first. Only this woman was older and held an angered look on her face. She carried the same brown hair and facial structure although her hair was pulled back in a tight ponytail.

"I hope that you're not headed toward MY house." The woman spoke again, her voice still holding to its angry tone.

"As it is…" Jak began to speak in a nervous voice.

"WELL!" Daxter stepped in, "Looks like 'ol Sage's friends are young…and CUTE!" Daxter then ran his furry hand up his arms, an imitation of rolling up sleeves, "I'll be MORE than happy to help out now! You know," Daxter's voice dropped into a sultry whisper, "I am very strong."

"Is that right?" The older woman snorted, "Too bad that I don't need any help from two prepubescent boys." She then shrugged her slender shoulders, "You can leave now."

"Prepu-WHAT?" Daxter backed away from the brunette.

"You heard me, rat!" She snapped as she balled up her left fist.

"Jam?"

Jak's ear twitched to the sound of a small voice. It was the same singing voice Jak had heard moments before. He looked up to see the small girl rushing toward them. Jak squinted his eyes as her image became clearer. It was then something became painfully obvious to the blond youngster. The smaller female had strange ears emerging from her head. Not at all like the ears the older female and he carried.

"Jam?" Daxter barked, "Aaaaand, I'm guessing that's YOU," Daxter pointed his furry orange finger toward the eldest girl. "Am I right?"

"Kat." Jam turned to the younger female with a sharp growl. "Go back inside."

The young girl twitched and nodded, "Yes, ma'am." She then knelt her head downward in a small bow.

It was then her eyes met Jak's. The sudden pressure shot back into Jak's mind the moment they became linked in their stares.

"Hiya." She finally spoke.

Jak opened his mouth as if to ask if they had met once before but was quickly interrupted by his smaller chum, "What are THOSE?" He gasped, jumping on Kat's shoulders.

He then began to gently tug on her strange animal-like ears. He had to let out a small chuckle as he felt the ruff short furs that surrounded her ears. Kat was quick to slap Daxter away in shock of his misbehavior. Daxter let out a small grunt as he hit the floor.

"Those…are my ears…" She muttered, looking away from the group in shame.

"Hey! No reason to get touchy!" Daxter hissed as he rose from his current position into a standing one. "Lemme guess, you have some sort of strange monster tail too?"

Kat's eye twitched. A tiny finger rose to her lip as a small black tail wrapped around her left leg. She blushed and slowly backed away from the two boys.

"WHAT THE?" Daxter yipped, "What the HECK are you?"

Jam pushed herself in front of the two boys and snarled. She slammed her hands on her hips and let out a mighty glare.

"It's not like you're a common sight around here, rat."

"Ottsel here!" Daxter announced with glee and pride, "Daxter, Orange Lighting at your service! And oh yeah, that's Jak." Daxter pointed back with his thump at Jak.

Jam's eyes then shot in Jak's direction. "Don't talk much ey?" She glared at the boy as she crossed both arms tightly.

Jak shrugged his shoulders in silence and gave the older female a warm smile.

"I'm part of a different clan," Kat spoke in a soft voice, "I'm half elf and half…something else, okay?"

The two boys looked at Kat with strange eyes. They had never heard of such a thing. Mixing races? How odd. It was now obvious, after she had stated it, how her appearance was slightly similar to theirs.

"Try not to bring it up, okay?" Kat whispered as she began to chew on her fingernail.

"Then," Jak's mind was racing with questions, "Are you two fully related?"

Jam snarled, "Is that really any of your business?"

Both boys stepped back at Jam's unexpected rely. In reply to her comment they both nodded letting the older woman know they understood her clearly.

"HEY!" Daxter jumped upward, "I just remembered! Do you girls need help or not?" He moved his head from side to side, "Because you see, Jak and I are on a little something called, 'adventure'. Got it?"

Jam squinted her eyes at Daxter's rude words, "Like I said before, we don't need your help. So don't bother. Run along, children." She then waved her delicate hand at the boys, dismissing them.

"So you two moved everything all ready?" Daxter clapped his orange paws together in delight, "Then our mission is done!" He then turned back to Jak with a grin on his face, "Let's get back to Samos and get that Powercell!"

Jak nodded his head to agree with Daxter. "You don't mind?" He looked back at Jam, concerned.

"Whatever," Jam snapped as she slammed her hands on her hips, "We'll say you helped us if you just LEAVE US ALONE."

The boys looked at one another in confusion then shrugged at each other. Whatever gained then Powercells quickest was fine with them. As long as they obtained the small sphere, lying was all right.

"We'll be sure to check in on you guys later, all right?" Jak closed his eyes and smiled once more.

"No!" Jam barked. "Just leave us be!"

"Hey!" Daxter shouted in return, "What's up with you two? Why don't you want us here?"

"Just go!" Jam stamped her foot on the ground with great force; "Don't you two have a Powercell to retrieve?" The boys nodded at Jam's question without hesitation. "Then get going all ready!"

Feeling as though their stay had been enough, the two youngsters turned away from the girls and began their stroll back to Samos' hut.

"Wait!" Kat called out in her tiny voice, "Can we ask one question before you two leave?"

Jak and his Ottsel pal turned back, awaiting the question. They couldn't imagine what these girls could want. It all seemed so odd. In one breath the girls were ordering the boys to leave immediately then seconds later, they wanted answers.

"Well, what is it?" Daxter growled feeling bothered by the girl's changing emotions.

"Um," Kat mumbled as she tapped the tips of her index fingers together, "Well,"

"WELL WHAT?" Daxter hissed.

"Do you two know where the nearest Green Eco vents are?" Kat blurted outward, her eyes closed tight. "I mean…" Her voice then toned down into a mumble once again, "I've heard there are some…around here. Is that true?"

Jak blinked, "Yes. There are some to the west, you can't miss them really." He answered in a confused tone. "Feel free to use them if you need to." His smile returned as he spoke to the young Kat, "I don't think Samos would mind. You are his friend's daughters after all…" He then paused, "…Right?"

Kat's mouth dropped open after hearing Jak's question. She then shook her head from side to side and nodded.

"Good." Jak's voice entered Kat's ears warmly.

It was then that Jak and Daxter turned away once more and continued walking on to Samos' small hut. The farther away Jak came from the girls, the more questions and strange emotions filled him. Something was wrong; something was off, something he couldn't explain. He felt tempted to ask Daxter if he felt about the girls the same way he had but the fear of Daxter answer blocked his question from leaving his lips. Perhaps this was just a bizarre feeling.

"Well, that was easy." Daxter grinned wiped off his paws, "Now we can just tell old Greeny that we helped move the two in, and get my Powercell!"

"Okay." Jak nodded, still feeling strange about the situation, "Let's go then."

Act End.