Title: Our Untold Story
Warnings: In later chapters... Well, I don't know. I haven't gotten that far. But right now, just cussing... And an out of control dark form
Disclaimer: And If I owned the series, would I be here? Honest to god. You people are crazy.
Main pairing: Jak x Daxter
Full summary: Takes place a while after the third game. Jak is going insane. His dark form wants to go South [To the beaches?!]. His light form is trying to play good guy. And did I mention that his light form changed Daxter back to his normal, not-so-geeky form? And Jak has the hots for him?
Well he does.
This is my first shonen-ai story. Ever. If you wanna flame a poor lil defenseless newbie writer, then go ahead. You'll just have to live with the guilt of hurting me forever more.
Enjoy.
You would think that after the dark eco silo was found, and I accidentally got shoved into a pool of light eco, my life would be nice. I was balanced inside, the light balancing out the darkness. I had become a mercenary, and not in the bad way either. My services were used all about the country. And for once in my life, I felt needed, and felt actually loved! Sure, it was by people who didn't know very much about me, but hey, at least they weren't trying to kill me, right?
But every time I had to go dark, something nagged at me. Sometimes I would black out, and wake up in strange places, not knowing what had happened. And the places would be very... Strange, as well. Once, by a huge pool of dark eco, on which a crumbling city was built. Another, shoved in the back of an alley in Haven City. And people would tell me that they saw me walking, in dark form, to the south. Always to the south. Nobody could bother me, though, as my dark form was uncontrollable.
"Come on, Jak, buddy." Daxter said, and shoved me in the arm. I was resting my head on the table. Since I had been charged with light eco, I used my power to change my best friend back to his original form. I had missed his bright red hair. Sure, it was shorter. He had grown older as well as I had. We were both older, and stronger. "I'm not sure why you were wandering around in your dark form. Maybe you got drunk."
"I don't remember drinking." I said, looking over at him with a sigh. I rubbed my eyes.
"Jak, you need to get some rest. Hows about you get a good rest in light form. I'll watch over you, and make sure you don't shift forms and wander off again. It's raining." Daxter said, and patted me on the back. I sighed wearily and nodded.
"Okay Dax." I said. "Thanks. I... Yeah." I cut myself off. Damn! Did I almost say what I was thinking? No way, damnit. That had been happening lately... Things I was thinking nearly came out of my mouth. Now the fact of the matter was, why was I even thinking those thoughts! I mean, sure Daxter is my oldest, and only best friend, and sure, he's a guy... But that does NOT mean I have to... L... L...
I got up and threw back my head and arms. Simultaneously, two huge wings burst out of my back, and my body turned into a shimmering blue color, my eyes, a brilliant white. My wings quivered slightly, before I folded them up and started back into my room.
Daxter and I had bought a place out by the sea, wanting to stay away from the cities. We both had a bad enough experiences in the city, we stayed well away from them. I had overheard Ashlin and Keira talking about how they thought two men living together was weird...
Goddamnit we are NOT gay!
I climbed into my bed and yawned.
"Night Jak!" Daxter called.
"Night, bud." I said.
"Damnit. Get your lazy ass up and out of that light form and into the dark form. NOW!"
I slowly opened my eyes and looked around. Eh? Voices?
"Daxter, are there people here?" I whined, before turning face down into the pillow. There was no answer.
"Like I just said, boy. Get up and change into your dark form."
I tried to ignore it, and faintly wondered if it was part of a dream I was having. But my body pulled itself up and my blue glow slowly faded, and was replaced by a deep purple glow.
"Grrrrrrr..." I heard myself growl, as my conscious, reasoning mind was pushed to the side, in favor of a very primal set of instincts.
Dark Jak
Oh I smell something good. Blood? No... Better. I looked towards the source of the smell. Ah. The guy sleeping in the chair next to my bed. Ottsel turned back to normal.
Something was pulling at me. I stretched, and slid on some clothes. Why my normal form insisted in only sleeping in boxers was absurd. If he wanted to get that other male, then why not just go up to him buck naked? I think that would work.
I started outside and turned to the South and started walking.
"Voice, what you want me?" I called to it.
But it didn't answer me. I figured if I just continued going south... Perhaps something would happen.
First chapter is a closed case. Feel free to take up any concerns with my alter-ego, Skystrike. She'll be happy to let you hear her reasons for liking shonen-ai.