Hey again! Finally updated, much to my relief! I'm trying my best not to
take too long, but I'm getting a lot busier at home, plus I may have to go
to London at the end of this week - meaning pretty much zero internet time
for moi. That'll be for a week or two.
Anyway, thank you again for all the wonderful reviews! Shark, I couldn't help but laugh at your one! :D Thanks! Phoe-chan, I know that Dax's overbite is one of his personal traits, but I have a reason for it - which I'll hopefully remember to put in this fic! (I forget these things VERY quickly!)
I'm gonna try and give Keira and Jak a little more of the fic this time around, I leave them out so much, I start to feel cruel every time I type something, although in honesty, this IS a Daxter fic ;)
Anyway, enjoy!
~ Keysha
***
The Kryzdal Guardian
Chapter Ten: The Jealous
***
Still woozy, Xema slowly opened her eyes. The bonds around her wrists and ankles had been undone, and she was now clutched tightly in someone's arms. As her vision started to focus, she began to trace the figures features: male, somewhat her age, with fiery red hair and blue eyes. He looked down at Xema and smiled, sending a warm, tingling sensation through her body. He was simply adorable in everyway. But WHO was he? Xema caught a glimpse of the feathered wings on his back. They looked so perfect and 'tender' - as if they had hardly ever been used.
"Who are you?" She whispered to the figure, still dizzy from the bump on her head. The smile on the boy's face began to fade.
'She doesn't know who I am?' Daxter questioned himself. 'Of COURSE she doesn't! She's never seen you in your true form before!'
"It's me Xemie!" He whispered to her, running his fingers through her hair. Xema squinted as she looked up at the boy.
"Daxter?" She asked, staring into his deep, blue eyes. He nodded, smiling again and pulling her in tighter, crying onto her shoulder.
"Dax. You're - you're - you!" Xema smiled at her boyfriend. He was everything she had imagined him to be in his true form - except for one minor detail.
"Daxter? You never told me you had wings!"
***
"MOTHER! Go AWAY! You're dead!!!" Karma screamed at the figure before her. Kryzdal stood tall, simply looking her daughter in the eye and taking her abuse. However, beside her, Jewlii did not approve of her Goddaughter's manners.
"Karma! You have no right to talk to your mother that way! After all she's been through!" Jewlii clenched her fists into tight balls as Karma turned her attention onto the fiery-headed woman.
"YOU think you have a right to tell ME what to do?" The princess laughed wickedly, before glaring at her godmother violently. "YOU don't even deserve to walk in our presence! You are a disgrace! I KNOW you gave birth to a wingless child! You're child has tainted blood! How can you even SUGGEST that I'm in the wrong when you are a traitor to our PEOPLE!"
Jewlii's heart leapt into her throat as her blood boiled.
"Leave my boy out of this!" She whispered. There was a tingling sensation on her shoulder, and she realized Kryzdal's delicate hand was now resting there, comforting her. Beside Kryzdal, Draco was boiling with rage, incredibly dishonored by the fact that his own flesh and blood was tearing at Jewlii with such hatred.
"Karma, Jewlii's son has nothing to do with this." Kryzdal announced.
"Yes he DOES!" Karma cried, tears appearing in her eyes. It had been years since she had cried. It was almost uncomfortable for Karma - feeling so vulnerable and weak as her eyes became moist and her vision blurred. "Yes! He has EVERYTHING to do with this! It's because of HIM that this whole thing started! He encouraged Xema to break the curse! He was the whole reason this started! And NOW he's helped her escape from here! Bryon can't find her anywhere!"
In the background, Jak and Keira looked at each other, hardly believing what they were hearing.
"Her son is Daxter?" Jak gasped. Keira simply nodded.
"I guess so. It fits, I mean, she DOES look a lot like him - or rather, he does look a lot like her."
"DID look a lot like her." Jak corrected, thinking about his fuzzy friend. Keira sighed.
"What?" Jewlii whipped around to face Kryzdal. "He's here? My son is HERE?"
Kryzdal nodded. "Yes Jewlii. Your son is here."
Jewlii turned to the crying girl behind her, delicately stepping up to Karma and taking her shaking hand into hers.
"Please!" She begged, brushing away the tears from Karma's cheeks with her delicate hand. "PLEASE, take me to my son."
"Why SHOULD I?" Karma sneered, snapping her wet face away from Jewlii's hand. She was about to shove Jewlii away, when she felt the strong hand of her father grasp her shoulder.
"I SUGGEST you do as Jewlii requests." Draco growled.
***
"It's --- a LONG story."
"I'm listening." Xema insisted. Confused beyond anything she had ever imagined. Daxter shook his head rapidly.
"We don't have time Xemie! Byron almost caught me as I came looking for you!" He placed a hand delicately on her cut wrists, and she winced slightly. "Easy Xema, you've been through a lot!"
"So have YOU!" Xema glanced at the wings protruding from Daxter's torn shirt. The bases of them were slightly coated in thin wisps of dried blood. "Something tells me those were rather painful.
Daxter blushed slightly. "I think it was more painful for your mother - when she was teaching me how to fly."
Xema laughed for a second, clearly unaware of what he had just said. Then she gasped.
"My - my MOTHER?"
Daxter pulled her in for another hug. "Uh, yeah. You know your little pet Kryzdal? Well, here's a story that WON'T take that long to explain."
***
Xema listened intensely to Daxter's story, eyes widening beyond all reason.
"Are you kidding me?"
Daxter grinned.
"Look, I know I excel when it comes to joking around, but I would NEVER joke about something this serious Xema." He pulled her in for a quick kiss to the lips, and then pulled away, grinning from ear to ear. "I never thought I'd be able to kiss you as - well - as myself."
Xema smiled. "I'm glad you can."
"You mean you're not, uh, disappointed?"
Xema shrugged. "You kiss exactly the same was that you did as an ottsel."
"Er - I guess I'll take that as a compliment."
Xema grinned as she gazed around. Daxter had taken her outside, and the fresh air was doing her good, especially when it caught the tips of her wings, inviting her to lift off of the ground.
"Of all times I really feel like flying - ." Xema shook her head at the thought, but Daxter seemed enthralled at the idea.
"Do you want to - fly together?" He blushed at the idea, but Xema simply smiled.
"You don't mind if I do some flips?"
"Now - You're pushing it!" He paled slightly, but smiled as she laughed, and took his hands leading him into the air.
"I'm sure we'll find the others soon - let's put those new wings of yours to a REAL test Daxter!"
"Remind me AGAIN why I rescued you?" Daxter whimpered as he took off from the ground.
***
"Come on Jak, you must have SOME idea where Daxter's gone too?"
"I told you before Keira, The day I understand the workings of Daxter's mind is the day Ottsels fly! I have no idea where they are!"
Jak rubbed his temples in frustration. Trust Daxter to end up giving him another headache. Even when the ottsel WASN'T around, he usually grew a migraine having to deal with the trouble he left behind.
In this case, Daxter had gone to find Xema, and now they could not find the girl OR the ottsel.
"He has a thing about hiding when things start to look bad." Keira suggested, looking through a crack in the wall. Too small for a humanoid to fit through, but perfect for an animal, especially an ottsel, to hide in. "Maybe we should see if he's found a place to cower?"
Behind them, Kryzdal approached, giving off a small, airy laugh.
"Well, he certainly wouldn't be hiding in a place that small!"
She received a series of strange glances from both Jak and Keira.
"Are we talking about the same Daxter?" Jak questioned. Kryzdal shook her head.
"Apparently not, for you see, I was not the only one to return to my true form in the sacred springs." She smiled "Rumor has it, that the springs contain a liquid version of the legendary gold eco. It has some - shall we say - amazing effects when it comes to eco contamination - even Dark eco."
Neither Jak nor Keira spoke for about a minute. They were too busy gaping at Kryzdal, trying desperately to take in what she had said. Finally, Jak closed his mouth, realizing how rude he was to just stare at Kryzdal like she was insane or something.
"Are you telling me, that Daxter's not trapped in an ottsel body any more?"
Kryzdal nodded.
"He's back to his original form?"
Again, Kryzdal nodded.
"Heaven help us!" Keira laughed.
***
"Is your stomach still intact?" Xema giggled, leaning her head onto Daxter's shoulder. He sighed, and rested his head atop hers.
"Yeah, it's still where it should be. You know, flying isn't so bad when you're doing it yourself, it's kinda - "
"Fun?"
"Yeah. Man, Jak's gonna be SO jealous when he finds out I can fly! He's envied you ever since the day we all met!"
Xema wrinkled her nose and stifled a laugh.
"That boy is in WAY over his head!"
"Yeah, I mean, it's not enough that he has the uncanny ability to channel eco, but he ALSO wants to fly!" Daxter stretched out over the thick tree branch both her and Xema were resting on, gazing out over the city.
"We really should be getting back." Xema insisted, watching the sun fade. "Everyone will be worried about us."
"No, they'll be worried about YOU!" Daxter insisted, pulling her in for another quick kiss. "Just five more minutes? I like it here!"
But Xema got to her feet and pulled him up by the wrist.
"We can spend all the time we want together when we get home."
"Not if your parents having anything to do with it!" Daxter took her hand firmly into his, lacing their fingers together. There was NO way he was letting go of her again.
Little did he know that these actions only angered the figure that watched them from the higher scrub of the tree.
This time, that boy was going to PAY for what he had done!
And this time, Daxter had no advantage!
Anyway, thank you again for all the wonderful reviews! Shark, I couldn't help but laugh at your one! :D Thanks! Phoe-chan, I know that Dax's overbite is one of his personal traits, but I have a reason for it - which I'll hopefully remember to put in this fic! (I forget these things VERY quickly!)
I'm gonna try and give Keira and Jak a little more of the fic this time around, I leave them out so much, I start to feel cruel every time I type something, although in honesty, this IS a Daxter fic ;)
Anyway, enjoy!
~ Keysha
***
The Kryzdal Guardian
Chapter Ten: The Jealous
***
Still woozy, Xema slowly opened her eyes. The bonds around her wrists and ankles had been undone, and she was now clutched tightly in someone's arms. As her vision started to focus, she began to trace the figures features: male, somewhat her age, with fiery red hair and blue eyes. He looked down at Xema and smiled, sending a warm, tingling sensation through her body. He was simply adorable in everyway. But WHO was he? Xema caught a glimpse of the feathered wings on his back. They looked so perfect and 'tender' - as if they had hardly ever been used.
"Who are you?" She whispered to the figure, still dizzy from the bump on her head. The smile on the boy's face began to fade.
'She doesn't know who I am?' Daxter questioned himself. 'Of COURSE she doesn't! She's never seen you in your true form before!'
"It's me Xemie!" He whispered to her, running his fingers through her hair. Xema squinted as she looked up at the boy.
"Daxter?" She asked, staring into his deep, blue eyes. He nodded, smiling again and pulling her in tighter, crying onto her shoulder.
"Dax. You're - you're - you!" Xema smiled at her boyfriend. He was everything she had imagined him to be in his true form - except for one minor detail.
"Daxter? You never told me you had wings!"
***
"MOTHER! Go AWAY! You're dead!!!" Karma screamed at the figure before her. Kryzdal stood tall, simply looking her daughter in the eye and taking her abuse. However, beside her, Jewlii did not approve of her Goddaughter's manners.
"Karma! You have no right to talk to your mother that way! After all she's been through!" Jewlii clenched her fists into tight balls as Karma turned her attention onto the fiery-headed woman.
"YOU think you have a right to tell ME what to do?" The princess laughed wickedly, before glaring at her godmother violently. "YOU don't even deserve to walk in our presence! You are a disgrace! I KNOW you gave birth to a wingless child! You're child has tainted blood! How can you even SUGGEST that I'm in the wrong when you are a traitor to our PEOPLE!"
Jewlii's heart leapt into her throat as her blood boiled.
"Leave my boy out of this!" She whispered. There was a tingling sensation on her shoulder, and she realized Kryzdal's delicate hand was now resting there, comforting her. Beside Kryzdal, Draco was boiling with rage, incredibly dishonored by the fact that his own flesh and blood was tearing at Jewlii with such hatred.
"Karma, Jewlii's son has nothing to do with this." Kryzdal announced.
"Yes he DOES!" Karma cried, tears appearing in her eyes. It had been years since she had cried. It was almost uncomfortable for Karma - feeling so vulnerable and weak as her eyes became moist and her vision blurred. "Yes! He has EVERYTHING to do with this! It's because of HIM that this whole thing started! He encouraged Xema to break the curse! He was the whole reason this started! And NOW he's helped her escape from here! Bryon can't find her anywhere!"
In the background, Jak and Keira looked at each other, hardly believing what they were hearing.
"Her son is Daxter?" Jak gasped. Keira simply nodded.
"I guess so. It fits, I mean, she DOES look a lot like him - or rather, he does look a lot like her."
"DID look a lot like her." Jak corrected, thinking about his fuzzy friend. Keira sighed.
"What?" Jewlii whipped around to face Kryzdal. "He's here? My son is HERE?"
Kryzdal nodded. "Yes Jewlii. Your son is here."
Jewlii turned to the crying girl behind her, delicately stepping up to Karma and taking her shaking hand into hers.
"Please!" She begged, brushing away the tears from Karma's cheeks with her delicate hand. "PLEASE, take me to my son."
"Why SHOULD I?" Karma sneered, snapping her wet face away from Jewlii's hand. She was about to shove Jewlii away, when she felt the strong hand of her father grasp her shoulder.
"I SUGGEST you do as Jewlii requests." Draco growled.
***
"It's --- a LONG story."
"I'm listening." Xema insisted. Confused beyond anything she had ever imagined. Daxter shook his head rapidly.
"We don't have time Xemie! Byron almost caught me as I came looking for you!" He placed a hand delicately on her cut wrists, and she winced slightly. "Easy Xema, you've been through a lot!"
"So have YOU!" Xema glanced at the wings protruding from Daxter's torn shirt. The bases of them were slightly coated in thin wisps of dried blood. "Something tells me those were rather painful.
Daxter blushed slightly. "I think it was more painful for your mother - when she was teaching me how to fly."
Xema laughed for a second, clearly unaware of what he had just said. Then she gasped.
"My - my MOTHER?"
Daxter pulled her in for another hug. "Uh, yeah. You know your little pet Kryzdal? Well, here's a story that WON'T take that long to explain."
***
Xema listened intensely to Daxter's story, eyes widening beyond all reason.
"Are you kidding me?"
Daxter grinned.
"Look, I know I excel when it comes to joking around, but I would NEVER joke about something this serious Xema." He pulled her in for a quick kiss to the lips, and then pulled away, grinning from ear to ear. "I never thought I'd be able to kiss you as - well - as myself."
Xema smiled. "I'm glad you can."
"You mean you're not, uh, disappointed?"
Xema shrugged. "You kiss exactly the same was that you did as an ottsel."
"Er - I guess I'll take that as a compliment."
Xema grinned as she gazed around. Daxter had taken her outside, and the fresh air was doing her good, especially when it caught the tips of her wings, inviting her to lift off of the ground.
"Of all times I really feel like flying - ." Xema shook her head at the thought, but Daxter seemed enthralled at the idea.
"Do you want to - fly together?" He blushed at the idea, but Xema simply smiled.
"You don't mind if I do some flips?"
"Now - You're pushing it!" He paled slightly, but smiled as she laughed, and took his hands leading him into the air.
"I'm sure we'll find the others soon - let's put those new wings of yours to a REAL test Daxter!"
"Remind me AGAIN why I rescued you?" Daxter whimpered as he took off from the ground.
***
"Come on Jak, you must have SOME idea where Daxter's gone too?"
"I told you before Keira, The day I understand the workings of Daxter's mind is the day Ottsels fly! I have no idea where they are!"
Jak rubbed his temples in frustration. Trust Daxter to end up giving him another headache. Even when the ottsel WASN'T around, he usually grew a migraine having to deal with the trouble he left behind.
In this case, Daxter had gone to find Xema, and now they could not find the girl OR the ottsel.
"He has a thing about hiding when things start to look bad." Keira suggested, looking through a crack in the wall. Too small for a humanoid to fit through, but perfect for an animal, especially an ottsel, to hide in. "Maybe we should see if he's found a place to cower?"
Behind them, Kryzdal approached, giving off a small, airy laugh.
"Well, he certainly wouldn't be hiding in a place that small!"
She received a series of strange glances from both Jak and Keira.
"Are we talking about the same Daxter?" Jak questioned. Kryzdal shook her head.
"Apparently not, for you see, I was not the only one to return to my true form in the sacred springs." She smiled "Rumor has it, that the springs contain a liquid version of the legendary gold eco. It has some - shall we say - amazing effects when it comes to eco contamination - even Dark eco."
Neither Jak nor Keira spoke for about a minute. They were too busy gaping at Kryzdal, trying desperately to take in what she had said. Finally, Jak closed his mouth, realizing how rude he was to just stare at Kryzdal like she was insane or something.
"Are you telling me, that Daxter's not trapped in an ottsel body any more?"
Kryzdal nodded.
"He's back to his original form?"
Again, Kryzdal nodded.
"Heaven help us!" Keira laughed.
***
"Is your stomach still intact?" Xema giggled, leaning her head onto Daxter's shoulder. He sighed, and rested his head atop hers.
"Yeah, it's still where it should be. You know, flying isn't so bad when you're doing it yourself, it's kinda - "
"Fun?"
"Yeah. Man, Jak's gonna be SO jealous when he finds out I can fly! He's envied you ever since the day we all met!"
Xema wrinkled her nose and stifled a laugh.
"That boy is in WAY over his head!"
"Yeah, I mean, it's not enough that he has the uncanny ability to channel eco, but he ALSO wants to fly!" Daxter stretched out over the thick tree branch both her and Xema were resting on, gazing out over the city.
"We really should be getting back." Xema insisted, watching the sun fade. "Everyone will be worried about us."
"No, they'll be worried about YOU!" Daxter insisted, pulling her in for another quick kiss. "Just five more minutes? I like it here!"
But Xema got to her feet and pulled him up by the wrist.
"We can spend all the time we want together when we get home."
"Not if your parents having anything to do with it!" Daxter took her hand firmly into his, lacing their fingers together. There was NO way he was letting go of her again.
Little did he know that these actions only angered the figure that watched them from the higher scrub of the tree.
This time, that boy was going to PAY for what he had done!
And this time, Daxter had no advantage!
