Yeah, I'm back. Disclaimer: .... There's a reason they call it FANfiction.
=D Guess how many times I've seen Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban? :')
On with the show!
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Many days passed, and Sphinx had not made a full recovery. Every once and awhile, when the Mummy was in the room, he'd have to shake his head clear. Every time the Mummy was in the room, Sphinx changed somehow. The first time it was the eyes – as dark a night. They had turned back to normal, though, literally in the blink of an eye. The second time, there was more of a change; Sphinx's claws became longer and sharper in an instant, and the talons on his toes (A/N: He has kitty feet! Four toes. Check the website, you'll see what I mean) grew thick and sharp as well.
The Mummy shook his head, and left the room, muttering to himself. "My eyes must be rotting..."
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Daxter entered the room and swivled his head around to see if anyone was coming, and saw no-one. An evil grin cracked on his face, and he strutted up to Sphinx's cot, where he lie unconscious.
"Not so tough now, are ya', Sphinx?" Daxter teased, poking his side. "I bet you're a few levels lower on the food chain, aren't ya'?" Daxter went to go walk – sorry, strut – away, when a strong hand gripped him around his middle. Daxter swallowed as he looked down at the hand; it was darkly tanned, and had large black claws jutting out of the fingertips.
He turned back to Sphinx, who was sitting up, and who looked like Jak at the moment, in a way, when he was Dark Jak. Sphinx had very dark, yet still tan looking skin, and jet black eyes with no visible whites or iris. A pair of ram horns (A/N: instead of those weird goat horns Jak has oO''') protruded out of his skull, and then there were the claws...
"Heya, Sphinx," Daxter laughed nervously. "How ya' doin', buddy?" Sphinx's grin turned into an evil smile, so that his large white fangs could be seen. A low feline growl could be heard emitting from his throat, like a lion that was about to fight.
"Eh... hehheh..." Daxter squirmed a bit at the sight of Sphinx's fangs; a lion's set of teeth in his mouth, to put it bluntly.
"Hey Daxter, lunch is ready-" Jak's voice came, entering the room. Sphinx reverted back to normal in an instant, but didn't loose consciousness or Daxter, for that matter.
"Damn right, lunch is ready. Lunch is fucking served," he laughed, voice weak.
Jak blinked, before laughing. "Anubis! Come look at this!" he started keeling over with laughter, as Anubis walked into the room.
"What is it?"
"Oh, fuck..." Sphinx trailed off, realising he still had Daxter in his hand.
"I said lunch was ready, and I came in and saw this..." he could barely say over the giggles.
Anubis chuckled. "Well, lunch seems to be, then. Sphinx, put Daxter down. I know he can be annoying, but you don't have to eat him for it," Sphinx reclined onto his elbow, and dropped Daxter. Dax hit the ground with a thud, before he started growling.
"Do you know how dirty the floor is!?" he yelled, getting up and brushing off his rear. "I've been keepin' away the dirt for ages! Now I have to have a bath! Do you know how cold the water is!?"
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Okay, this was kinda' freaky to write. Oo there was a time limit because of school (sigh) and so this chapter was delayed a bit.
But hey, a preview of the next chapter that's been rotting for awhile! (I was going to put this in the above chapter, but lazily said "Skrew that. This is going to be a loooong story,"
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Sphinx smirked. 'I know his song...' he leapt to his feet to go find a partner. He looked around for someone suitable, as Jak talked more with Anubis. There was a girl, who looked about his age. Her head was that of a female lion's, and she had a lot of purple mascara on with black/silver eyeliner. Her ears were pierced, and had many gold loop earrings and much gold jewelry that complimented her sandy coloured dress.
"Care to dance?" He asked, walking up to her. He flashed a smile before holding out his hand. "I'm Sphinx,"
"Bastet," was her reply, as she took his hand.
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:3 I'm sure as hell not letting go of the festival idea. That's a good idea. -clings to Lous-Me-