Title: Our Untold Story
Warnings: Crazy thieves, attempted rape, murder with gore.
Disclaimer: And If I owned the series, would I be here? Honest to god. You people are crazy. But on the subject of Lyleda and Melee... (I WANTED MELEE'S NAME AS MY PEN NAME BUT NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! -pouts-)
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.
Megan: Hn. Parents are being more evil, November NEEDS to come, and my dog is legally insane.... She just walked into the door. The closed door inside, of the basement. Not the screen door, not a glass door... A wooden door. Crazy dog!
Anyways, you may be wondering how I was able to write so much about a bunch of crazy girls... I go to an all-girl's high school. When it's not class time, the girls act pretty much crazy. Myself DEFINITELY included. So, I have first hand experience living in the 'city of Protectaria!' Also known as Woodlands Academy...
You may have noticed the rating on this chapter got bumped up. That's cuz there are fights, blood, violence, and some SWEET SWEET LOVIN comin up. Not suited for readers weak of heart. Rated R for... RAWR!! -hisses like cat-
Light Jak: I see that these are all good, yes? Hugs for ALL! -chases after first reviewer...-
To the reviewers:
To Shark: Yeah. It's fun. I'm figuring that when this story is done, I'll take all my reviewers on a visit to Protectaria.
To Hellmouth2: Yeah. It hurts! Poor guy. And thanks for explaining what you said about the two plots... I get confused easily sometimes... Oh yeah, and I haven't been able to get on fanfiction that much, so I haven't been able to review your story! -bows- GOMEN!
To The Final: Yeah... I don't think it's gonna go wrong. The girls of Protectaria are about as sharp as a bag of hammers about 87% of the time.
To Cedahlia: Good! I think my detail working is getting better and better! Keep on readin, and I'll get the next chapter turned out sooner!
To Demyrie: Yeah. He would have made a great girl... People say that. But he's got some amount of dignity when he's not drunk. Oh yeah, and don't jump on my back. I might have to sic Dark Jak on you. (Oh yeah! When he's stuck in his little corner of Jak's mind, he can talk pretty normally by accessing Jak's own speech center... But when he takes over he's too STUPID to use the talking center... Thus the evil/dark jackass we all know and LOVE!)
Night had come quickly. I had napped the whole afternoon, regaining my energy. I now stood in front of the window, looking at the mass of green. I could just see a corner of another stone white building in the middle of it, that was not covered by trees. I never exactly liked going solo. When I first came... Er... Returned, to Haven City, I always had Dax on my shoulder, because he still and Ottsel. He talked to me, and kept me company. I hate being alone.
Well that's life. Deal with it.
I pulled my bandana up over my face, and my goggles down. I wanted nobody to know who I was. I pulled my hair under the back of my bandana, leaving only a little out. My most recent style.
I looked down at the streets and saw they were fairly empty. All the females were sleeping, eating out, or at a show of sorts. I saw many stages around here. One was so close to my quarters that I could see in it. There was a play going on and all the seats were filled. I leaped out the window and into a tree. I climbed down that and jumped to the ground.
I started for the forest of the mysterious leader's reserve. Nobody saw me, I hoped. If they did, I didn't hear any cries of, 'Holy crap that's a MAN! STOP THAT MAN!,' Thank god.I merely continued walking until I was right before the edge of the forest. I looked to the right. There was nothing. Then to the left...
"Damn you Lyleda! This is your fault! I wasn't the one who was supposed to bring the Shield Buster."
"Don't you talk. You forgot the repelling cords. You KNOW we need those for going up and down the elevator shaft."
"Oh shut up!"
"Do you want to snag the book or not?"
"Yes."
"THEN WE HAVE TO FIND A WAY TO GET IN THERE YOU INCOMPETENT IDIOT!!!!!!"
"SHIT! That was harsh Lyleda. Yellin at me. We both made mistakes."
"Oh... Sorry Melee. You know I'm impatient!"
"Yeah, yeah. But how are we gonna get in when we don't have our Shield Buster!"
The two girls turned and stared at me. I stared back. One girl had bright red armor, with a huge chrome painted red boomerang on her back. She had stand up straight blond hair that seemed to be set into two ponytails. The other girl also had armor, but hers was pure black. She had two huge axes on her back. Her hair was very wavy with a deep purple with a single white streak that ran down the left side of her hair.
"Who's she? 'Nother thief?" the golden-haired girl said.
"Dunno. Hey! Are you a thief?" the purple-haired girl said.
"Uh..." I said, forgetting to put on my fake-girl voice. "I'm just tryin to break in here."
"That's a MAN! Hey! Lyleda! Mine." golden-hair said. So this obviously meant that purple hair was named Lyleda.
"What? I thought they weren't allowed in here. And what do you mean, 'Mine.'" Lyleda said with a look of annoyance.
"Yeah! Mine as in, 'belongs to Melee as a pet!'" She said. Okay, so that one speaks in the third person occasionally... And her name is Melee. What an interesting name.
Oh great. I don't WANT to be anybody's pet!
"Uh... Yeah. I'm a guy. Please don't tell anybody. But I want to get into that place and face the mysterious leader person. I don't mean you any harm." I said, and held up my hands, trying to show them I wasn't armed. Of course, that wasn't counting my eco powers.
"Cool. A guy. And I spotted him first, so that's why it's mine! My pet." Melee said with a nod of satisfaction.
"I don't wanna be your pet." I stated my obvious feelings on the subject matter. "I just wanna get in there."
"Hm. Did you hear him? He don't wanna be your pet. Hey. Buddy. Hows about this? We compromise. I was seriously considering bringing you in to the authorities and get a nice piece of land by the ocean as a reward, but if you, a guy, made it in through the first shield... It should be a snap for you to get in through this one! You bring us in and we won't tell a soul you're here." Lyleda said. Man, what a poker face she has.
I eyed her. "So it's blackmail, is it?" I said.
"I guess so. Unless you want to be my pet." Melee said with a wide smile. No poker face there... Straight out psychotic looking.
"I don't." I said. "Now, I want you two to stand back. To get through the shield, I have to use a special... Ability... Of mine." I focused, calling upon the light eco that was surging through my blood to change me. It is always such an amazing feeling to have such power in your own body...
"OOH! Lookit him glow. Can we do that?" I heard Melee say. She is... Unique...
I threw my arms and head back, as I exploded into light form. I heard both girl's gasps of amazement.
"WOW!! It's like... That... That one girl... The rebel one who got banished a lot!" Lyleda said. "So COOL!"
"I wanna do that... Hey! Dude... We never did get your name." Melee said.
"Jak." I said. "Sorry for not saying sooner."
"Can I touch you Jak? I wanna make sure I am not dreamin this whole thing up." Melee continued, walking up to me. I sighed and nodded. I usually got this from little kids, who didn't believe I was real. This Melee girl is... What... Well, she looks full grown. But she's not acting like it. "Oh COOL!! Thanks!! YAY!" she cheered.
She walked up to me and reached up and gently ran her hand through my hair, then down across the side of my face. She smiled.
"You must be somebody's angel." She said.
"Heh. I want to be..." I said, my mind turning once again to Daxter. I had left him back all ALONE!! I wish I could be back there with him... Even doing nothing with him is better than doing something with anybody else... I realized I was staring out at nothing. Melee looked in the general direction in which I was looking, saw nothing, and turned back with a shrug. I shook off my thoughts.
"Nice. Now get the shield open." Lyleda said, seemingly un-phased by Melee's behavior with me and my staring off into space.
I wanted to wow them, rather than say a few words and have the shield open. Okay... So... That would require contact with the shield itself. And I know exactly how to do it...
"You ready for this? I know this sounds weird, but stand in front of me, please." I said. They moved to position nearly inches in front of the shield. I was just glad my wings were so huge, or else they would be pressing up against me... I do not like that close quarters...
Except with Dax... Heh.
"Ready?" I said.
"Get it over with! Man, we touch this shield and so many alarms will go off!! Oooh we'll be fucking dead..." Melee said, eyeing the slightly visible barrier right in front of her.
I brought my wings to the front, just touching the tips to the shield. The places where my wings touched started to glow. And like magic, the shield opened up between my wing tips. Melee and Lyleda ran in. I followed them, just bringing my wings in on time.
"Muy bien dude!" Melee said. "Now. Why are you here Jak?"
"Okay... Let me explain." I said, as I fell out of light form. "My other form, my dark form, has been trying to come here, and I don't know why. I'm guessing it has something to do with this mysterious leader that rules over Protectaria."
"Ahhh... You're balanced just like that girl, huh?" Lyleda said.
"I met her. Jilda. She's more balanced than me. Her dark form hasn't reacted to whatever is going on." I said. "Listen, do you have a map of the place? I want to get to where the leader would be, and quick."
"Sure! I made a shitload of these. I got BORED!!" Melee said, and held out a small piece of metal with a glass bubble on it. There was a single button on it. I pressed it, and a holographic map of the palace; complete with labels of what everything was; with a small blinking dot where the gardens were, appeared in midair.
"That's you." She said, and pointed at the dot. "It'll help you find where you are and where you need to go."
Lyleda shifted the pack she had on her back. "Wish us luck, man. And we wish you luck too." she said and bowed.
"Bye bye angel boy! Hope you find what you're looking for." Melee waved wildly instead of bowing nicely.
They both turned and started running. I waved, though I didn't think they saw.
Aw man. They were cool. Hope I can see them again... If I find out what the hell is happening and make it out alive...
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I was surprised at the lack of guards. There were quite a few women around, but not enough like the Baron had when I had to go through his weapons facility, or the outer ring of his palace. Perhaps it was the shield that prevented most attacks on the palace from happening. Maybe that's why there is a lack of guards. They're being over confident!
I hid behind a corner and brought up the holographic map. I was merely five rooms away from the throne room. And then that was right in front of the mystery leader's sleeping quarters. I am putting money on the leader sleeping... So I can maybe look around the throne room without that much worry. Sometimes the leader keeps his or her plans where he or she can get them while in a seat of power, where they felt most confident.
I continued on, hiding whenever the occasional guard would come along, stalking the corridors for any trespassers that made it past the shield. Like Lyleda and Melee, perhaps? I hope they didn't get caught.
Soon the huge elegant double doors of the throne room were right in front of me. I quickly opened them and slid inside, shutting them and trying not to make any noise. As I slowly turned around... The sound of about ten super powerful guns charging, the sight of the elite squadron of guards (I suspected, by the gold bands around their arms)... I froze. Oh... There weren't a lack of guards... They were all... Waiting... For me.
"Uh... Hello." I said, laughing nervously and waving. "I'll.. Just... Leave..." I turned and peeked out the door. There were more guards waiting for me out there. I shut the door. Well, I could either give up or fight.
I choose fight. I called upon the dark forces, as much as I did not want to... And started to go dark. Just before the transformation started... Something cold was snapped around my neck. A guard moved out of my vision. Nothing changed... Deep purple lightning did not jump from my body. I did not lose my mind.
"I would not try to call upon those freak eco powers." An elite said, laughing. "That's an eco suppressor collar. Invented by the Baroness herself."
"Why the hell...?" I started to say, before something cold hit me in the back of my head. I gasped, seeing the thick carpet rising up before my eyes. My limbs had gone limp, my vision was going hazy... Somebody was trying to knock me out! Another hit, just to make sure I was on my way to the black... I groaned in pain and gave up trying to fight to stay awake.
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The dank smell of must was the thing that roused me from my deep, forced sleep. I moaned, trying to reach up and hold my head, as I HURT. But my arms were either not listening to me or...
The faint rattle of chains filled my sensitive hearing as I tried to move. I was being held captive somewhere.
I willed my eyes to pull open, each of my eyelids seemed to be made of lead. I looked around seeing nothing but the dank dark walls of my cell. I was kneeling on the ground, my arms held high in the air by chains, the so called 'eco suppressor' collar was still tight around my neck...
"Good to see you are up." A feminine voice drawled lazily from outside the door of my prison. I slowly turned my head to see a tall woman standing at the open door. She was slightly illuminated by the lights outside my cell. Dressed in a blood red cloak, demanding respect... A golden mane of straight hair brushed against the floor. She was dressed in a golden armor that covered half her chest. She was wearing golden arm plating and golden leg plating. Anything that wasn't covered in armor was covered in the same blood red cloth of her cloak.
"Who... Who're you?" I asked. I never recalled my voice being so strained... I need water. And an ice pack for my neck...
"I am Avayela, the Baroness you probably have heard so much about." She said, leaning down and putting her hand under my chin, forcing me to look up at her. I hissed in pain, trying to move away.
"Mmm. You will make such a good slave for me." She said. Her hand started to reach down to my crotch, starting to go under the belt of my tunic. I realized what she was trying to do and gasped in the horror of what was happening.
"N-no!" I said loudly before she had pressed her lips against mine, silencing me from saying any more. When she moved away, she laughed.
"Shut up. It's not like anybody here will try to stop me." She said in a low voice, before turning her attention to my shirt. "Such flimsy material. But is still in my way." She took off the metal ring and the leather straps that kept together my outfit. Then she ripped off of my shirt.
Damnit, I don't even LIKE women!!
While her one hand started working its way down my chest and abs, her other hand forced open my closed mouth by pressing where the jawbone connected. I tried to protest, but she would not listen. Her other hand had found its way into my pants and started stroking me. I tried to let out a horrified scream but her mouth was still on mine, preventing me from making any noise other than a pained groan. She was just about to get further when...
"Baroness Avayela!" a voice said at the door. She stopped her attention on me, allowing me to slump down and thank all the gods that she hadn't gotten further.
"What is it! You know I was going to break the new prisoner today." She hissed, standing up. I realized that she was putting back on her shirt...
"There is news from the sacred chamber guards! The Book of Gold was stolen!" The guard said, looking away.
"WHAT?!" Avayela yelled. "Take me to the Sacred Chamber RIGHT NOW!! She turned to me and placed one more unwanted kiss on my lips. "I'll be back for you later..." [A/N: I just realized she's sounding like Erol. Except HE'S BETTER!!]
I fell forward, but the chains on my arms were not letting me move.
I cannot believe that just happened... That did not just happen... I am so weak...
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How long had it been since I was nearly raped? Perhaps a week. Longer. Maybe. I was fed every two days. And I had been fed the cruddy food three times. Avayela said she was going to break me. This obviously was part of the process. I was starting to feel extremely weak, hovering in between consciousness and unconsciousness. But my mind was still functioning very well. And all I was thinking of were three things...
Being with Daxter, killing Avayela, and getting WITH Daxter.
Yes... I have accepted that I love him. Since that experience, I have gained a certain hate for women, and want little to do with them... That left me with two choices. All my emotions could stay bottled up and I could become a monk at a Precursor Temple or I could like guys. And I was already HALFWAY THERE by living with Daxter...
God I want him.
:: If you want him so much then why don't you escape? :: A tiny voice in the back of my head said. That wasn't my dark conscious speaking... That was my own thoughts.
I can't escape... My eco powers have been stopped.
:: That did not stop you before when you met that mystic wastelander who tried to drain you of your eco powers completely... ::
That is different... That was natural powers. This is technology.
:: Screw technology. You lived in the past for a long time and did fine there. ::
I let out a grunt of pain as I pulled on my chains for about the millionth time. If only I could call upon my dark powers. It's not like I wasn't angry enough! I growled low in my throat, straining against the chains.
I have to do SOMETHING... Break free so Avayela does not decide to finish her session with me.
Something inside my mind stirred. My dark side! He hadn't spoken for a long time... Please. Use your immense power of evil and break free! I hand the reins of my mind over to you... You can kill anything... Just get me free and get us back to Daxter...
My head fell forward as I felt two horns start to grow from my head, as I felt my nails grow long, hard and sharp...
--------- Dark Jak ---------
Finally. No amount of technology can hold me! I hold the power of the ancient and dangerous dark eco in my hands.
I hissed, before yanking hard on the chains that were trying to hold me down. They flew out of the wall. I didn't even try to remove them from my arms... I thought it was a nice look for me. Chains and a collar, and no shirt...
I looked up at the door, before starting to beat on it, knowing it would draw attention from one of the guards. Sure as hell, one walked up and opened the door. I slid back as she walked into the room, but she did not have time to scream as I shot my hand out, burying it deep in her neck. I drew my hand out, taking a moment to lick at the blood dripping from my nails. The coppery taste brought my rage to new heights as I ran out of the cell, killing whatever came in my path.
Without realizing it, I had gotten up to the palace itself... Running straight into the Baroness Avayela herself as she and a few advisors were walking to a conference room.
"What the hell!" She said, staring at me. A huge maniac grin spread across my face as I took a step towards her. I threw up one arm, the chain still connected to the shackle whipping up and luckily wrapping around her neck. I yanked her close.
"GUA----..." She started to scream. Started. I thrust my hand deep into her chest, right where her armor did not cover. Blood started seeping down my bare arm and onto the carpet. I love the feeling of flesh ripping under my hand... I drew my hand out. There was a sickening slurp as I did so. My ears twitched at hearing the sound. It was a good sound... Avayela was dead before she even hit the ground.
I let the advisors run away. I could always catch them later, or just kill somebody else in their place. It was all the same to me. Death was death as long as I caused it...
With a feral smirk, I looked out the window at the white stoned city. I yanked my arm, the one that was still chained around Avayela's neck. The chain came free. I bolted for the huge doors of the palace... As I opened them I saw the shield go down. Around the palace... And also around the island! Somebody must have hit the off switch. They wanted away.
I ran through the forest around the palace and soon came up to the confused streets of Protectaria. The girls were wondering why the shield went down... Then a few saw me... Screams erupted as I slashed one across the neck, blood gushing out flowing over my arms.
I had one sole intent while here in this city...
I had to paint the town red.
Megan: Oh god Dark Jak is SO EVIL! Well... The one in the story is... -eyes review crew Dark Jak, who is chewing on his own shoe- YOU COULD TAKE SOME LESSONS FROM HIM!!
Skystrike: I like the violence part. It's all good!
Light Jak: -nearly in tears- Killing is BAD!!
Megan: Well, we have five reviews... No announcer. Thank god there wasn't an announcer LAST TIME! YOU COULD HAVE NEVER GUESSED THAT WAS COMING! Jak nearly got raped, Dark Jak going insane and 'painting the town red...' I like that line...
Skystrike: Don't forget to review, alright?