Characters: Young Sig, Maybe Young Jinx later on.
My first story, hope you like it.
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I dont own anything to do with Jak & Daxter :sob:
Grin & Bear It
Chapter 1
"Now remember Sigil, stay away from the sewers, it's dangerous down there." Sigil groaned, not only had he heard this lecture as many times as he had considered going down the sewers and more, but his mum had forgotten again to call him Sig like he had asked. She always seemed to forget, whether it was simple forgetfulness or the fact that she had chosen his name herself. He sighed and shifted his weight, rolling his bright green eyes as he did so. Seeing his boredom with his mum relented and let him go, running her hands through her brown hair, so much like Sig's own, and occasionally stopping him as he walked slowly to his room to remind him of another of her seemingly endless rules. As he emerged from his bedroom, clutching his beloved poopsie bear she sighed, thinking about how dangerous it was for him to be out by himself. He was after all the son of a duchess, who was herself a personal friend of Samad Mar, the current ruler of Haven city. But, seeing the look forming on her face, young Sigil was out of the house before she even began to turn to summon one of his many bodyguards, running into the bustle of the area that would come, in later years, to be known as dead town, his dark legs a blur.
Sig eyed the dark, open vent. Wrinkling his nose at the vile scent wafting out of the open hole he began to consider going down there. He could tell by the smell that this grate led to the sewers, one of the many places that he had been constantly lectured about not going into, but there were other reasons to go down there other than just to disobey the oppressive set of rules he was force to adhere to when ever he was with a bodyguard or, indeed, his mother. The most important reason to go down was poopsie bear. It had been an accident, he realized as he regarded the stinking blackness in front of him he had been running when he fell and poopsie bear had just seemed to fly out of his hands down the grate, disappearing with a clunk and a quiet splash. It was a choice and he saw only two decisions. Firstly, he could go and rescue his teddy quickly. After all what could happen during the short time he was down there? Or of course he could listen to the repetitive and boring lectures and slink home, leaving his favorite toy lost forever in the darkness. He stepped forwards, realizing that there hadn't ever been a choice.
Wheeeee First chapter
Ill say it again, Please, review, I'm begging you!
Tea & Biscuitsfor all who can work out whyI called the king Samad Mar