Miss.Ecofreak: Welcome old and new readers of this fanfic. "The Ancient ones" was deleted due to spelling errors and such, I've tried to fix it and hopefully I've succeeded.
Zakura: Miss.Ecofreak is worried now (giggles) wouldn't want to loose one of very few stories that actually make sense.
Miss.Ecofreak: shut it. I made some changes while I was spellchecking.
I changed things that I didn't really like about the original version.
Like makingthe intro longer, explaining more about the ottsels.
I've also avoided using the word "Precursor" because that sounds more like a name for a godlike creature, not an ordinary ottsel.
Zakura: hello. They are ottsels
Miss.Ecofreak: I know. But for now that's all they are. Not all-mighty gods, not planet creators, not embarrassed over how they look…
Zakura: how do you know?
Miss.Ecofreak: (ignores the rabbit) anyway.
I do not own the precursors or the ottsels though most of the characters appearing in the start of this fic are mine.
I also own this killer rabbit, but she's not appearing in the main fic.
Zakura: bummer
Miss.Ecofreak: also this fic contains spoilers for Jak3.
I'm mostly talking about the precursor's appearance.
But now; enjoy the new and hopefully improved
THE ANCIENT ONES
By Miss.Ecofreak the Dark Precursor
Introduction
I bet you all know the story about the two friends who saved countless worlds from the dark makers.
But how do you know how this war actually started?
To find the answer, we have to go back in time.
(Zakura shows Jak3 opening sequence)
Nope, further back.
(Zakura shows Jak in prison)
Further…
(Zakura shows Jak and Daxter in Sandover)
BACK TO THE BEGINNING STUPID RABBIT!
(Zakura shows big bang… by blowing up Miss.Ecofreak's bed)
Er… too far.
About ottsels
A precursor, or as some refers to them as, ottsel, isn't the first creature you would think of to be a god.
An average ottsel is two feet tall, and looks quite like a weasel or an otter, standing on its hind legs.
Their fur is usually orange or sometimes brown.
White or yellow stomach, with light markings on their feet and arms, some also had darker or lighter markings on their tail and ears.
But their greatest gift isn't related to their size and appearance, it's their intelligence.
They've created dozens of amazing worlds but their most remarkable invention must be the six kinds of eco.
It was this invention, which they first saw as a blessing that would lead to their destruction.
CHAPTER 1
THE REAL BEGINNING
In the beginning, before eco and space traveling, the ottsels were not seen as gods at all.
In fact, most predators on their own home planet saw them as nothing but…
"Save me!"
…dinner.
An orange, yellow striped ottsel jumped through the bushes.
Right behind him, was one of the ottsel's first enemies.
A lizard at the size of a very large dog was snapping for the young ottsel's tail, missing it by only a few inches.
The ottsel had only two ways of defending himself, one was his speed, and he was using it well.
The other was his intelligence, but even that seemed to fail the little guy at the moment.
When you're running for your life from a dreaded predator it's not easy to think clear, a mistake that had cost so many ottsels their lives in the past.
"Hey you! You better leave me alone, I taste really bad!"
A worthless lie, precdators can't understand ottsel-language.
The ottsel tried to turn over and run in another direction.
Big mistake, as he turned over, the precdator quickly grabbed his tail and held him.
"Help me! I don't want to die just yet!" the ottsel cried. "Please! I have a beautiful girlfriends and she's pregnant! I wanna see the kids grow up before I die! Have mercy!"
But it was no use; the precdator might even have kids of its own, hungry kids.
It dragged the ottsel by his tail back towards his nest.
That is, until something hard hit its head, hard and heavy.
The startled lizard dropped the terrified ottsel and looked around to see what had hit it when the big log which was hanging from a tree, hit it once more and knocked it out.
The ottsel let out a sigh of relief.
"What took you so long?" he asked up in the tree.
A second, smirking, ottsel popped his head out of the branches.
"What's the matter Buster? I thought you knew how to handle these stupid predators" the new ottsel said.
Buster glared at him.
"I was only five months when I said that" he said, brushing dust out of his fur. "Besides Rambo, you've been saying the exact same thing for years".
"Yup, and now I've saved your life, again" Rambo answered, jumping down from the tree to greet his brother.
"Actually, I came here for another reason than just to save your tail" he explained. "The contractions just started".
Buster stopped cleaning his fur and stared at Rambo.
"You mean… she's having it now?" he asked.
"You better hurry if you want to meet your son or daughter" Rambo said pointing back to the precursor town.
Buster didn't waste any time, he jumped straight over his brother, completely forgetting how tired he was, and headed home.
Tunnel Town was far from full of the technical wonders that later made the ottsels famous, it was merely a small village, much like what the old Sandover was.
But of course, Sandover didn't exist at this time.
The town was built underground to protect it from predators; it was the home of the Tunnel-tribe, one of many ottsel-tribes on the planet.
Buster tripped over the tunnel-entrance but quickly got to his feet and ran towards the nearest hospital.
The "hospital" was frankly a small house, not much bigger than the other houses, with only one doctor.
But in the small Tunnel-tribe, that doctor was the best.
Buster hardly had time to open the door so he crashed into it.
The nurse came and opened the door for him.
"Well if it isn't the father-to-be" she said. "Are you here to see your mate or do you want me to fix that broken nose of yours?"
"Very funny Brownie, is Snowrose alright?" Buster asked.
"She's fine. Just go see for yourself" Nurse Brownie said and moved out of the way so Buster could get in.
He walked into one of the rooms to find his beautiful snow-white wife.
In her arms she was holding a new-born precursor-ottsel, it had orange fur like any other, just a bit darker than average.
Snowrose smiled as her husband entered.
"Congratulations darling, you have a son" she said.
Buster picked up the baby-boy to have closer look.
"Would you look at that, he looks just like his grandmother" he said. "What should we call him?"
Snowrose thought for a moment.
"What about Balder? After your father?" she suggested.
"That's a good name, welcome to the family Balder" Buster said.
Miss.Ecofreak: and that was the beginning of the beginning.
Zakura: Hey wait a minute! Rambo is the name of my father!
Miss.Ecofreak: yup. I didn't quite know what to name those ottsels so I decided to name some of them after the animals in my school.
So how do you like it so far?
Zakura: do we need more fuzzy animals?
Miss.Ecofreak: or does the story generally suck? (If you feel that way please remember stories rarely get good in the first chapter, and this might take some time) Please review and tell me.