Disclaimer: I own nothing in this story, but if you steal this story I will guarantee that you will regret it. That being said, enjoy.
Sushi-chan1363: Thanks for the vote of confidence. I thought no one liked my work. I hope I can live up to your expectations and continue writing as you think I should.
Krin: I added Keira's friends for a reason, thats not the last time that you'll see them. Also, Keira (while being incredibly intelligent) is still a girl, and not every girl in that village is going to be as smart as she is. That being said, I only pasted what my friend wrote, since I have no clue what girls do when they are alone, I asked her to write that part for me and she was happy to oblige. Thank you for your point of view, and I'll try not to make them so giggly in the future.
VinnyRoxyFrankie: Thank you for the compliment. I noticed that no one seemed to write about the first Jak and Daxter, so I figured I might give it a try. I will, don't worry.
Journey to Misty Island
"Hey! Uh, Jak? Old Green Stuff told us not to come here," Daxter said.
Jak gave him a look that plainly said "this was your idea in the first place."
"Well, yea, but I started changing my mind when I saw how creepy this place really is." Jak ignored him and started walking away. "And plus I got a date with that hot chick Lauren, she can't keep her hands off me, and I'm just looking out for you old buddy, shed kill you if anything happened to me." Daxter continued, oblivious to the fact that he was talking to himself. "Jak? Hey! Wait for me!"
After about five minutes, Daxter finally caught up with Jak, tripping at the last moment and falling face first on a rock. Jak shushed him, and they both climbed up the boulder, until they reached the top and peered into the clearing in front of them. "Look Jak, Lurkers. Hundreds of 'em." Jak nodded and made a note to tell Samos. Even though he would undoubtedly be angry with them for disobeying them, Lurkers anywhere near the village might mean another attack, like that one two years ago.
He had been laying on the beach when Daxter had come in, screaming about Lurkers in the village. He, Samos and a warrior visiting from Rock Village had led the attack. The warrior quickly started cutting the Lurkers with his sword, while Samos used blasts of Green Eco to send them flying back, and once in a while would use his power to sap the life right out of them. Jak remembered taking down a dozen Lurkers with his bare hands before one of them threw him through a wall. He remembered seeing a bottle of Red Eco, and wondered if he could use it. He tried to get to Samos, but before he could, a Lurker smashed it out of his hands and drenched him. Instead of melting, as Samos had warned would happen to any that touched concentrated Eco, he was amazed to see it seep into his skin. He felt stronger than he had ever felt before, strong enough to put twelve Lurkers out of commission with a single punch. With his newfound strength, the village drove the Lurkers away, and they had seen neither hide nor hair of them. After that, Samos had begun seeing just how powerful Jak's abilities were, placing him near Eco and teaching him how to control it. Although Samos was a master of Green Eco, Jak did learn how to use the basics of the other three; Blue, Red and Yellow.
Now it appeared the Lurkers were readying for another attack. Jak paid close attention to anything that could help him inform Samos of the Lurkers' next move. Suddenly, an old man and a young woman appeared out of thin air. The man looked incredibly wise, but there was something else in his eyes, an insane glint. The woman looked like she had once been very beautiful, but her looks were diminished somewhat, due to the fact that her shin was pale gray and she had black hair much like her partners, though longer. Any remains of beauty she might have had were driven out by the same look in her eyes, an inexplicable hatred for all living things.
The old man opened his mouth and spoke in a raspy voice. "Continue your search for artifacts and Eco." He paused and took a deep breath, then continued, "If the locals possess Precursor items, you know what to do." The instant he had spoken, all the Lurkers had stood at attention.
The woman now spoke, in a harsh voice that contained hatred for everything. "Deal harshly with anybody who strays from the village. We will attack it in due time."
Jak and Daxter looked at each other and with a nod, turned around and started climbing back down the mountain. Daxter slipped and some pebbles fell to the ground. Unaware that a Lurker had heard and was following them, they continued down the mountain and then started running as fast as they could, trying to get back to the boat to warn the village of the inevitable attack. They took a wrong turn and wound up on a platform with a giant pool. Curiosity got the better of Jak and he journeyed over to the pool, shuddering when he saw the liquid inside: a thick, gluttonous fluid that seemed to swirl and mix around under his gaze.
"What are we doin' here anyway, Jak? This place gives me the creeps." Daxter exclaimed from behind him, tripping on something. Jak turned around and chuckled at the sight of his friend on the floor, his limbs sprawled out. Daxter got up and turned around and saw what he had tripped over, a hunk of Precursor metal. "Huh? Oh, stupid Precursor junks!" He picked up the object and examined it. It seemed to be a cylinder-looking object with strange markings covering it. Daxter walked over to Jak, who was still staring into the pit of dark liquid, trying to figure out what it was. Daxter leaned over and peered into the vat of dark liquid. "Eech! What is that dark ooze? It sure don't look friendly." Daxter turned around and started dusting the metal off, while still talking. "The sage yaps on and on about the Precursors who built this place all the time. Imitating Samos' old voice, he continued 'Where did they go? Why did they build this crap?' Now, I like Precursor Orbs and Power Cells as much as the next guy, but if you ask me? They must have been real losers." Jak listened while commenting inside his head.
"Yea, Daxter, the Precursors must have been losers even though they had a highly advanced civilization that prospered for untold years, thriving with the planet's Eco as a power- source. And here we are on a dangerous island for no real reason. Bravo." Daxter, seeing the distracted look in Jak's eyes, playfully chucked the item at Jak, who caught it. He almost dropped it when he saw the strange markings glow bright red as soon as his hands touched it.
Daxter saw the hunk of metal and was amazed. "Wow! How did ya do that?" Jak shrugged in bewilderment, but was spared having to listen to more of Daxter's voice by seeing a Lurker sneaking up behind him. He grabbed Daxter and dived to the ground, making the swing that would have severed Daxter's head from his body leave a three-inch crater in the ground. Jak ran at the Lurker and made to punch it right in the face, but the Lurker dodged and sent Jak punching the wall behind him. The Lurker charged again and Jak's instincts told him to throw the metal. Jak hurled the cylinder with all his might and the instant it made contact with the Lurker it exploded, sending Jak flying back into Daxter, who toppled over the edge and fell screaming into the vat of dark ooze. Now that the threat of the Lurker had vanished, Jak turned around and stared desperately into the liquid, praying for some sign that his friend was still alive. His prayers were answered as Daxter's voice was heard emanating from an orange blob that was shot out of the ooze. It shot passed Jak, who breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around, expecting to see his friend. He was instead greeted by a very wrong image. A two-foot tall fuzzy rodent was dusting himself off and standing up.
"Man, that stung! I told ya we shouldn't have come here, and if you had listened!" the rodent spoke with a voice that sounded exactly like Daxter's. Daxter turned around and looked at Jak who was staring at him, one of his eyebrows twitching. "Whaaaaaat?" Daxter asked, raising his arms. As he did so, he caught a glimpse of his hand. Or at least, the paw that was now where his hand used to be. Daxter's pupils shrank, and his mouth sagged. After the initial shock he did what was expected of him. He jumped up and grabbed Jak's chest screaming at the top of his lungs. After a minute he jumped down and said "Ok, ok. I'm fine, I'm fine." He looked down and saw he now had a tail. He grabbed Jak's shoulders again and once more prepared to scream, except Jak covered his mouth and started running as fast as he could toward the boat, without a doubt Lurkers had heard Daxter and were now on their way. As they made it onto the boat Jak sighed and thought about all that the had to explain to Samos. First there was the fact that they had knowingly disobeyed him, then there were those two people... Jak got chills as he remembered the look in their eyes, that madness. After he explained all that, Daxter would undoubtedly want to know how to change back into his old self. Jak sighed again and figured that he may as well get some sleep while the boat made its way to shore, it was bound to be a long day.
The same mysterious figure had not moved all night. He had been carefully observing Jak and Daxter from his watchtower stationed on Sentinal Beach. "Good job Daxter. Now, we will see if what was predicted all those years ago will really come to pass."
Well, here's the second chapter in my story. I hope that it lives up to your expectations and isn't as bad as I think it is. Read and review please. And don't forget, if you have any tips, suggestions, or criticism for me, I will gladly accept it. Flames are still being used to roast marsmallows.