Author's note: Hello to all that still put up with this story! STILL THOUGH, I FIND NO ONE HAS ANSWERED MY QUESTIONS YET, WHICH I STILL NEED ANSWERS TO, & I'M NOT EVEN HALF KIDDING! Besides that, there should, SHOULD, be an awkward moment (or two, maybe even three * ^ w ~ *) between our little couple & the parents, so that will be oh so fun (not) to type! Anyways, here are the appropriate credits... Stuff I own: Plot & OCs; Stuff I DON'T own: Any characters that aren't OCs, music I use in these chapters, & the places these characters live in. Anyhow... ON WITH THE STORY!
Meldalvyna's POV
I can't help but stare at my mother & step-father in surprise, not knowing what to do next. "They're early, way early... Jak is going to not like hearing their back already..." I think to myself.
"I said, how was work today?" Cynder asks again, this time more sternly. I snap out of my thoughts & send her an apologetic smile while I sit down at the table. As I sit down, I catch a wiff of a scent something I can't quite place, but I ignore the scent as it dissappears from my senses.
"It's good, I finished training & started patrolling with him to learn the routes..." I reply slowly. Spyro's eyebrow ridges rise at the information while Cynder nodds her head.
"Well that's good, are you usually back home this early?" my step-father asks, a smile on his face as he sets down a plate for me. I catch the peculiar scent again, but it disappears before I can place it.
"Um, no actually, I usually don't get home 'till around sixish, so it's dark by the time I come home," I respond, trying to drag out the conversation for as long as I can so I won't have to call Jak yet.
"So what's the occasion then?" my mother asks me, a purely curious tone to her voice & scent.
"So Sparx didn't tell them, good," I think to myself as I flick my gaze to my double step-uncle before answering my mother.
"Well... actually... it has to do with you & st... dad coming home, & with... Jak & I wanting to tell you something as well," I say shakily, my gaze twitching between my mother, step-father, & double step-uncle nervously.
"What is it?" Spyro asks, a look of concern on his normally cheery face, no doubt smelling my nervousness & seeing it spread across my face. Yet again, the smell hits my nostrils, & vanishes before I can identify it, but this time, I realize it is familiar.
"Well, uh, I want Jak here to help me tell you two. I'll... I'll go call him now," I reply, nearly stuttering & get up before either could say anything else & I dial Jak's number into my communicator.
"Hey Jak, my mom & dad are back, can you come over asap?" I ask once I hear Jak pick up, not bothering to wait for him to say hello.
"Their here already? Okay, uh, I'll be over in twenty-five, see you then!" Jak says in a huff, hanging up before I could respond. Putting my communicator back into my pocket, I turn around & sit back down in my seat.
"Jak'll be here in twenty-five minutes," I say with a forced smile on my face, picking up the warm, steaming sandwich infront of me. Taking bite after bite, I try not to make eye contact with any of the people at the table, attempting to avoid any further conversation concerning Jak & I. Finishing off my sandwich with an uncomfortable soundlessness staring at my back, I get up & wash my plate. Putting away my plate, I walk into the bathroom & brush my teeth, & then up to my room to re-braid my hair. While upstairs, the scent gets stronger & doesn't vanish as fast, & I realize it's the scent of someone I know, their name on the tip of my dragon tongue, but I walk back down the stairs anyways.
Fifteen minutes go by in awkward silence after I come back down stairs until I hear a knock on the door. Rushing to the door, I open the entrance to see Jak standing there, a smile coming over his face when he catches sight of me.
Jak's normal blue shirt has been replaced by a collared shirt is one that better belonged on a pilot of the same color, & his chest-ring with the leather straps on him as always. His normal khaki cargo pants stuffed into the tops of his navy blue combat boots. Around his waist is a tan utility belt with few pockets, & underneath his blue shirt, a white crew neck shirt, its sleeve-ends having holes cut into them, through which half of Jak's hand was stuck through, the collar of the shirt bunched up slightly around his neck, suggesting the shirt was a bit big for him.
"Hello Mrs. Jonathan Elindrea, Spyro, Sparx," Jak greets with a light smile on his face, a slightly nervous scent to him as I usher him into the building.
"Hello Jak, how have you been? Have you been over since we were gone?" my step-father asks, a cheery smile on his face as he stands up from his seat at the table, my mother & double step-uncle all following suit, directing us into the living room.
"Um... good, I guess, & yes, actually, I have been over..." Jak replies with a nervous smile while rubbing the back of his neck. Sitting down, Jak looks over my parents & only other relative, resting his sweep on my mother, the smile still on his face. Seeing her unamused glare, I swear I see Jak shiver & tense & his face pale as I sit down next to him.
"Now, what was it that you wanted to tell us, together nonetheless?" Cynder asks, the scrutinizing glare never falling from her face. Looking at me while leaning forward so that his elbows rest on his knees, Jak wordlessly offers his hand for me to hold with a gentle smile on his face. Following suit, I copy Jak's posture & wrap my hand around his, returning his smile.
"Well," I begin, looking over to Jak quickly for reassurance, "Jak & I started dating four days ago." Both Cynder's & Spyro's eyes widen in surprise, while Sparx's expression remains knowingly unchanged. My step-father's expression of surprise quickly turns into a huge, toothy, completely sincere smile, while my mother's expression falls into a kind of strange bored, yet knowing look.
"You know, that's the day the Chronicler told us why he wanted to speak with us, & he told us you two had a destiny together! Ignitus knew you two got together when we got there & he didn't even tell us, just like him," Spyro says happily, his large smile tapering off into a reminiscent grin as he thinks of his old mentor.
"Yes... so, how did you two decide to 'get together,' exactly?" Cynder asks, the unamused, bordering on scornful glare remaining on her face.
"Well... mother... you see, we both had started getting uuummm- feelings- for each other, but didn't really know we had them towards each other until... well.. do you remember how I said Jak had a Dark Eco & Light Eco powers?" I ask shakily, trying to lead my mother into the reveal as gently as possible. Seeing my mother nodd, I can't help but squeeze Jak's hand, to which he squeezes back.
"I'll tell them what happened if you want," Jak suggests softly, no doubt seeing my nervousness.
"No, it's alright, besides, you weren't there for the main part," I say with a nervous, joking laugh, trying to lift the tension before I continue with the explanation.
"Well, um.. I invited Jak over because Sparx was out collecting more food for himself & I knew I'd be bored & would want someone to talk to, & while I was getting him a cup of water, he went to sit on my couch. Well, apparently my scent had set off his Dark Eco alter that he got from the fact he had those powers, & um... Jak turned into Dark, then told me how Jak felt, &... yeah..." I draw out, not really wanting to explain what had happened between Dark & me.
"You're not telling us something, Meldalvyna. Spit it out," my mother says, giving me her famous 'or else' look. Looking down in embarassment, I continue shakily, a blush rushing to my scaled cheeks.
"Well... uh... Dark started licking me, &-"
"Licking you?" Cynder interrupts, a disbelieving, weirded-out look on her face while my step-father gains the same expression, Sparx bursting into laughter in his seat.
"You two never told me Dark licked you!" Sparx laughs, almost falling backwards in his tiny bench.
"You knew about this?!" my mother asks, whipping her head at him, still in complete, utter shock.
"Ye-hahaha... yes... apparently after turning back into Jak, who was worried about his dark side hurting Meldalvyna, Meldalvyna kissed Jak, & I caught the two making out when I came home!" Sparx giggles, trying to contain his laughter once he sits back up, making my already huge blush even worse.
"Is that true, Meldalvyna?" Spyro asks, a curious look spread across his face.
"Yes, it is," I answer truthfully, looking over to Jak, who also had a heavy blush on his face, rubbing the back of his neck with his opposite hand. Looking back up, I notice Spyro & Cynder looking at each other, whispering something I couldn't pick up on between them & flicking their gazes between Jak, me, & each other.
"What are they saying?" Jak asks me, leaning his head close to my own. I shrug in response, not able to hear anything more than mumbles from my parents. After a few moments, my mother seems to come to some sort of agreement with my step-father, Spyro appearing to be the winner of some arguement.
"You two wished to talk to us together in order to ask for our acceptance?" my step-father asks when they turn back to us.
"Yes, that is exactly why," Jak replies before I could answer myself, a smile on his face.
"Well then, we accept your relationship, but I will warn you," Spyro begins, his voice becoming very serious, " even though I am usually very kind to all, that if you hurt my daughter, I WILL find you, & I WILL make you regret that decision if it should come to existence. Do you understand?"
"Yessir. If it comforts you, I never plan on doing something that cruel to your step-daughter, I promise you that," Jak replies, his tone just as serious, tipping his head downward in a half-nod. To Jak's answer, my step-father immediately perks up, a friendly smile spreading itself across his purple face.
"That is good to hear, have you eaten lunch yet Jak?" Spyro asks cheerily, the smile never leaving his face.
"Uh, dad, we can't stay. Chief of Arms Torn told us to start parol back up as soon as we were finished telling you about our relationship," I say before Jak can answer, not wanting Jak to learn we actually eat metalhead.
"Oh, okay then. Maybe some other time then," the purple dragon says, his happy expression falling slightly.
"Sure. Oh, actually it could be tomorrow. Meldalvyna met up with one of my friends, who happens to be Baroness Ashelin Praxis, & the Baroness was planning to meet with you & Mrs. Jonathan Elindrea tomorrow to discuss possible alliances between our two... uh... worlds, if that is alright?" Jak asks, remembering the last conversation I had with the Baroness. A surprised look overcomes my mother's, step-father's, & double step-uncle's faces.
"Oh... um... I would say yes, but we would need other officials of the Dragon Kingdom before we could start official business, & its a week's travel just to recieve & bring those officials to Haven City," Spyro replies, a thoughtful expression on his face, Cynder nodding in agreement.
"Alright, I'll let Baroness Ashelin know while Meldalvyna & I walk back to the city to continue our parol," Jak says with a smile on his face.
"Okay then, see you when we can settle on a date to meet, & Meldalvyna, be back home soon after you finish patrol today," the purple dragon king says, a light smile on his face. Nodding back, Jak & I stand up from our seats & head to the door.
"Meldalvyna, one more thing," my mother says as soon as I open the door.
"Yes, mom?" I ask, closing the door. Suddenly, the familiar scent I had been smelling earlier comes back, & this time I realize the scent belongs to a guy I know, but haven't seen in a long time, though the name is still lost to me.
"Ah... never mind, go on, see you when you get home," Cynder says, dismissing whatever thought she had before.
"Okay, see you later everyone," I say over my shoulder as I close the door, Jak waving to them goodbye.
Jak's POV
"Yes... so, how did you two decide to 'get together,' exactly?" Cynder asks, an unamused, almost scornful glare on her face, which I swear is directed at me.
"Well... mother... you see, we both had started getting uuummm- feelings- for each other, but didn't really know we had them towards each other until... well.. do you remember how I said Jak had a Dark Eco & Light Eco powers?" Meldalvyna asks shakily, doubt nervous. Meldalvyna looks up at her mother, she sees her nodd with a scrutinizing look, & squeezes my hand for reassurance, to which I squeeze back.
"I'll tell them what happened if you want," I suggest trying to be more supportive for her, seeing Meldalvyna so tense & scared to answer her own mother making me upset. Meldalvyna looks to me & smiles lightly.
"No, it's alright, besides, you weren't there for the main part," Meldalvyna replies wirh a nervous laugh, trying to make a joke. As she turns her attention back to Cynder & Spyro, I notice both of them have an eyebrow quirked, but the expression immediately disappears when Meldalvyna faces them.
"Well, um.. I invited Jak over because Sparx was out collecting more food for himself & I knew I'd be bored & would want someone to talk to, & while I was getting him a cup of water, he went to sit on my couch. Well, apparently my scent had set off his Dark Eco alter that he got from the fact he had those powers, & um... Jak turned into Dark, then told me how Jak felt, &... yeah..." Meldalvyna draws out, obviously not wanting to explain what happened next. I feel a blush starting to crawl to my cheeks as the vague memory of what happened comes to mind.
"You're not telling us something, Meldalvyna. Spit it out," Meldalvyna's mother demands with a look that could be considered threatening. At this, Meldalvyna looks down between her legs & I see a blush forming on her black scales, turning her cheeks a dark, beautiful shade of purple.
"Well... uh... Dark started licking me, &-"
"Licking you?" Cynder interrupts, a disbelieving, weirded-out look on her face while her step-father gains an expression similar to his wife's, Sparx bursting bursting into laughter from his tiny, cushioned bench.
"You two never told me Dark licked you!" Sparx laughs, nearly falling backwards in his seat.
"You knew about this?!" Meldalvyna'e mother asks, still in utter shock at what she's just been told.
"You know, the faces Mrs. Jonathan Elindrea makes are funny when she's surprised," Dark chuckles, almost making me laugh myself, having to force down an amused grin.
"Ye-hahaha... yes... apparently after turning back into Jak, who was worried about his dark side hurting Meldalvyna, then Meldalvyna kissed Jak, & I caught the two making out when I came home!" Meldalvyna's double-step uncle replies giggling as he sits back up, trying to contain his laughter. As soon as the words exit his mouth, I feel a pang of embarassment & feel a blush beginning to take over my cheeks.
"Is that true, Meldalvyna?" Spyro asks, a curious look spread across his face. Feeling the blush get worse, I drop my gaze to the floor, & begin to rub the back of my neck with the hand that isn't holding Meldalvyna's.
"Yes, it is," Meldalvyna answers, an tone of truth to her voice. I feel her gaze on me for a second before it goes away. After a long second of awkward silence, I hear Spyro & Cynder begin to whisper at each other & peek up at the large dragons. As they whispered, their gaze shifts between Meldalvyna, me, & each other.
"What are they saying?" I ask my girlfriend, unable to decipher her parents' barely audible mumbles, to which she shrugs, unable to hear them herself. After a few moments of their quiet conversation, the Queen of Warfang seemingly comes to some sort of agreement with her husband, Meldalvyna's step-father appearing to be the victor of some arguement.
"You two wished to talk to us together in order to ask for our acceptance?" Spyro asks once their attention turns back to us.
"You haven't really supported Meldalvyna all that much through this like you're supposed to," Light says, a bored, suggesting tone to his stern-toned voice.
"Yes, that is exactly why," I reply to the King of Warfang before Meldalvyna can even get out a word, a light smile on my face to try to sway things Meldalvyna's & I's way.
"Well then, we accept your relationship, but I will warn you," Spyro begins, his voice becoming very serious, " even though I am usually very kind to all, that if you hurt my daughter, I WILL find you, & I WILL make you regret that decision if it should come to existence. Do you understand?"
"Yessir. If it comforts you, I never plan on doing something that cruel to your step-daughter, I promise you that," I reply with a tone just as serious, tiping my head downward in a half-nod, the thought of ever hurting Meldalvyna hurting my own heart. Suddenly, a large smile spreads across his lavendar-colored face, almost throwing me off guard.
"That is good to hear, have you eaten lunch yet Jak?" Spyro asks cheerily, the smile never leaving his face. Not having lunch yet, I think that it might be a good idea to have lunch with Meldalvyna's family for a sign of respect.
"Uh, dad, we can't stay. Chief of Arms Torn told us to start parol back up as soon as we were finished telling you about our relationship," Meldalvyna interjects before I could even answer, an almost concerned tone to her voice & a worried expression to her face. The expression throughs me off for a second, & I see Meldalvyna's step-father's expression fall a bit.
"Oh, okay then. Maybe some other time then," the purple dragon says, the happy tone to his voice faltering a little. The upset expression his face makes me feel guilty, & I can barely stand it, feeling how nice he wanted be.
"Sure. Oh, actually it could be tomorrow. Meldalvyna met up with one of my friends, who happens to be Baroness Ashelin Praxis, & the Baroness was planning to meet with you & Mrs. Jonathan Elindrea tomorrow to discuss possible alliances between our two... uh... worlds, if that is alright?" I ask, remembering the last time Meldalvyna & I saw Ashelin. A surprised look overcomes Spyro's, Cynder's, & Sparx's faces, more than likely not knowing that I'm friends with the Baroness.
"Oh... um... I would say yes, but we would need other officials of the Dragon Kingdom before we could start official business, & its a week's travel just to recieve & bring those officials to Haven City," Spyro replies, a thoughtful expression on his face, Cynder nodding in agreement.
"Alright, I'll let Baroness Ashelin know while Meldalvyna & I walk back to the city to continue our parol," I say with a smile, happy I could clear that problem up before I forget about it.
"Okay then, see you when we can settle on a date to meet, & Meldalvyna, be back home soon after you finish patrol today," the purple dragon king says, a light smile on his face. Nodding back, Meldalvyna & I stand from our seats & head for the door.
"Meldalvyna, one more thing," Meldalvyna's mother says as Meldalvyna opens the door.
"Yes, mom?" Meldalvyna asks while closing the door, turning around. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice one of Meldalvyna's nostrils twitch like she was smelling the air for something, an thoughtful look on her face.
"Ah... never mind, go on, see you when you get home," Cynder says, dismissing whatever thought she had before.
"Okay, see you later everyone," Meldalvyna says over her should while she pulls me outside as she closes the door. I wave goodbye to the building's inhabitants just before she closes the door, a smile on my face.
"So, what's up with the get-up?" Meldalvyna asks once we're a ways away from the door while I hook an arm around her side, a curious smile on her face.
"What do you mean? I thought I'd wear something a bit nicer for your parents today," I say with a sly smile, planning to tell her something she didn't know I did.
"Oh. But what about patrol, don't you have to wear the armor suit for safety?" Meldalvyna asks, looking at me with a curious gleam to her green eyes.
"Actually, after I dropped you off last night, I went back to the HQ & talked to Torn a little, & want to know what I convinced him to let us do?" I ask her, a devious grin on my face & a playful tone to my voice.
"Yes.." Meldalvyna replies, a small smile appearing on her face & an excited, curious shimmer in her eyes.
"I'll tell you as soon as I'm done telling Ashelin about the rearrangements," I say with a teasing tone, to which Meldalvyna sticks out her bottom lip. While taking out my communicator, I quickly lean forward & steal a kiss on Meldalvyna's bottom lip, taking her by surprise. With a smile from Meldalvyna, I call Baroness Praxis & tell her the news, then hang up.
"So, what did you convince Torn to do?" Meldalvyna asks as I put my communicator into my pocket, an almost impatient tinge to her voice.
"I convinced him to let us have the day off, with full pay," I tell her, a smile on my face when I see her response. A huge smile spreads across her face & she rushes me & wraps me into a tight hug, her wings drooped low, & her tail wrapped tightly around both my legs.
"Jak, you're the best," Meldalvyna says pulling away so that her face was only a few centimeters away from mine.
"No, you are, my lovely," I correct, giving her a kiss on the lips. As I kiss her, I feel her smile a little & her arms & tail tighten around me.
"My lovely? Is that one of the pet names you came up with for me?" Meldalvyna asks when after pulling away, her eyes half-lidded in bliss, a curious smile on his soft lips.
"Of course it is," I answer, a smile on my own face.
"So, what are the others?" Meldalvyna asks, a loving grin on her face.
"You're just going to have to wait & see," I reply with a devious smile on my face & a teasing tone. Meldalvyna playfully pushes me away with a laugh, a huge grin on her beautiful face. The rest of the walk goes in happy silence, my arm wrapped around her waist, until we reach the lock, that is.
"Wait, I don't have any spare clothes anywhere besides at home, grrreeaaat," Meldalvyna groans, remembering that she is still in her Freedom League armor. Stopping inbetween the Lock's doors, I look her over, deep in thought of what to do.
"We could go to the place where the first time we needed clothes while Baron Praxis was still around that helped us, even though they knew about me. They even custom made the clothes... now, where was it?" Dark ponders, Light not being able to help very much since he wasn't around then.
"Well, it was somewhere in the bazaar. I'd know it if I saw it, let's try there, if it's still standing, that is," I answer telepathically, trying to come up with the location of the clothes stand as well.
"Actually, I think I know a place where we could go to fix that, I'd just have look around the bazaar a little, because I don't remember exactly where it is," I say to Meldalvyna as she hastily pulls up her hood, leading her through the remaining set of doors in the Lock & into the city.
"Really? Do you think the person that owns the place won't be afraid of me?" Meldalvyna asks me, a sceptic tone to her voice.
"Well, they gave me clothes while Baron Praxis was still around, which during that time I only had Dark, who was much harder to control back then, & he wasn't very forgiving when he fought, either. Everyone else wouldn't help me, but rather call me 'monster' or 'the Dark One', or just walk away as fast as possible, & the owners knew about Dark, but still helped me anyways," I answer, looking at Meldalvyna, a gentle smile on my face as I helped her onto my zoomer, which had been waiting outside the Lock while we talked to Spyro & Cynder.
"Oh, what do you mean by not very forgiving?" Meldalvyna asks, a sad, curious tone to her voice.
"I- I don't want to talk about that... but anyways, let's go find that shop if it's still up, I doubt they wouldn't help you," I say, trying to avoid the question as I get onto my custom-made, cobalt-blue zoomer.
"Okay, let's go then," Meldalvyna says, a sad tone to her voice as she wraps her arms around my waist. Starting the zoomer, I take off, the ride in silence besides the sound of rushing wind.
"You should have at least said something about it, it would strengthen our relationship with her," Light says when I park just outside the bazaar, turning off my zoomer.
"I know, I just didn't want her to be afraid of Dark, she hasn't seen us mad yet," I respond to him as I hop down from the machine.
"Even if she saw us mad, I promise I wouldn't hurt her," Dark says, trying to defend himself as I help Meldalvyna down from the back of my vehicle.
"You know that's not what I meant, Dark. Back then, you didn't care how many innocent people got in the way while you fought, you still cut through them," I retort angrily, making my point.
"You know I'm not like that anymore," Dark defends, his tone angry, but I swear I could hear a bit of hurt in it too.
"Meldalvyna, you ready to go?" I ask after giving her after giving her forehead a light kiss, ignoring Dark's plead of innocence. To my luck, both Dark & Light remain quiet.
"Yeah, lead the way, Jak," Meldalvyna responds as I wrap an arm around her shoulder. Not very long later, I finally find the shop I'm looking for.
Walking into to the small store, I see a man at the counter in his mid-thirties, wiping the surface with a white rag. The man's hair was a dark brown, with a few light strips of grey in his hair. The man looks up & at me, his face twisting into recognition once he sees me, then into one of curiosity as he looks at Meldalvyna.
"Well hello there, it's been a while since I've last seen you, eh... sorry for callin' you this, but I can't remember your name... Dark One, & who might this be?" the man asks with a friendly smile. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice Meldalvyna's posture turn rigid when the man called me Dark one.
"Oh, it's alright, I've gotten used to it, the name's Jak. This is my friend Meldalvyna, we were hoping you could help her out in the clothes catagory," I answer quickly, a smile on my face. Quickly glancing to the side, I see Meldalvyna's posture relax, to my relief.
"Why hello there, Meldalvyna, what is it I could help you with?" the man asks cheerily as he comes out from behind the counter & shakes Meldalvyna's hand.
"Well, you see, I'm not exactly... normal," Meldalvyna replies, her voice getting quieter near the end of her sentence in self-consciousness.
"Well, neither exictly is your friend here, but I'm guessing you mean in a different way. Why don't you take down your hood so I can get a good look at ya'?" the owner of the shop asks politely, a blissfully unaware smile on his face as to what he was about to see underneath Meldalvyna's hood.
"Oh-okay, but please, don't scream, or be afraid, I promise I won't hurt you," Meldalvyna replies, grabbing at her hood. The man gives a confused look at the both of us as Meldalvyna slowly pulls down her hood. The shop owner's face contorts into one of horror as her hood falls, then turns to an expression of disturbed caution.
"Uh... you were right about not being normal... um... what other monstr... I mean, uh, 'abnormalities,' do you have?" he asks with a tone of shock once his innitial surprise wanes. As he spoke, I can't help but feel offended by his remarks about Meldalvyna, she is beautiful as she is.
"Jak, will you help me with my cloak?" Meldalvyna asks shyly as she turns to me, a hopeful gleam in her eye. With a nodd, I walk over & grab the cloth that goes over her wings as she unbuttons the front of her cloak. Lifting up, I help her wings out of the cloak's casing as she pulls her arms out of the cloak's sleeves. Taking the cloak off her hands, I fold it neatly as we turn back to the shop owner with finality, Meldalvyna wiggling her wings & tail around a little.
"Uh, okay... before I take your measurements, though, may I ask, what exactly are you?" the man asks, a look of curiosity on his slightly wrinkled face, gone was the look of horror from before, to my pleasure. Meldalvyna's face pulls into one of surprised caution.
"I-I'm a hybrid between a creature known as a dragon, & a human. My father was human, & my mother is a dragoness," Meldalvyna replies, a tone of worry to her voice. The man gains an expression that clearly said 'oh' as the information sunk in, the smile returning to his face.
"You know, when I was little, I remember my mother telling me stories about dragons & how we once lived on the same world before the time of the precursors, but one day, for the safety of man-kind, a very powerful dragon gathered all the other dragons on one half of the planet & split the earth in half, but left a link that both dragons & humans could use to travel back & forth between the two half worlds. I guess with you here, those weren't just stories, but actual events" the man says while walking around Meldalvyna, looking at her where her wings & tail began & taking her measurements.
"Actually, that is exactly what happened, Meldalvyna told me one of the first days we knew each other," I say, remembering being told the same story by Meldalvyna. The man looks between us, a surprised look on his face.
"Well, then, I never would have thought those stories to be true. Anyways miss, all that is left is for you to decide how you want your outfit, & uh... Jak, you can come along too to the back if you like to look at the color selection," the man suggests, motioning to the back.
Fifteen minutes later, Meldalvyna's entire outfit is figured out & the shop owner tells us to come back in a day or two to get the finished product since Meldalvyna was a special case, or else he would've had it done in two hours. Meldalynva had picked out the 'sexier' style of womens' clothes, choosing to have a dark leaf green, form-fitting belly shirt with white stripes down the sides to contrast with her black & red underbelly, so it would look like her stomach was part of the shirt's design. She also chose a dark, cobalt blue jean jacket that came with an optionally detatchable cloak & hood that slides over her wings with matching form-fitting pants that had silver belts & zippers that would match her silver combat boots she already had back at her home.
Spending the rest of the day walking around the city & stopping at the Naughty Ottsel to cool warm up, as it was cold out, we stay next to each other, either holding hands or one of my arms around Meldalvyna's shoulder. Joking & laughing the nearly the entire time. Nightfall came extremelly quickly, & I had to bring her home.
Walking up to the outside of her house, I caught sight of the ever-visible Sparx buzzing towards the front door of the house, his little yellow form emitting an ever brighter yellow glow. More than likely hearing our approaching footsteps, Sparx looks up at us & smiles.
"Hey Mel, is see you brought Jak, are you planning on something having to do with him & a bed or something along those lines?" Spax says bluntly, a teasing smile on his insect face. If I was a normal person, I wouldn't have noticed the huge blush that currently spread itself across Meldalvyna's face while one blossomed on my own, thankfully, I have Dark Eco powers.
"NO! Jak was just walking me home is all," Meldalvyna retorts, the blush never leaving her face & a high-pitched, embarassed tone to her voice. Sparx simply laughs while I continue to walk my girlfriend to the door of her home, the now more recognizable scent of her other family members filling my senses, as well as one mystery one, but it definately smelt feline, a big one at that.
"Anyways, someone is waiting for you inside Meldalvyna, & he wants to meet you too, Jak. Cynder & Spyro have told him as much as they know about you, so it's probably a good thing you're here," Sparx says fluttering off, a mysterious tone to his voice that left me worried & confused. Meldalvyna's eyes widen a little as she quickens her pace to the door, dragging me along. Once at the door, Meldalvyna immediately throws the slab of wood to the side & drags me through the entrance, where I get yet another feeling of what it's like being Daxter's height, where everything you once thought was small is now your height & larger.
In the room standing near Meldalvyna's family's kitchen table is a huge, bipedal cat wearing a red-tinted, hooded cloak & tunic, a huge, wooden recurve bow strung over it's shoulder with a quiver full of equally large arrows, red cloth guantlets with matching sock-like wrappings around its feet & ankles, little tufts of white fur sticking off its ankles. The thing is, for one, as tall as Sig, but leaner & faster looking, & has yellow & white fur, with black ringlets like a muse speckled over it's yellow fur, & a long tail. The thing turns its head towards us, & I can finally see the details of its face. The feline's ears are black, & had white tufts of fur inside them, as well as white tufts at the back of it's jaw bone like, not unlike Daxter does. The white fur on it's face starts on the lower jaw & continues down it's neck underneath it's tunic, & has black stripes on it's head, as well as over it's eyes that follows the ridge of it's snout & ends under the ridge of it's eyebrow, its eyes a dark, forest green, & its pupils round instead of slits.
"Hunter!" Meldalvyna yells excitedly once she sees him, rushing him & wraps him up in a hug, leaving me at the door in shock, "Hunter, this is Jak, Jak, this is an old family friend, Hunter!"
Author's note: Well, here we go, yet another little cliff-hanger to keep you readers interested! While I wrote this chapter, I had a great idea of how to get you readers involved with the story. Yes, that's right, I FOUND A WAY TO GET YOU GUYS INVOLVED WITH THE STORY, & ITS REALLY SIMPLE! IF YOU READERS WOULD LIKE, WITH MY PERMISSION, I'LL LET YOU DRAW MY OC MELDALVYNA & OTHER OCs AS THEY APPEAR IN THE STORY! I'd love to see your renditions of my character, so if you have a deviantart & would like to draw Meldalvyna, please, ask in the reviews, & if I say yes to you next chapter, go ahead & do it, as long as you leave a link for it in the end in a review! Anyways, I'd still like to know if I should get an account of my own, so please do that too. Anyhow, here's Tigre, signing off until next time!
Publisher: Sorry Tigre, but I didn't check my E-mail until this morning due to the fact that I haven't had the time to check it lately.