Chapter I: The Adventure Called Haven
GAH: -Sweatdrop- Sorry it took so long for me to update this story. It's a thrilling tale of hardship, persistance, and...ah heck, who am I kidding? I redid this scene about a million different ways, and I couldn't decide which to use. Plus I really wanted to get a move on some of my later scenes and was kinda preoccupied... (Here's how THAT conversatioin went (Inner GAH): You're going to finish this chapter and you're going to do it now. (GAH): No I'm not. (I GAH): No more planning other scenes until you're done with this chapter. -smug grin- (GAH): I'm going to finish the one I'm on. (I GAH): "No you're not" (GAH): Hmmph -finishes chapter 1-) And that would be proof that I don't own the Jak and Daxter franchise.
Samos always said that everything in existance faced a trial to become what we know it as today. His favorite examples were the rocks and plants,he had a knack for talking about the two subjects. No one but the sage would every know that he added one to his list mentally. The sage of green eco was, of course, refering to the hero we all know as Jak. 'A champion for all of time' he often mused. The sage sighed, today was the day to set the events of time into action. Despite the knowledge of what would happen if he did so, Samos still wished he could say goodbye to all of them; his beloved daughter Keira, Jak who had been like a son to the elderly sage, and then Daxter, who Samos was actually quite fond of behind all of the insults. It was quite sad, he wouldn't be seeing any of them for quite some time now, but until then, he'd make the best of the time he had with the three.
With one last sigh, Samos headed toward where the rift rider and ring were set up. There were two elves waiting patiently...two and a half if you counted Daxter as an elf. "Today's the big day Jak," He said to the mute, who (as always)paid the utmost attention to what the sage had to say. "I hope you are prepared for..." The sage hesitated, did he really want to finish that sentence? "whatever may happen..." Oh how Samos hated those words! They had been in his mind, haunting him ever since he learned the gentle mute's role in time. As if waiting for the day he'd have to utter them, and they had won the battle!
"Prepared! Pah! We can handle anything this piece of Precursor junk can throw at us, right Jak?" Daxter excalimed, completely oblivious to the thoughts Samos was dwelling on. Jak glared at Daxter, who got the message of 'Don't talk like that!'"Or not..." The ottsel added quietly. His attention was quickly drawn to some weird knob thing, the rodent was reaching out to see what it did when... "Daxter!" Keira chided, slapping the ottsel's paw away from the machinery."Do you haveany idea what you're doing?" The she-elf asked, in a tone that suggested this was a daily event. "Nope." Daxter replied with a lopsided grin. While the two battled it out, Samos had one last thing to do before everything was ready to go. "Don't worry, I know you can make it work." The sage reassured Jak.
A rare look of skeptism flashed across the channeler's face, only when Keira and Daxter finished arguing and looked over at him was that doubtful look replaced by a more confident expression. Jak bravely pressed the shining ruby-like button in the middle of the control pannel. The rift ring began to rotate and thousands of creatures billowed out. These strange creatures with the glowing yellow gems embedded into their skulls would have been quite intimidating on their own, but they weren't on their own. In a matter of seconds a larger, more commanding version of the creatures appeared in the ring. "You cannot hide from me boy!" It roared, almost drowning out Samos' awed (and very quiet) comment of: "So this is how it happened"
Naturally, Daxter panicked, and began pressing every button within reach (which isn't all that impressive). "Do something Jak!" Keira cried fearfully.
The next few moments were especially strange for Jak, he felt eerily calm, it reminded his of the way light eco felt. Silently, he acknowledged the she-elf's request and (though he didn't know why) pressed the ruby-ish button once more. This time, instead of activating the ring, the rift rider started up and zoomed past the odd manifestation of flesh.
"What WAS that...thing?" Keira asked, gripping the side of the rift rider. Her question remained unanswered though, for at that moment the rift rider began to break apart, sending Samos, Keira, and Jak and Daxter flying in different directions. (With the exception of Jak and Daxter, as they were sent in the same direction.)
The duo crash landed in a seemingly abandoned allyway. "Okay, I swear, that's the LAST time I EVER and I mean EVER touch any STUPID. PRECURSOR. JUNK!" Daxter yelled, ever-so-subtly adding to the racket by throwing the metal bar down on the (metal) ground in a fit of rage. But naturally, no such uproar could be ignored for long.
An elf leapt down from one of the buildings in attempt to pin Jak to the ground. The channeler however, was to quick for him, and rolled out of the way before the attacker could do anything potentially harmful. The elf was stunned for a moment, the perfect opening to disarm him. Jak tackled the would-be-attacker, effectivly knocking the dagger out of his hand. Not a moment was wasted as the mute pinned the attacker to the ground, in the very fashion that the mystery elf had tried and failed to complete.
"Okay, okay. You don't have to worry about me. You've proven that you aren't anyone to sneeze at." The would-be-threat reasoned from his helpless postion beneath the Jak. The mute glanced at Daxter who shrugged. "I don't see the harm in it." The ottsel said. Rather grudgingly, Jak let his opponent up, watching every move the elf made as though he would try to attack again. The ginger haired elf lifted himself of of the ground and turned aroung to see the two behind him up close for the first time. He nearly gasped when he did so, this kid couldn't have been over seventeen years old! "I was going to ask what the heck you think you're doing, making that racket," The elf began. "But I have to ask, have you ever considered joining the Underground?" He asked, true to his word.
As expected, Jak said nothing in return, rather, Daxter did for him. "Listen web face." The ottsel began, "I'M the real hero here, he's just along for the ride." Daxter said in his typical fashion. The 'web face' to whom he was speaking to, didn't look impressed. "I'd like to see your moves then." He commented, smirking when the ottsel backed up a step.
The mystery elf turned back toward Jak. "Look kid, I see how you could be pretty shocked by what just happened, but take a leaf from your friend's book and say something!" The would-be-attacker demanded.
Daxter stepped forward again, this time to be a little more helpful. "He can't" The ottsel said, more seriously than he had been for awhile now.
The ginger haired warrior's expression grew unreadable, there were many things that he had done, but demanding that a mute speak was not on the list. 'Oh," He said lamely. "You two have names?" He asked, as though nothing had happened.
This of course, was Daxter's cue. "The name's Daxter, but you can call me Orange Lightning! Zaza zing!" The ottsel exclaimed, immersed in his own little fantasy. "Mind telling me your friend's name?" The elf asked in a tone that suggested that Daxter was pushing it a little too far. "Oh yeah..." The ottsel said, as though he had forgotten anyone else was there. Jak brought a hand to his temple, unable to believe how quickly Daxter had lost focus. "That's Jak." The ottsel said, signaling over his shoulder toward the mute in question, who in turn, looked at the ginger haired elf, as though waiting for someting.
"Name's Torn." The warrior said, turning to reclaim his dagger. "I asked before, and I'll ask again, what would you say to joining the Underground and helping us kick the 'good' Baron's oh-so-loving butt off of the throne?" Torn asked.
"Well technecly, Jak doesn't say-" Daxter began, earning a smack on the back of the head from said mute. "Sure thing." The ottsel said, giving an unenthusiastic thumbs-up and glancing nervously at Jak.
Thus began the steps toward a new life and new adventure to be found in Haven City.
GAH: Sorry if Torn seems a little out of character, I've never tried doing him before. And don't worry, the next chapter won't take NEARLY as long to put up.