Chapter Number Five. So the adventures begin for Maddy Jak and Daxter. Hmm that doesn't flow as well does it…. Well on with the story….

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The Adventure Begins:

My second trip through the teleporter was not as bad as the first. It was still bad, but I had enough balance to land catlike next to Jak, while Daxter flew out and did a face dive.

"Good training. But that's nothing compared to the challenges that lie ahead." Samos was glaring at Daxter,

"Aaaah, they're noooo problem! We got the moves, eh? Jak? Maddy? We'd love to stay and chat, Big Green, but we're uh, itching to get on with our adventures."

"Fine, fine. "Adventure" away then. And while you're out "adventuring", why don't you make yourselves useful? My darn Green Eco collectors are clogged up again. Head out to the far side of the beach and clear them out, why don't you? Follow the lamps. They'll take you right there." He paused and took a deep breath. "Now... all of you... GET OUT OF HERE!"

We hastily rushed out the door, to fast for me to realize I left my backpack.

"Uhh. Hey guys, I left my pack. I'll be right back." Daxter scoffed and I heard Jak say "Good Luck" sarcastically.

I walked back inside, and swiftly walked the perimeter of the house to Kiera's room where I was staying for the time being.

Then I heard old Samos say, "Some brave adventurers you are. Back already and without clearing my blocked Eco harvesters! They're on the far side of the beach. Now... GET MOVING!"

"Sorry" I muttered as I scuttled out of the house, hearing the soft giggling of Kiera below and seeing both Jak and Daxter laughing.

"Shut. Up." I said slowly. "Come on let's go."

O.o.O

We moved through Sandover village quickly, visiting Jak's uncle, the crazy bird lady, the sculptor, herding some yakkows into their pen, and talking to the 'windbag' of a mayor, as Daxter puts it.

We reached the beach and saw the lamps. Taking Samos' advice we followed the lamps. I hadn't been ready for the sand snakes, crabs, and cannons, even though I knew they were in the game.

During our trip to find the eco harvesters, we found two or three scout flies, and got a couple Power Cells; Daxter insisted that we chase some seagulls, who in turn knocked the Power Cell from the water fall, picked one up on the beach, chased a large pelican and beat it to the Power Cell, found one on a big ruin, and knocked the egg down from the cliff onto the hay the bird lady had left. The bird, promptly hatching when it hit the ground, mistook Daxter for its mother.

When we finally got to the Green Eco harvesters, Jak and I both beat them open, earning a Power Cell from the last one. When I went through the Green Eco, I got a feeling, just like I had with the Blue Eco, except it wasn't the same. Instead of making me feel hyper and jumpy and energized, it made me feel calm and content, healthy and happy.

Five minutes later, we returned to Samos' hut, not to find praise for a job well done, but an anxious Samos looking out the window at Misty Island.

"Oh, it's the conquering heroes. Good! I wanted to talk with you two about something serious!" He turned his gaze toward us, rather than towards the island, and started pacing the hut. "There appears to be quite a lot of Lurker activity on Misty Island. I can see them bombarding the Precursor Silo from my lookout tower! If the Lurkers open it up and release the Dark Eco, we could all end up running around looking as ridiculous as this annoying little specimen!" He looked pointedly at Daxter, and then returned to pacing.

This time he stopped pacing and looked directly at me; I couldn't help but be nervous. "Maddy, it's time for you to prove your worth. Go with Jak on his 'adventures' make sure he doesn't hurt himself too much." He actually looked genuinely concerned. I had to give the old man some credit, he did care about Jak, even if it was deep, and I mean deep, down. "You two, get the Fisherman to let you take his boat back to Misty Island, get to the top of the Precursor Silo, and take out that cannon!"

I knew Daxter wouldn't like being left out, so I wasn't surprised when I heard him say, "And . . . what about me?"

"You can mop my floors, they seem to have lost their shine lately." He said sarcastically.

We decided to ignore Samos' idea for Daxter, and left to go to the Forbidden Jungle.

On the walk there, we picked up a few more Precursor Orbs, and gave Jak's so called Uncle 90 of them for his trip. We still had enough to give some to the mayor for his election, so we stopped by there on the way, and still had about 20 left, not enough to give to the oracle, but I still suggested we go there anyway.

"Why would we want to climb up a bunch of rocks? Sounds like too much work to me." Of course, it was going to be hard to convince them, and still sound like I didn't know anything was up there.

"Maybe there's a scout fly, or some eggs. I don't know. I just have a feeling that there's something important up there." I already knew that there was something important up there, or at least something that was important in Haven City.

Finally, I convinced them to go see the Oracle, and when we got there, it automatically awakened in our presence, and said, "Who awakens the Oracle? Wait! One . . . No two of you. Two of you have the light within. Before time I have watched and waited for the true heroes to return." I was utterly confused; this was different than in the game. The game had said "Who has awakened the Oracle? Wait. One of you has the light within. I have waited since before time for the true hero to return."

Suddenly, the Oracle was speaking in plural. Was my presence affecting the game that much? Was I meant for something much bigger than sitting on my bed at home, listening to my adoptive family have fun downstairs? Yes, I was adopted, and I was always treated a little differently than their real children were. They always got a little more than me at everything; a little more allowance, and little more free time, a little more expectations, a little more love.

I was baffled. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to stay; they had all been so much nicer to me here. But, I still wanted to leave. I did miss my three best friends, I did miss my room, my privacy. Sharing a room with Kiera was nice, but it wasn't the same.

I imagined the Rigby family adopting another child and giving them my room. I imagined them throwing away all of my paintings. I imagined them painting over my walls that I had spent to long working on. My room was about the best thing I had. It was painted black with blue and green paint splatters all over it, and had all my painting easels and canvases in one corner, and my ceiling high bookshelf in another, and my black and green bed in the other, leaving one corner for all my other things, mostly my TV and the Playstation.

Connor and Sierra, my siblings, got things like Xbox's and Wii's. I wasn't upset though, I loved my Playstaion and my collection of games, they were my prized possessions.

The only other electronical thing I owned was my laptop and cell phone. I treasured my laptop because no one could get on it. When I used to write on my main computer, my parents would either read my stories and laugh at them, or delete them. It had made me extremely mad, so I had bought a laptop, and found ways to lock it so no one would be able to get onto it. Trust me, they had tried; all of them.

The most disappointing this that had happened to me was when I had gotten a book published. Actually published, and the only thing they said was, 'where's the money?' It had made me want to scream.

"Maddy! Maddy, where are you?" I heard Daxter's voice say.

Coming back to the reality that didn't seem like reality, I said, "Oh sorry, what did I miss?"

"That Oracle thing said if we bring it 120 Precursor orbs it will give us a Power Cell." He said this while gesturing to the two Power Cells floating in the spot where the oracle's eyes were supposed to be.

"Oh." I said, still not fully back from wherever I had been. "Anything else?"

"Not really," He said, eyeing me suspiciously.

"Ok." Jak had been awfully quite during this whole encounter. I turned toward him, and said out loud. "Are you ok? You seem quiet."

He just nodded his head, but in my head, I heard him say, "I just have a really bad sense of déjà vu seeing this thing, I don't know why."

I, too, had had a sense of déjà vu, but I had put it off as seeing it in the game. But, it was different seeing it in real life rather than in the game. In the game it had looked to be a little taller than Jak, but in real life it really towered over both of us. It was surprisingly scary. Instead of hearing the voice, it had felt like it was echoing through my head. Like it was more in my head than out.

"Oh, well why don't we head towards the jungle, and go find the fisherman." I said, trying to break the awkwardness.

"Yeah, let's go." Daxter said, while walking nonchalantly forward.

I felt something very foreboding coming, but I couldn't put my finger on it.