Jak and Daxter: The Precursor Legacy (Fan Fiction)

3: Training

Daxterette’s P.O.V

“…Daxter, follow Daxterette.”

Jaklyn did her special jump to reach the rock ledge, and I started down the wire that led to my cave, which had a teleporter gate in it, that I could program to send me anywhere.

As we went to the cave, I could see Gol and Maya talking to Jaklyn. I decided to take a slight detour.

“Daxter, let’s go this way!” I called, to stop him from seeing my best friend dealing with her evil master and mistress.

He followed me out to where lurkers roamed free, so we could go to the banks of Misty Island without seeing Jaklyn or Jak.

“Uh, Daxterette?” Daxter started. “I don’t think we should be going through here. There’re lurkers everywhere!”

I laughed. “Scared?”

“Me? No! Just, we could get eaten, and then where would our sidekicks be? Lost, dazed and confused, that’s where.”

I turned and smiled at him. “You’re good at impromptu!”

Suddenly a cold wind blew, bringing with it Gol and Maya. “You cannot pass, ottsels!”

Daxter froze, but I remained cool and calm. “Hey! What’s wrong with two lovebird ottsels going for a stroll on our native island?”

“L-l-lovebird? Whaaaaat?” Daxter whispered in my ear.

“Don’t worry. I don’t mean it.”

“Okay. Good!”

Gol stroked his bearded chin, before picking me up and freezing the world. “Daxterette, I just spoke to Jaklyn. Are you on your way to the boats?”

“Yes. I just didn’t want Daxter to see you speaking with Jaklyn. So we took a shortcut.”

“I see. Now, where were you standing?”

I hopped out of his hands and stood in my exact position. Gol unfroze time.

“Alright,” Maya said, “we will let you go, lovebirds. But stray not near the banks, for if you do, lurkers shall have your heads.”

With a POP they disappeared.

“What was that about?” Daxter looked at me sideways, but I’d already started sprinting off, the banks in sight.

Not wanting to be left behind, Daxter followed me.

Two lurkers stood guard at the steps to the banks, but we managed to slip around them. We reached the boats and saw Jak just stepping off the flying fox.

Daxter's P.O.V

"Jak!" I shouted, glad that the two weird people we'd just run into, the purple-skinned people, hadn't ground our heads into mush.

Hey, Dax.

We hopped onto the boat and drove off.

When we pulled up, Jaklyn was awed by the village and how peaceful it was. Daxterette simply said, "Meh. Seen it all before," and ran up the bridge, to Samos' hut.

Keira stood in her workshop, tinkering on her A-Grav Zoomer. "Hey Jak! Hi... other people!"

"Keira, baby, do you not recognise the Dax-man?" I walked over to her and stood next to her. "Whatcha workin' on?"

"Oh, hi Daxter...I think Daddy wanted to see you and Jak. Maybe you should get up there and check."

Jak nodded. C'mon, Dax.