Jak and Daxter: The Precursor Legacy

Chapter One:

Where the HECK am I?

It all began the day I got Jak 3. It was Christmas day and I was 16 years old. I still remember opening up the package and squealing with delight at the sight of the game cover. I wasn't even allowed to play the game at the time. I had been grounded for getting a 'not-so-good' progress report. It wasn't bad but my step mom freaked out if I got so much as a B on a piece of homework. Everyone was gone though, and I couldn't wait to play the game.

I was a long time Jak and Daxter fan, and the very thought of playing the newest game was like breathing in a piece of Heaven. Or Haven. Anyway, I put the game in and waited for it to start. I got half way through the first scene and the whole thing just shut down. Well, the PS2 hadn't died but the screen went entirely blank. I would have almost cried if it weren't for the fact that people have stuff like this happen everyday.

'Okay Jessica, just calm down and make sure all the cords are in properly.' Ithought to myself. So I got up and made sure everything was hooked in properly. It was. So I shrugged and thought for a second. 'Maybe it's just the game. It might have too much data on it for my PS2 or my memory card. I'll just see what other games do.' So I looked at my other games I had. I knew I needed one that wasn't very complex so I chose the original Jak and Daxter: The Precursor Legacy. I put it in and then the whole thing began buzzing.

"What the…" I couldn't figure out was wrong so I decided the best thing would be to pull the plug. I ran over to do so but as I reached for the cord a splurge of electricity flew out from it. Of course I screamed and jumped away from it. The next thing I knew I felt like I was being pulled and then I felt like I was falling. It was all black and I had no idea where I was. Suddenly I fell unconscious.

The next thing I remember was warmth. I had a blanket wrapped around me and a soft pillow under my head.

'Hmmm,' I thought. 'It was only a dream.' That was when I realized that I could hear the ocean and that the pillow and blanket were not my own. I opened my eyes. To put it simply, the sight I saw was not what I had expected at all.

"AHHHHHHHH!" I screamed. The person who was looking down at me jumped and fell backwards. "Where the HECK am I!" I put simply, even though I knew even better than the boy, known as Jak, who was currently sitting on the floor.

"Whoa, calm down a bit," a voice said, that I registered as Kiera, whom had walked in because of my scream. "You're in Sandover, in my father's hut," she said as if it was the most common thing in the world. Well, maybe to her it was, but for me it was downright weird. Sandover wasn't real. Everyone knew that. I pinched myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming. Nope. It was real all right.

"But how did I get here?" I said.

"Don't ask me. Jak and Daxter found you on the beach this morning." Kiera responded back matter-of-factly. I looked at Jak who was now standing and was brushing himself off from the fall he had made from my explosion of panic.

"Ah, so I see sleeping beauty has finally awaken." Another familiar voice said. I turned around, expecting to see a little orange Ottsel. Instead there stood a boy of about my age, with orange hair and buck teeth. That was when it hit me that this was before Jak and Daxter went to Misty Island and ended up changing Daxter into a strange half otter, half weasel forever.

"What," he finally said, making me realize I had been staring at him in shock for the past three minutes, "never seen some thing this good before have you," he said smugly.

"Yeah right," I said sarcastically lifting myself out of bed. I looked around at my surroundings deciding that I was in Kiera's room. That was when I saw my reflection in a mirror. Once again that day I stared at disbelief at something. In the "real" world I had never been gorgeous but mostly I had been a plain Jane, nothing too exciting, but still pretty in my own way. But here in this world I had become…..well, BEAUTIFUL! My always annoying brown hair was now shoulder length and very shiny. My boring blue eyes were now a sky blue color, and my usual plain body now resembled the "perfect" hourglass shape

"You okay?" Kiera asked me and stepped in front of the mirror.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm peachy," I said, shaking myself out of my stupor.

"Good. I just asked you where you were from," she said, now making up the bed I had been laying in.

"Well, I….um," I couldn't tell them truth. I looked at the people around me. Jak sat on the bed, looking at me expectantly. Daxter had a look of curiosity on his face, while Kiera wore a look of worry, as if I was sick or something. "I'm from across the…sea," I said.

"And how my young child did you end up here?" a once again familiar voice said. Samos walked in, looking even more curious than the others.

"Uh, ship wreck. Must have ended up on the beach by being drifted here," I said. I decided that this excuse would work for now.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Samos said. "Well until you find a way home you may stay here. Jak, Daxter, show our young friend….um your name?" he asked

"Oh, Jessica," I said quickly.

"Ah, Jessica, show her around boys and then you can come back later," he said finally.

"Okay," Daxter said quickly while Jak stood up.

We all left and Daxter explained to me who lived where, and where the beach was. I could tell that Daxter did enough talking for both himself and Jak.

We started going down to the dock when I asked "Where are we going?"

Daxter smiled and said, "Misty Island."

And so the adventure begins.