This is my first attempt at anything. I own nothing in this story, so read, hopefully enjoy, and get back to me.
It comes back to him, in the deep night. Voices. A tingling sensation. But his strongest memory was of a glorious light. He remembered something about fulfilling a destiny, but then his mind went blank. After that he remembered plenty.
"Jak! You ok?"
The young teen snapped out of his musing and smiled at his best friend, Daxter. Although the two were the best of friends, there was nothing they had in common, except being total opposites. While Jak was tall, strong, brave, and had hair that stuck straight up, Daxter was short, smaller, had big buckteeth, and matted hair. He was also famous for being quite a coward. All the village girls liked Jak, throwing him looks and waves. They all wanted him to ask them out, but that was wishful thinking. No one had ever heard Jak say a single word, not even Samos, that mysterious sage who had appeared so suddenly. Jak fell back into his thinking about how he didn't remember anything before coming to the village.
"Jak? Buddy, you're starting to freak me out. Answer me! Or at least look like you're listening." Daxter, annoyed, started tapping Jak repeatedly. Jak snapped out of it for good this time and slapped his friend. They started wrestling, Daxter quickly giving up when Jak got him in a headlock.
"Sheesh Jak, how'd you get to be such a good fighter?"
Only silence and a shrug answered him, but Daxter had long accepted the fact that Jak was incapable of speech. They started up again, Daxter doing better now that he knew Jak would try the same thing again. Inevitably, Jak got Daxter into another hold and didn't let go until he heard a girl's voice call out "Knock it off, you two."
Jak let Daxter go and turned around to face her. Keira. By far she was the prettiest girl in the whole village. All those other girls were brainless, chasing after him only because they liked the way he looked. But Keira was different, smarter than those other girls were, smarter almost than her dad, Samos, the Sage of Green Eco was. He stared into her eyes, losing himself in those bright green orbs.
"Jak? Are you ok?"
"He's hopeless Keira, he's been staring off into space all day."
Jak smiled at his two friends and they decided to get some lunch, compliments of Samos.
"Hey there, Green stuff. Where's the eats?"
"Quiet Daxter! So you all just decided to barge into my hut, disrupt my concentration, and eat my food?" Samos said seeming to swell with anger, but they could all see his laughing eyes.
"Uh, pretty much."
"There's some food in the back." As Daxter and Keira made their way to the back for food, Jak stayed behind and watched Samos.
"How are you Jak," Samos asked, getting a shrug in reply. "At least you have nothing to worry about, no research, no studying to do, now that school is finished. What are you going to make out of yourself now?" Again, Jak shrugged, wondering himself. "Maybe you could help me Jak. I have spent my life searching for the answers that my father, and my father's fathers failed to find. Who were the Precursors? Why did they create the vast monoliths that litter our planet? How did they harness Eco, the life energy of the world? What was their purpose, and why did they vanish. I have asked the plants, but the plants do not remember. The plants have asked the rocks, but the rocks do not recall. Even the rocks do not recall. Every bone in body tells me that-"
"Jak, come in here and get some food before I finish it. Keira, I told you that I called the croca and cheese sandwich. Samos, just shut up, we've heard it before, we're hearing it now, and you'll probably tell us again later."
Jak, Daxter, and Keira all ran before he busted a blood vessel. Jak and Daxter went to go play on the beach and discuss sneaking over to Misty Island, the mysterious place Samos had forbidden them to step foot on. Keira finished her work on the heat shield for her latest creation, an Anti-gravity Zoomer. She washed up, and then went to see her friends, Lauren and Kristen. They were busy trying to think of ways to get Jak to notice them for what Keira thought was the millionth time. As soon as she entered, they ran over to her and started squealing at her.
"Oh my god Keira, they like you!" Lauren squealed.
"What are you going to do? Who are you going to choose?" Kristen exclaimed.
"What do you mean? She'll choose Jak!" Lauren said.
Keira was beyond confused. "What are you two talking about?"
"They like you silly. Jak and Daxter. You haven't noticed?" Lauren questioned.
"They don't like me, what are you talking about?"
Kristen took over. "Daxter's always looking at you when you're not looking. Well, mostly at your butt, I don't think I've ever seen him look at anything else. But Jak stares at you. I catch him looking at you all the time. He stares at your back, your hair, and you can't tell me he wasn't looking right into your eyes."
Keira thought back to the beach, and remembered the look in Jak's eyes. She blushed and looked away from her friends.
Lauren noticed her blush and pounced. "Ah ha! I knew it. You like him too. What are you going to do now?"
"I, I don't know. Should I play hard to get or flirt with him a little?"
Lauren and Kristen said in stereo, "Flirt!"
Lauren took over, "We're not saying you have to seduce him or anything, just give him a look every now and then, you know, get close up to him and lean against him."
Kristen piped up. "Yea, if you really want to, why don't you try batting your eyes at him or bending over and letting him see your butt?"
Keira went from pink to red, partially with anger. "Kristen! What do you take me for? I like Jak yea, but I'm not going to bend over for him and let him stare at my ass!"
Kristen burst out laughing, "Calm down, I was kidding."
Keira relaxed, but began to think about they had said. To buy some time, she turned to Lauren, "I heard Daxter asked you out last night. How did he do it? Did you say yes?"
Lauren snorted. "How? He came right up to me last night and said 'Hey baby, I've seen you looking at me all those times. Whaddya say you and me go for a little walk on the beach tomorrow?' I turned him down, but I hope I wasn't too harsh on him."
Keira giggled, "He thinks we all look at him, I don't know what kind of Eco he's been drinking, but those times he caught me looking, I was looking at Jak. Do you remember that time Daxter caught us looking at Jak while he was bathing?"
"Oh yea, and we had to tell him we were looking for that escaped Croca-dog," Lauren giggled.
"Keira, time for bed." They heard Samos calling her for bed.
"I got to go, but I'll talk to you tomorrow."
"Sure, if your not too 'busy' with Jak, if you no what I mean" Kristen laughed, getting the reaction she desired; a blush from Keira and Lauren's laughter.
Off in the distance, Jak and Daxter had finished their plans. "Ok Jak, we meet back here at four a.m., take the fisherman's boat, and set off for Misty Island. We snoop around, and then come back here and get into bed before anyone realizes we're gone. Sound good?" Jak nodded, since it had been his plan mostly. "Ok, I'll see you tomorrow Jak." Daxter said with a wink, as he made off for his house, leaving Jak at his uncle's front door.
"Good night Jak." His British uncle said, getting a yawn and a nod from his nephew.
At four a.m., they met and took the boat, speeding towards Misty Island, and a new adventure. But what they didn't know was a mysterious man was watching them from afar. "Good. Good. The wheels are set into motion, and soon, all that I have seen, will come to be." A mysterious voice said, leaving any witnesses, if there were any, left in confusion.
So, was it as bad as I think it is. Flames will be used to roast my marsmallows, while criticism will be used. Thanks.