Hello, Welcome to Misplaced Maiden. This story is the rewritten version of Another Story if you liked that one hopefully this is an improvement on the original. But thank you so much for reading, if this is your first time here. Please help me out by leaving me a review, I'd appreciate that so, so much. Thank you again, I'll leave you alone to enjoy my weave.

All noncanon characters are mine.

"Hey, what is that?" A young Fongoid boy commented to his friends. The young creatures closed in on this new life form. It had fur, orange and red, it was big compared to the children but not to their parents and it had very strange clothes on. Plus it has very large ears. The children had seen this kind of creature before but that one had a tail. This one, however, did not.

"Careful Sog." One young Fongoid said to the other. "It could be dangerous."

Sog slowly crept up to the creature and touched its head. Its fur was soft and kept back. "Let's go tell the chief." The children moved the creature a little way into the shade but then took off running back to the village.

The creature opened her stark blue eyes and sat up, her head pounding. She touched her head and gasped in pain. "Ow…" she complained. Her eyes looked out and took in the colorful and bizarre world around her. "Where...where am I?" She looked at her hands. "Who am I?" The young female asked the air around her, closing her eyes and resisting her tears.

Ratchet and Clank were just passing through Polaris when the call came out to them. Something was wrong with the Fongoids on Morklon, it wasn't urgent but the new Fongoid chief implored them to come check it out. The boys were curious why the Fongoids would call them unless it was an emergency. Ratchet focused on driving but still asked. "What do you think it could be?"

Clank processed this for a moment. "Possibly they found Quark."

Ratchet smiled. "Maybe we should tell them we're busy."

"Ratchet!" Clank scolded.

Ratchet laughed. "I'm kidding." He turned and entered the atmosphere of Morklon. Ratchet landed the ship and the pair jumped out.

A small group of children ran up to meet Ratchet and Clank. They all spoke over each other before one stepped up. "Mister," little Sog said. "Come quick."

Ratchet and Clank looked at each other and followed the little children to Gimlick Valley. This time though, sat at the edge of the water, looking down at her own reflection was a female lombax in Fongoid clothing. Ratchet stopped short but Clank continued. "Ratchet," Clank whispered to him. "Another lombax."

Little Sog ran up to the female and pulled on her arm, pointing at Ratchet and Clank. "Here he is."

Her eyes were slow to leave her reflection but the female's blue eyes eventually met Ratchet's green eyes. She stood and faced Ratchet, a deep frown etched on her face. "Who are you?"

Ratchet slowly approached her, trying not to get excited. "I should be asking you the same thing." He held out his hand to her. "I'm Ratchet. What's your name?"

The female looked down at her reflection again, her frown turned sad. "I wish I knew the answer to that question." She knelt down to gently touch the surface of the water. "You don't know how much." She sighed and fingered at the fabric of her Fongoid clothing. "I know this face but everything else is…" she closed her eyes, "gone".

Clank spoke up. "Perhaps we can help you, we are heroes." He approached her slowly. "We might know some place that can help you."

The female opened her eyes a little bit to look back at her reflection. "Heroes…" she muttered. Her eyes filled and overflowed with tears. A memory flickered at the back of her mind. A memorial for heroes, her mother always cried.

Clank placed his hand on the female's arm. "I apologize for upsetting you, Miss but we would really like to help you."

The female smiled. "It wasn't you. I always cry for them." She brushed her tears away.

"Cry for who?" Ratchet came up behind her.

The female froze for a moment. "Our heroes…" she breathed. "Every year we celebrate them, and those we lost are immortalized with a memorial."

Ratchet had a realization. "Those who saved the lombax race."

She stood and felt energized. "Yes...lombaxes." She put her hands on her head. "I'm a lombax…and so are you." Her breathing sped up. "I'm...not supposed to be here. I'm supposed to be home...but" she knelt and put her head on the ground. "Where is home? How did I get here? How am I going to get home?" She started to hyperventilate until Ratchet pulled her up from the ground.

Ratchet shook her a little and looked her in the eye. "Hey, we're going to try and help any way we can."

The female calmed a little and smoothed out her hair. "Thank you."

Ratchet smiled and helped her stand, he was a little taller than her. "What do you want to be called until we can figure out your old name?"

The female closed her eyes and a name did come forward, whether it was actually her name she didn't know but it was all she had. "The name Becca comes to mind." She sighed. "But it doesn't sound right, I'll do Beck instead."

Ratchet smiled at Beck. "Well, let's see what we can do to help you." He extended his hand toward her but Beck quickly hugged the children before taking it.

Ratchet and Clank led Beck back to their ship, Clank insisted she have his seat as copilot. As they were leaving the Morklon atmosphere Beck turned to Ratchet. "Can we please find me some new clothes? I love the Fongoids for saving me and all but…" she laughed as she moved her skirt and apron. "This isn't my style."

The boys smiled at each other. Ratchet changed course slightly. "Yeah, we can take care of that first, it's closer." The trio headed toward Talwyn's station.

When they got there, after almost being shot out of the sky, Talwyn, Cronk, and Zephyr met Beck.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Zephyr shoved his pistol in Beck's face.

Beck shrugged, straight-faced. "I'm Beck, and right now I want some new clothes."

"You do look tribal." Cronk looked her over.

Ratchet stepped up shaking his head. "I don't think we need to grill her like this, she doesn't even know her own name."

"She just said her name is Beck," Zephyr interjected.

Beck shrugged again, slightly amused. "Educated guess."

Talwyn stared down this intruder into her home. "Why would you have to take an educated guess on your own name?"

The female lombax glanced at Ratchet before looking at Talwyn, smiling a little. "Because I don't remember it."

Cronk stepped forward to basically analyze her. "Beck is a strange name for a female."

"Cronk is a strange name for an ancient hunk of hardware as yourself." Beck crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. "Besides the only name I could think of is Becca, which doesn't feel right to me."

Clank stepped forward. "Might you have known a Becca?"

Beck sat back and held her head. "That's possible...but I don't know who it could possibly be." She sighed. "The only person I even vaguely remember from my life is my mother, she always cried at the memorial service. I eventually started doing it too but that's it."

Ratchet pressed gently, he put his hand on her shoulder. "Can you remember the last memorial service? Anything that could help?"

Beck leaned back against the wall, closed her eyes, and tried to remember. The memory was hazy, and she couldn't make out much of it. "The Council speaks, there is a huge hologram with names on it. Mom always has to hold my hand when they read off the names, and my brothers never can look at the wall." Her eyes opened. "Brothers…" Beck perked up and held her ears. "Brothers. I have two brothers...both older than me." She bounced and smiled. "Mmm...Montay." Beck grinned. "And rrr...Rolin!"

Ratchet smiled. "So it's Montay, Rolin, and Beck."

Beck frowned again. "No, that's not right...my name is definitely not Beck." She brought her knees up to her chest. "Becca doesn't belong to me...but Clank's right, I do know a Becca."

Ratchet sighed and turned to Talwyn. "Can we just find some new clothes for her?" The group turned away from Beck and left her alone to sort through her thoughts and misplaced or foggy memories.

M…

R…

K…

Beck gasped. Her name began with a K. But what came after...she had no idea but she knew it began with a K. It was something.

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