Please note that my story doesn´t begin with Ratchet and Clank themselves but they will of course come in the other chapters

In a distant galaxy there´s a planet named Torafa. Once this planet flourished as the capital city of an order known as the The Galactic Crusaders. This union of justice had through centuries tried bring peace to universe by defeating criminals, saving innocents and doing everything in there power to keep every galaxy safe.

Every member through history has had special powers or gifts, these unique abillities allowed them to ease their work a bit. Many had powers related to combat while others had something more connected to wisdom and knowledge and some of them were completely impossible to decipher.

My story happens 500 years ago....

I had just become an elder in the GC, a highly valued possition among the order. It was then when i met my apprentice, he was capable of many things and was everything a teacher could hope for. I can still remember when i first met him.......

"Ah Osmeadus it is good to see you again, i´d like you to meet someone" the lead elder said to me. "As an elder it is your duty to make sure that future generations will follow in our footsteps. The young people will act as our students and we will teach them all they need to know to become protectors of this universe. And so i think it´s time that you meet your apprentice...come boy your new master is here!" he shouted to a door nearby and a male Markazian entered the room he was athletic looking and with a sharp mind. The young man stepped closer to me "Hail master" he said and bowed. I was a bit embarrassed at his enthusiasm and decided to calm him a bit "It is allright young one it´s not going to be neccesery to bow before me every time for the rest of your stay" "Then how shall i hail you?" "Lets just stick with master for a while shall we?"

The young man and i grew close to each other and i knew it wasn´t long until he started teaching me hee hee hee. As the years went by the boy kept learning and never left something unfinnished, knoweledge was something he wanted more than anything, that desire robbed him of his life.

This is the story of Daragoth...

After 9 years at the GC academy Daragoth was one of the top youngsters in the entire order, he had surpassed any challenge we had given him and no student could beat him in combat. Then one day his foolishness got hold of him. He had read every book and decoded every scroll, he asked me then "Osmeadus what is in the restricted section?" and i was foolish enough to answer: "Hmm...listen Daragoth i am not supposed to tell you this but...you are a very responsible person so...i think i can trust you" Daragoth listened riveted. "The restricted area is used to contain magical artifacts, these items are extremely forbidden even to some of the elders".

And later that night Daragoth did exactly he was told not to...

He walked slow steps down the stairs and into the library, thousands of books were displayed all across the halls and none of them intrested him. He kept walking until he saw a big door with an eye carved into it. Daragoth took out a small key and used it to open the door. He gasped at the sight he saw: Amulets,scrolls and other artifacts all around the room. He was about to choose as one thing caught his attention, a book that sat on a pedestal in the middle of the room it had a black cover and a bloodred skull in the middle. At first it creeped him out but the longer he looked at it the more he became bound to it. He felt as the book talked to him telling him to read it. Finally he couldn´t withstand the temptation, he took the book to a safe place where he knew he wouldn´t be discovered, he sat down and opened the book......

In a quick flash Daragoth realised he wasn´t at the academy he was somewhere...nowhere, he couldn´t see anything but darkness. "Uh where am i?" He thought to himself when he suddenly heard whispers coming out of the darkness. He couldn´t understand what they were saying but he knew that they wanted something. Slowly he began to realise what they where saying. "Come with us we can show you the truth..." Daragoth was scared at first but then he saw that it was pointless to just sit there in the dark he decided to follow the voices. "Do not fear my lord we will make sure you will prevail" "I don´t understand where am i?" "You are in the void sire, this will be your place of rest when you need it..." Daragoth was confused, whatever this was he just hoped it was all a nightmare unfortunetely it wasn´t. "Why do you fear us sire? All we want is to help you ..." "Help me how? All i wanted was to read a book, i didn´t ask for purgatory!" No one answered him when he said this but he started to see a light at the end of the void and before he knew it he was barely awake.

Daragoth was wakened by someone he opened his eyes and saw that it was the new lead elder Haviir.
Haviir looked at him in disapointmennt "It is not like you to be late for class" Daragoth noticed that Haviir had not seen the book yet and was reliefed that he hadn´t.
"Or are you maybe just too good to continue your studies?" Haviir wasn´t exactly what Daragoth would call a good teacher, he was after all very mean to the students including him.
" I appologize sir it won´t happen again" "It better not!" Haviir left him and Daragoth was going to combat training, he felt something new though deep inside his body was like a seed.
He felt very strong and was full of energy.
He went out to the training grounds where a group of apprentices were ready for combat training.
"Where is Daragoth he should have been here by now!" Osmeadus thought frustrated. Finally Daragoth came out to the field.
Osmeadus ran to him when nobody was looking "Where have you been boy!" "Sorry master i was...eh...well i kinda got lost and a..."
He knew right away that this was one of the most stupidest things he could ever have said, the academy may be big but after living there for nine years it´s pretty much impossible to get lost.
"We´ll talk about this tomorrow but now you have a fight to catch!"
At the training grounds combat trainer Mudelah was about to start the first match when Daragoth came out to the field.
"Where the hell were you kid!" Daragoth said nothing he had had his fill of lectures for today and was not in the mood to find an excuse for another one.
"Allright team we´re gonna go through a couple of practices today as well as work on your powers, that is those of you that have combat related powers.
The house games will also be starting this afternoon.
Oh and Daragoth you will be leading the team today make me proud!"
The annual house games where held once a year, every side of the academy fights against eachother to win the yearly golden staff.
The golden staff was once the property of a legendery Crusader, a hero and Master elder of the GC.
The bell had just ringed inside the old arena and next up was a member from the east side V.S a member of the north side.
And so match after match the games continued, in the last match the south side(Daragoth´s team)where one point away from winning the game.
Daragoth had to face the the north side´s champion Morrolk.
Morrolk was one of the toughest of all the students in the academy and his favorite subject was combat after all he was an Agorian.
The trainers told Daragoth to enter the ring and the same thing they said to Morrolk, as they both where stationed in the ring he saw an ugly smile on Morrolk´s face and he could easily tell what he was thinking.
Ever since he humilliated Morrolk at the last christmas ball he had been itching to break every bone in Daragoth´s body.
The match had begun and Morrolk swung his mace at Daragoth with as much power as he could.
Daragoth managed to avoid it and tried to bring his own hits in.
The battle continued and always when it looked certain that Morrolk would win Daragoth always found a way to tip the scales back in his favor. But suddenly when Daragoth was about to strike the finnishing blow he started to faint, the voices he had heard last night when he read the book where coming back "No...leave me...get out of my HEAD!" he screamed so everybody could hear. Morrolk didn´t wait to find out what was going on but he took the chance as soon as he saw it. He grabbed his mace and hurled with the all strength he could muster right into Daragoth´s stomach. Daragoth who still was dazed by the terrafying images suffered the blow greatly as he flew out of the stadium and landed right on a crowd seat. He had been defeated for the first time in his life.

Okay guys hoped you liked it and i can´t wait to put the main characters in the story. And just in case you were wondering the guy telling the story is Osmeadus Daragoth´s teacher