Hi. I'm CNFan42. I don't have much to say so I'll just come out straight. This is my first official fanfic. It may or may not be good. I'll let you deicide. Also, if you end up seeing something in it that looks familiar, don't pin on me for it. I either didn't know or I did know and tried not to copy it 100%. I do like to be original.

Note: I did give the female lombaxes tails. I know they don't have one, but all my friends either want them to have tails or just don't care.

Also, if you know me on , then I just want to say that I'm sorry for being late. I was hoping to get it up sooner. Plus, it may take a while for a new chapter to come up. I have to type it out of the book I'm writing this in.

Please enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Ratchet and Clank. All rights belong to Insomniac Games, Inc. Please support the game series. Thank you.

Prologue

General Cross stepped outside from the building he was posted at. He looked out into the horizon. Seeing nothing, but a blanket of sand ruffled by dunes. In the distance, a cloud of sand rose up.

A sandstorm. Again.

He sighed. Yesterday, it was hot and dry. He was now wishing for that same weather today.

At last, praying and wishing would not change the fact that the storm was getting closer. He went inside and pushed a button next to a speaker and microphone.

"This is General Cross reporting from Outpost Gamma. There's a sandstorm coming in from the southeast."

He looked outside with a grim look on his face. The storm had increased in size.

"Freya's secret project better pull through," he muttered as he prepared to lock himself in before the storm arrived.

Okay. So it's just a prologue. Don't fuss. I'll have chapter 1 up by today.

Promise!