Based around Ratchet & Clank Future: Tools Of Destruction.
First time to try writing angst ~ Just wanted to test a little, see if I could write something sad...
I was not happy with this one though, I felt it lacked so much that an angst fiction have...
Although I read it to a friend of mine on msn, and ... he kind of forced me to post it ~
Also yeah... first time doing sad stuff so... be kind!
Tachyon might be a little out of character, since I am yet to play and finish ToD.
Enjoy, comments and favs are greatly appreciated.
Breath © Lombnut
Ratchet & Clank © Insomniac games
Talwyn was dead.
Angela was dead.
Sasha was dead.
Even Qwark was dead.
All their hopes to find the lombaxes were gone, forever.
If it hadn't been for Tachyon, they wouldn't have been here.
He and Clank were the last ones, the last ones that stood a chance against Tachyon.
And now... they were both captured, trapped, awaiting their judgement.
-o-o-
Tachyon finished up his speech about their public execution.
The crowd cheered. All of them. Didn't it matter to them that he was the hero?
"And now, it's time, time to finish this wretched lombax and his pathetic robot of a partner!"
Tachyon shouted, making the crowd go wild. No one seemed to oppose their execution.
If he could, he would break his chains, destroying everyone in a single blast.
But he couldn't. He and Clank were both handcuffed, beyond escape.
-o-o-
Clank started trembling, shaking.
Ratchet couldn't bare the sight, if he only could, he would have held him. If he only could.
"Clank..." he said, unsure of what to say next. "Don't worry, we won't die. We have saved the galaxy several times, we can't die."
Clank gave him a weak smile, and seemed to calm down a little.
"Ratchet since this is our last time together... I guess we should be honest with each other."
Clank took a deep breath, collecting all his courage to say those dreaded words.
"Ratchet ... I lo -" He didn't get any further. A shoot went right through his metal head.
The blast being so strong it cause his head to fly off, severing it from his body.
Ratchet became breathless. Chocked. Paralyzed in fear.
This couldn't be happening, it just couldn't!
He just stood there motionlessly, watching Clank's limp body twitching, all while the head was lying cold on the ground next to it.
How should he manage to go on without Clank?
He threw up, disgusted. Ratchet eyes went empty, realising the one he cared about the most was gone.
This fact broke him inside, but then he changed to a smile, realising that he too soon would join him.
" WHY? WHY CLANK? WHAT THREAT DID HE POSE? HE WAS ONLY A ROBOT! "
Another slap came at him, his eyes starting to fill up with tears.
" Why do you care? It's just as you said, he's only a robot. He's only one among all the others. " Tachyon hissed at him.
" Now lombax... How do you want this? " he whispered in his ear, putting the cold metal of the gun against his back.
" NO! YOU'RE WRONG! HE'S WASN'T LIKE ALL THE OTHERS! HE - "
Four shots where fired, all penetrating his chest and abdomen, causing him to drop to his knees on the ground.
Tachyon laughed as he left the site, leaving it to his minions to clean it up.
" No... he was different... I loved him... I loved him so much... " Ratchet murmured when his head hit the ground, while taking his last breath.
He smiled again. He didn't fear death, because he knew.
Now he would get to be with Clank once more, but this time it would be forever.