Hi guys. This is the first fanfiction I have written so far. Please take the time to review my story, and tell me what you think. Enjoy!
Chapter 1
He has been through more than hell all his life - always on the run, rejected by everyone, his species being almost extinct… and yet, he always felt that the pain and suffering was going to end, hoping that days of peace would finally arrive for him, hoping that he would finally be free from the hell that slowly made him decay into nothingness.
But now he felt differently.
The wind blew hard against his body, sending a cold shiver down his spine. The human narrowed his eyes against the blinding sun in an effort to prevent sand from blowing into his eyes. The sun beat down on his skin, burning him as he tried to keep his gaze on the ships that was about to make contact. Even though the sun blinded him and the sand stung his eyes, he did not dare to move his eyes from the ships.
He could not. The last of his kind was about to crash into the enemy ship.
Clouds of fire engulfed the sky as the ships made contact. He could hear the noise as the two ships connected and felt a slight shock pushing him backwards. Tears filled his soft, sharp blue eyes. He wanted to feel the pain, to honour them by grieving their deaths, but he felt nothing - instead, his heart cloaked itself, numbing him against pain. It was too much to for his body to bear.
He thought of the crash – maybe he should go check to see what he can scavenge. But what would he find? He could only imagine.
"The enemy has finally won" he thought, feeling as if he is being engulfed by an endless storm. The enemy, being a Zoni, with armies of robots doing his bidding, has sought to kill them for many years. One by one they were murdered, until only he and the old couple were left. He thought of the other teenagers – Peter, Jack and Mary. Was it really just a few days ago that they died?
He remembered how this day started typically - everybody rushed out of bed to see why the alarms went off, quickly trying to get ready for another day as they gazed not-so-surprised at the enemy ship that pursued them. But because the trio - Daniel and his wife, Annabelle, along with his nephew, Michaelangelo - were the last ones left, and being chased by the Zoni boy himself, things turned out differently. Fear gripped their hearts when they realized that the Zoni himself was on their tails.
Everybody was on high alert. Michaelangelo could feel the adrenaline pump through his veins, making his body shake.
"Ann, take control of the ship. Michaelangelo, make sure all exits are secure while I get the weapons!" Daniel ordered, moving quickly. Michaelangelo thought how this could be his last day, of how close he was to death - he knew that they had little ammunition left.
Having secured the exits, Michaelangelo rushed to the cockpit to see what was happening. "Maybe we should warp to one of the nearest planets. There might be some sort of military force that can scare them away." he suggested as fear still clawed at his heart.
Annabelle agreed, switching to warp mode. Peter entered the room, quickly putting on his suit. "I will try to blast them off our trails. You guys try to fly us to safety!"
But nothing they tried worked. They ended up circling a strange, desert-like planet as the ship gained on them. The Zoni and his warships fired wildly on them. Daniel shot back, successfully eliminating some of the warships.
But it was not enough.
They just could not escape - the enemy ship was too fast and too powerful. They did not know what to do – if they stop to fight, they die. If they try to get away, they die. Either way, they would have died.
But, of course, survival was possible. Even though the sacrifice for it was not what Michaelangelo wanted.
Daniel and Annabelle made the biggest decision of their lives. They pushed Michaelangelo out of the ship at the last minute, sacrificing their own lives for his. Then they made a sharp turn - he watched as the burning ships slowly made their trek towards the ground. He felt how his heart was being shredded to pieces, shaking as he watched the last of his kind die.
Now he is all alone
And he has no idea where he is.
…..
Ratchet felt he needed some air –it has been a while since he got out of the house, and he always enjoyed going for a walk. How could he not enjoy the beauty of this planet? Veldin – his home for most of his life. With its tall sand-pillars, specs of plants here and there, and a wide variety of species, this was quite an interesting planet.
And a hot one.
The golden Lombax greatly envied Grim's workshop, the "garage" as they call it - after all, he had many wonderful memories connected to that place. Grim, the caring father that took him in when he was a baby, abandoned with no name and no notes when Grim found him; that faithful night he met Clank, saving the tiny robot from the crashed ship before it exploded; becoming a Galactic Ranger… Sure, there were bad memories and bad times too, but that does not make Veldin any less wonderful.
He enjoyed planet Veldin the most - of all the places open to him, he chose this one. It may be one of the least populated, hottest and the most barren planets he knew, but his heart always stayed here - maybe because it is so peaceful, or because he had many wonderful memories there. Either way, he just loved being there.
An explosion nearby made him take cover behind a sand-pillar as he closely studied the clouds of fire in the sky. Once he was sure that the coast was clear, he decided to check and see if any of the citizens got hurt.
That's when he saw him.
He did not recognize the species that stood before him immediately - at first he thought he was like Captain Qwark.
But Captain Qwark did not have five fingers. And he was way taller and bigger than this stranger.
He carefully approached him, not knowing what to expect. He studied his face closely - cuts and bruises decorated his face; brown fur only on top of his head and on the bottom of his face, his skin a very pale orange…. The creature looked rattled as he watched the crash - he must have known someone in one of those ships.
Ratchet saw a piece of metal falling towards the being with an incredible speed. Before he could move a muscle, the creature was already lying unconscious on the ground.
Ratchet rushed to his side. He tried to remove the metal piece but ended up hopping around, holding his hand. The metal wasextremely hot.
He gave it a quick shove, finally getting it out of the way. When he tried to pick the boy up (he seemed to be very young), the realization hit him: he is human! He doesn't know much of them, except that they were practically extinct, just like the Lombaxes. He also knows that a decade-old war has been waged between a family of Zoni and the remaining humans. That is probably why one of those ships looked like it belonged to a Zoni. He never understood how a species as kind and gentle as the Zoni decided to wage war. That was just so unlike them.
Ratchet tried to carry the boy, but he realised that it would take too long. The boy didn't look seriously injured, but you never know – what if he has internal bleeding? Brain damage? The risk was just too big – he decided to contact Clank instead, hoping that that would be a better solution.
Soon Clank arrived with medical assistance. The doctor quickly studied his patient.
"Everything seems normal. No broken bones," he moves to the other side of the boy, listening to his heart rate through a stethoscope, "Heart rate seems to be normal."
The doctor stands up, butting his stethoscope away. "He is lucky that he survived the collision with no serious injury. He has nothing more than a concussion and some minor burns. Does he live nearby?"
Ratchet shakes his head. "No. But we will take him to our home and see if we can help him."
"Yes, especially now that he is one of the last humans left," Clank said.
Ratchet did not know what to expect from all of this, but he had a nagging feeling that this human's future was intertwined with his.
