A/N: Ratchet & Clank belong to their respected owners, not me.


Megapolis...4:23pm...

The city was busy as ever. Ships were constantly travelling through the skies, robotic citizens and alien creatures roamed the streets without a care in the world. Along with their furry little friends, the protopets. Ever since the 'incident' people had initially feared the little tykes, wondering if they'd get attacked again, but due to Megacorp's efforts, the protopet was 'fixed' of its dangerous flaws. Life had returned to normal to this galaxy, and the city was returned to its peaceful state.

"What the heck are you doing?! Green means go, stupid!" Well, almost. Before a four-way hover intersection, a hooded figure travelling in an impressive looking ship, which was black with crimson red streaks, and armed with twin blasters on both wings, along with triple missle launchers, boosters...(you get the idea), was honking his horn at the ship in front of him which was not moving at all. "C'mon, it's going to turn red soon!" Like the male said, the lights turned red, resulting in an angry yell, and banging on the ship's wheel. The figure wore some sort of battle suit which was a dark blue-green color, along with a red cape and hood. His face only showed his eyes, which was a bright teal color, the rest of his face was the same color as his suit. When the lights turned back to green, he cursed, ramming the driver in front of him and pushed him off to the side. He had no time to lose.

Ignoring the curses, explosions, and sirens, he zipped forward, zig-zagging his way through the city before reaching one of the many apartments that were built in the area. Landing just in front of the door steps, he hopped out the vehicle, and proceeded to the door. The moment he reached it, he rang the doorbell.

Twice.

Three times.

And so on.

Before long, a loud thud was heard from the other side of the door, along with a few curses and grumbles, and the door opened revealing a very tired, and messy, lombax. He appeared to be in his late teens, and looked as though he just woke up, what with his PJs still on, hair standing up in a messy fashion, and having both eyes barely open.. His eyes were a red color, while his fur was like all lombaxes, yellow with brown stripes. "Must you always come so early?..."

"It is almost 4:30, you dimwit." The figure snapped, walking up to the lombax. "Hurry up and get dressed and ready." The lombax let out a whine, shutting the door.


It was about 15 minutes before the lombax showed itself, yawing. He seemed to have gotten out of his sleeping clothes and wore armor similar to the other male. Only, he had no cape or hood, and it was more of a silver color. Not to mention, his tail was wagging lazily behind him.

"Why do I have to do this, again?" He asked, literally falling into his seat in the hooded man's ship.

"Because you owe me, and this involves you too." The Hooded man said, launching the ship. He looked at his companion, who only held a blank look. Slapping his forehead, he grabbed a holo-book, and smacked it into the lombax's head.

"Ow! You know, you could always pass it nicely." He grumbled, watching a 3-d image of another lombax appear. This one looked to be much bigger, older, and more experianced than himself. "Oh yeah, now I remember. Eugh, not sure if this'll end well, though."

"Would you shut it, Null? You said you'd give me a hand in this." The lombax flinched.

"Ugh, I know, I know...just, if it involves lombaxes..."

"Whatever, he's the only one you'll have to see."

"Probably." Null sighed, seeing that the planet they just came from becoming nothing more than a tiny speck.

"Just keep him still, I'll be the one to face him."

"But he's against some villain trying to destroy the world, right?"

"That doesn't mean he will do something stupid in the end."

"Er, maybe we can meet with him somewhere other than on the battlefield?"

"Pfft! He practically lives there. No, the only choice we have is to corner him, and face him head-on." Null gulped, seeing a dangerous glint in the hooded man's eyes.

"What will you do when you 'face' him then?"

"I'll try to ask him to stop whatever he's planning, but..." The hooded man turned his head to Null. "If he doesn't...I'll deal with him personally." And answered gravely. Null sighed again, rolling his eyes. Still haven't forgiven him, have you? The ship let out a beep, and the robotic voice of the A.I spoke out.

"PREPARING TO WARP TO SOLANA GALAXY." Null simply laid back against his seat, trying to get comfortable for it would be some time before the ship arrives at its destination.


Hooded man's ship is basically Ratchet's ship from Going Commando, with all its stuff, just different color. Many can probably say who the 'Hooded Man' is, but eh, maybe some won't. And the lombax here is just some random OC I'm putting in, not Ratchet. If confused, more of it will be revealed later on so no worries.