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DISCLAIMER: Any lyrics found within are not my property, nor is the title of the story and some chapters; they belong to the band Rush. The same is with all characters; they are the property of Insomniac Games. All that is my property is the storyline.

So, without anymore else, here it is!

Red Sector "A"

Chapter 1-Discovery

Ratchet awakens to his alarm clock playing Rush at full blast. He cuts the alarm clock off, stumbles out of bed and nearly trips over his Rickenbacker bass and amp, and goes up to the garage, where Clank is.

"Morning, Clank." "Good morning, Ratchet. Have you seen the news recently?" The Lombax ponders for a second, and replies.

"No, I don't believe I have." "Well, Ratchet, I'm afraid it's bad news." The Lombax reflects on a song's lyrics, saying, "So do me a favor and tell me the good news first." Clank goes ahead with the news, turning on the HV to News Channel 6, with everyone's favorite couple, Dallas and Juanita.

"Good morning to everyone out there, it's Dallas Jones-" "and Juanita Jones-" with the news. Our big story: Recent sharp declines in the Lombax popluation have many galactic citizens concerned, especially since one Lombax in particular is of concern-Ratchet."

The Lombax turns the HV off, sitting there with his mouth agape. He wonders why the Lombaxes are disappearing. Is it war? Famine? Terrorist attacks on them? Then, his mind races to one in particular: Angela Cross.

Good ol' Angela. I hope she's ok. Man, we could be two of the last of our kind. His mind returns to the real world, and he utters only two words: "Find Angela."

He grabs his bass (as a form of entertainment), his N60 Storm, his Tesla Barrier, and his Arbiter, and tosses them in his "Red Barchetta" Star Explorer. Clank is there, all ready to go.

"Ratchet, what are we doing?" "Clank, my people are in danger, and we have to protect Angela! This is serious!" Clank, on the verge of refusal, sees the pleading in Ratchet's eyes, his want to protect Angela.

"Well, okay. We'll do it." But there is no "ye-sss!", or fist-pumping, just utter silence." Ratchet takes off, playing the Rush song "Red Sector A", a reminder about being the last ones left alive.

"Ratchet, do you think she is okay?" "I can only hope, but knowing Angela, she will be okay. She's tougher than nails, man. She'll live."

Clank pilots the ship for a while, as Ratchet plays his bass to help relax. He is so worried for Angela, he chokes back tears. He doesn't know if he's ever been this worried for someone in his life. He wonders if they are the last two Lombaxes alive. They will be responsible for what's killing the Lombaxes and how to bring more Lombaxes into the galaxy.

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The ship enters the Bogon Galaxy, home to Angela Cross. Ratchet brings up Grelbin on the navigational computer and sets a course for the planet. He lays back in the captain's chair and listens to more Rush on the ship's stereo.

Suddenly, the music stops. "Clank, what the hell-" A message comes on the nav compter-from Angela! "This is Angela Cross contacting Ratchet on secure band seven-echo foxtrot." "Ratchet here. Thank God you're alive!" "Alive, what do you mean?" "I'll tell ya when we get there."

The ship shudders as it goes through the atmosphere, right on track for Angela's house. The ship lands on the landing pad, and Ratchet jumps out, N60 in hand. Angela opens the door, and Ratchet rushes to her, Clank on his heels.

"Hey, Ratchet, I-umm, why are you rushing in here?" "He pushes her in the house, pulling Clank in and slamming the door behind him.

"Ratchet, what the hell is going on?" The male Lombax stares, mouth agape, before he replies, "You mean you haven't heard? Th- oh, I'll tell you in the ship, hurry up!"

She sits there, wondering what the problem is. "Okay, just give me a second to change clo-" "No, we have to go now!"