((Please note that this is an alternate scenario in which Ratchet has a sister. If you don't like it, pay it no mind. I don't write fanfics often, but when I do, I tend to give the canon characters' personalities my own little twist. Keeping them in-character as best as possible, but changing them up ever so slightly. It's like trying a new style of art.))
((Flashback scenes have been italicized.))
Chaos. That is what awaited me when I set foot on Ranu, homeworld of the Ranuki... my
home. It wasn't always like this. The last time I was here, everything was perfect. There was
growing vegetation, fresh water... life. But none of that was present now. The crops had been
burned, buildings leveled, and ships (what little we had) destroyed. The inhabitants of Ranu
chose to live off the land rather than develop their technology. That choice ended up being their
downfall.
"Kaden told you... he told you not to trust him... why didn't you listen?" I said as I
observed my surroundings. "Your mistake cost my people their lives."
"Emperor Tachyon," said the Drophyd soldier, "there is nothing left. The Lombaxes are
gone."
"But they're not dead. And that is what I want."
"I understand, but unfortunately we cannot locate them."
"And what about the infants?"
"It will be possible to track them down."
The Cragmite prince sat on his throne, still so full of hatred, though Fastoon was now in
ruins. He would not rest until every Lombax was wiped from existence. And without the
Dimensionator, that wouldn't be happening anytime soon. There was nothing left for him to do
now but hunt down the two infant Lombaxes that had been sent to the Solana Galaxy.
"I want them found," he said, turning to his second-in-command.
"Yes, sir. I shall order the troops to-"
"Wait," Tachyon interrupted. It had just occurred to him that they weren't quite finished
there yet. One task still remained. "Their allies." He whispered.
The Soldier looked at him, confused. "Sir?"
"The Lombaxes have allies on Ranu. Allowing them to live is just leaving ourselves
vulnerable to an attack. We cannot take that chance."
"But, Emperor Tachyon," said the Soldier, "the Ranuki are a peaceful race. They do not
have the technology to-"
"Exactly! With their pitiful defenses, they'll be no match for our forces. That is why we
must move now." With that, his walking throne headed toward his ship. "You should never
underestimate an enemy."