I do not own Ratchet and Clank (I wish I did) This is for entertainment purposes only.
The next chapter of Lost In The Ages awaits, enjoy!
The hand sat in the meeting room for a good hour discussing their next plan of attack on the crown.
The gang looked over a map of the kingdom.
"We will need more support, if we are planning an attack on Fort Latchwood" Brynjolf stated
Snake thought about it for a few seconds.
"Jennisville, it is the closest village to the fort, and it has been hit hard by the king. There will surely be some rebels there"
Brynjolf nodded "Yes, that would be good, but the guard has a large presence there. We will have to lure them away to get the support of the villagers"
Slick chuckles "Leave that up to me, if I know anything, it's how to tick some guards off enough to chase me down"
Brynjolf nods "That sounds like a plan, but for extra safety measures I want Shooter to shadow you as you lead the guards away"
Shooter nods.
Brynjolf looked towards Ratchet.
"I want you to forge some weapons for the villagers, Axes,short swords, long swords, and crossbows, the works"
Ratchet nods, "I will get on that now" he leaves the room and heads up to his forge on the wall.
Brynjolf turned to Snake and Breach.
"I want you guys with me, I can use some help getting the villagers inspired to fight since Slick is doing the distraction"
They nod.
"Okay then, the attack is on Wednesday, we have two more days to work out any holes in the plan."
Everyone stood up from the table and started their daily duties.
Ratchet.
Ratchet hammered away on his project, he was building a new model of crossbow that he wanted to test out. It was a pump action crossbow, that held five shots. After about an hour of hammer swinging it was completed, and he set it aside. Ratchet now started working on a small armies worth of weapons. The town had a hundred villagers living in it, so Ratchet had to make a weapon for each one of them. Seven hours had passed and Ratchet had finished today's quota of fifty weapons. His arm felt like a noodle and he was parched. Ratchet walked back into the fort and went looking for the hand.
Slick.
Slick is rummaging through his books and he can't seem to find the one he wants. He looks in every nook and cranny, but it is nowhere to be found.
"Hey guys have you seen my copy of Praetorian Tactics anywhere?"
Everyone shakes their heads, except Snake who was leaning against a wooden pillar with a grin on his face. Slick thinks he had taken the book just to get at him.
"Is there something you want to tell me Snake?"
Snake looks up and his grin goes away, "What do you want, bookworm?"
Slick glares at Snake "Where is it Snake?"
"Wheres what?"
Slick takes a deep breath, "My Praetorian tactics book, I know you have it! now where is it?"
Snake walks over to Slick "Am I hearing right, did you just say I broke one of the only rules of the hand and stole from another member?"
Slick nods "Yeah, I am saying you took my book!"
Snake pushes Slick. Slick swings at Snake but he ducks the swing and tackles Slick to the ground and punches him in the face a few times before standing back up.
"Don't ever accuse me of something like that again" he started walking off
Slick stood back up and tackled Snake to the ground when he wasn't expecting it. He put Snake in a choke hold. Snake bent forward and threw Slick over his shoulders and pounced on top of him. Snake clobbered Slicks face, he was cut open in multiple places and blood was covering his face. Slick managed to get his feet out from under Snake and he pushed him off of himself. Slick was breathing heavy and blood was dripping from his face, and his right eye was swollen shut. Slick went to walk passed Snake to end the fight but Snake grabbed a hold of Slicks tail and yanked it as hard as he could.
"YAH!" Slick screamed in pain and he clutched his behind. "That was dirty, the fight is over!"
Snake chuckled "The fight is over when I say it is" he said in a mocking tone
Slick got back into a fighting stance. Snake charged at Slick but Slick sidestepped out of the way and stomped on Snakes tail. "YAHHH!" he clutched his tail and punched a wall a few times.
"Yanking a tail is one thing, but stomping on one is a completely different matter!" Snake roundhouse kicked Slick in the face, knocking him out. "Now the fight is over" he walked out of the room still holding his sore tail.
Brynjolf.
Brynjolf walks through the fort checking everything when he notices Snake getting his tail looked at by Shooter. Brynjolf approaches the duo.
"What's going on?"
Snake looks pissed.
"Oh nothing, Slick only stomped my tail on the ground"
Brynjolf winces "and is Slick still...with us?" he asked in a joking manner
"Yeah, He is laying in the middle of the library knocked out"
Brynjolf nodded and walked to the library to check on Slicks condition. He knew Slick was going to be in bad shape though. Brynjolf approached the library and he saw Slick laying in the middle of the floor on his face in a puddle of blood.
chuckles inwardly "Nice going Snake" he approaches Slick and lifts him up. Bryn carries Slick back to Shooters little makeshift infirmary. He sets him on a bed and walks over to Shooter who was bandaging a portion of Snakes tail. "He may have a concussion, wake him up every now and again"
Shooter glances at Slick. "Holy crap Snake, what did you do to him?"
Snake chuckled "Ah you like my handiwork do ya. I punched him a few times and knocked him out with a roundhouse kick"
Shooter sighed "You do know a blow like that could kill someone right?"
Snake grinned "Well he shouldn't have stomped my tail, he is lucky I didn't put my spiked gauntlets on"
Shooter and Brynjolf just shook their heads.
The next day, Ratchet.
Ratchet spent another seven hours hammering blades. He had made thirty crossbows, thirty short swords, thirty long swords and thirty axes. over all he made a hundred and twenty weapons in two days. That way they would have some left over to load up the bare armory in the fort. Ratchet got an idea that would keep the odds in the hands favor, all he needed was the hands approval. Ratchet walked into the fort in search of Brynjolf so he could call a meeting. Twenty minutes of walking through a labyrinth of hallways and passages he managed to find Brynjolf.
"Hey Bryn, I have some things I would like to discuss with everyone, could you call a meeting?"
Brynjolf finished up whatever he was fiddling with and he nods. "Sure, get everyone into the meeting room, I will be there in a few minutes"
Ratchet nods before walking away and collecting everyone.
"What happened to you Slick?" Slick's face had bandages all over it.
Slick glanced at Snake and back to Ratchet. Ratchet understood and didn't pry. After a few minutes Brynjolf walked in and sat at the head of the table.
"So, what did you want to talk about Ratchet?" Brynjolf asked
Ratchet cleared his throat before standing up.
"Okay, so everyone seen how resistant my armor is right?" everybody nods
"I would like to smith all of you guys your own set of titanium armor"
Everyone talked among themselves for a few minutes before agreeing on the idea.
"Good, it won't be done before the raid, but it will be ready for future raids"
After a few minutes of casual talk, everyone left the table and went to sleep. They needed a good nights rest for the raid that was going to happen early in the morning.
Wow, two chapters for two fics in one day. I am on a roll. Let me know what you thought about this chapter in a review. I love you guys (Evil Ratchet Out!)