Here's a new chapter of Born To Be Brave! Yes, this is going to get a lot more fun from here on out! And I think this story will be a bit shorter than Born This Way. Don't know how much. But I believe we're about half-way through now. Possibly a little more. But this will certainly be done before Christmas. And thank God too.
/"…Neither of us taught Arianna how to swim."
That's right! Nobody did teach you. So how did you-
You don't know where this place is. It's a beach-and then there's you, with that holographic-disguise on. You're in a swimsuit and…you're with these people. There's a girl, and a man and a woman. They're the race that the little chip in your neck makes you look like. You're at a beach, and the girl is resting on a towel, reading a book. The man and the woman are in the water with you, laughing, and you're laughing with them.
There's a stab of pain in your forehead and you stumble. You shake your head, and fortunately, you don't faint. It was just a memory. "It was just a memory." You mutter. Maybe you fainted because the memories of the fall of the Lombaxes were so far back-maybe your brain needed a rest.
"You…remember something?" Ratchet asks.
"Barely." You mutter. "I was with these people at a beach. A man, a woman, and some other girl. I don't remember their names. But we were having fun."
"Your adoptive parents?" Clank suggests.
"Maybe." You still wear that chip in your neck. That way, you always have a disguise on hand. And it's certainly come in handy in the past.
"You okay?" Ratchet asks.
You nod, and you try to pull up more memories. But all you get is a headache. But this is a start. Just a start. And it's a good sign. Your memories are starting to come back. Slowly, and it'll most likely take forever to have all of them, but it's a good sign. Maybe, when this is all over, you can do research on the race you're from. You know Qwark's not a…whatever they were, because his race has two large fingers and a thumb on their hands, and the race you're looking for has four little fingers on each hand.
Ratchet's POV:
So…her memories must be starting to come back. And…if she gets all of them back, then…what if she wants to leave? What if she decides to go back to her home planet-well, not her home planet, but the planet she raised on? You…might never see her again. You feel a pang of hurt in your heart. You'll never see her again. You don't want it to end like that. You don't want anything to end. But…you won't get in her way. If that's really what she wants, then…you won't stop her. You'll tell her how you feel, and then maybe she'll stay, but you won't stop her if she doesn't feel the same./
Your POV:
"Oh, that reminds me." You take the chip in your hand. If you don't take it out often enough, it just digs deeper into the skin. The first time you pulled it out hurt like hell-and it also bled a lot.
You can't believe it. You've gotten a bit of your memory back. It's a bit of a nasty shock, and it was very small, but…it's a start. It's very much a start. You're happy about it. Really. But this is the first time this has really happened-you mean, a bit of your life back from after Tachyon's attack. And…really, the only thing that's on your mind right now is the family you must've had. You remember all those pictures you deleted from your iPod-they were your family members. Man, you wish you had them right now. Maybe they would trigger more memories-goddamn it, you just had to delete them, didn't you? Didn't you!? You're an idiot!
Okay, bagging on yourself is seriously not gonna help. And besides, right now, you do have bigger things to think about than yourself. You turn and start fiddling with your iPod. And…you come across that guy with pink hair-at least, you think it's a guy. Sounds like one.
You come to a little hookshot thing, after taking down a couple of slorgs. You look up and then you hear Clank yell "Watch out" while Ratchet says "Arianna!"
And then everything goes dark and then you do realize there's a flabberfish on your head! You let out a muffled shriek, and then sink your claws into it and pull it from your head. "Ewwwwww," You squeal. "That's disgusting! Oh, God, it's worse than that Weevoid toxin!" Your fur and hair are all sticky now! And you have a lot of hair-it's not even just long (your hair goes all down your back), but it's also really thick.
"You okay?" Ratchet asks.
You nod. "Yeah-grossed out, but okay." You shiver.
Ratchet laughs. "You gotta be more careful-and…yeah, watch your back."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Well, this is just another thing to add to your log of "situations that proof you're a clumsy dumb bitch."
And what happens next does not improve your case.
You do the hookshot, right behind Nefarious, and you don't land on your feet like everyone else does-no, you land on your face-your jaw, to be exact. Because Nefarious let go too quickly, so while he made it, you just barely hit the dock. "You did that on purpose." You accuse, standing up.
"Did not." The evil robot replies.
"Do to!"
"Did not!"
"DID TO!"
"Arianna, please," Clank's voice breaks up the argument. "I know that this is vexing for you, but please, try and remain calm."
You take a deep breath and sigh. "Okay."
…
"Be careful rookies; there's never a good reason to abandon a town."
Zephyr's right. This place looks like it hasn't been lived in forever; overgrown algae, and the wildlife is running wild. Little critters are everywhere! And they're cute, but also pretty slimy. As you found out first hand. You need to get a new pair of gloves. And you're seriously gonna need to shower when you get home. This has been quite the day. And it's not even over.
Oi.
Hollywood knows you'll never make it,
You're rich and you're skinny,
But you look like shit!
You came so close,
You could almost taste it,
But God hates your outfit!
Wow, your music is mean!
…
"Whoa, what the heck is that?"
You, Ratchet, and the others are staring at…well, it looks like…like an upside-down tornado…on water. And there's some device thing in the air. The clouds are…almost black, they're so gray-until they form near the device-it looks like lightning. Wow.
"Looks like some weather transmogrification apparatus." What? "It could be what ran the Tharpods out of town! We'll do some diggin', you just keep movin'!" Zephyr makes no sense sometimes.
You shrug and hop onto the platform with the others, and you stare at the machine in the air. Wow. Just when you think you've seen it all. Something like this happens. Then again…you've seen weirder. A lot weirder. So you guess it's okay.
The platform brings you to a new set of docks, and you need to critterstrike your way through them. Yeah, the slorgs aren't really immune to normal fire, but…well, the critterstrike just sends them flying off the dock-only, you're extra careful not to get electrocuted. Turns out, the critterstrike is actually more affective against slorgs than the warmonger is, and you wanna save the warmonger for the bigger guys anyway…well, the ammo, at least.
However, you stop in your tracks when something smashes the wood in front of you.
THERE.
Finally! I updated!
Yeah, I got a PM about Born To Be Brave, and then I was like, "…Yeah, it's time to update." HOPEFULLY, I will update again soon! Don't worry! And yeah, the sequel will be pretty short, time FFA is pretty short itself.
See you (HOPEFULLY) soon!
~Mimi