Hearts of Cold Blood
Three weeks of recovery had done Ratchet good, he had spent his time mostly relaxing in the sun and tinkering with what little junk he had at his disposal.
While on his little vacation he had noticed that Argrel hadn´t been the same recently, he was always away and ate very little (and he ate little in general).
But Ratchet was getting bored as usual, he decided to go for a walk in the city, the high chief had positioned guards outside the hut to escort him should he want to leave for a short while.
His conversations with the guards were almost always unpleasant, while they would much more walk around the city than stand at an entrence they still hated the prescence of a Lombax.
Still they really didn´t have a say in the matter, if the prisoner wanted to walk then he sould be able to for a short while.
He and the two heavily armoured guards went to the streets of Kremin in search of something interesting to see.
They approached the market which was busy as always, by now Ratchet had gotten used to the eyes staring at him, he still would have thought though that they would have lost interest in staring at him.
When they were in the middle of the market Ratchet heard someon running within the crowd, he heard shouting as well.
„STOP THAT THEIF!" He heard a guard yell.
Before his escorts could react to the ruckus a young Lyzaar came out of the crowd, he was incredibly fast.
Ratchet couldn´t get a good look at him but he saw that he was nothing like the other Lyzaar he had seen.
The thief had a bag of food in his hands and he ran way ahead of the guards, as he approached Ratchet and his escorts Ratchet got ready to stop him.
He attempted to get in the thief´s way, figuring that if he did the Lyzaar might look kindly upon him, and they probably would have but this pickpocket had feet faster than a shot from a blaster.
As soon a Ratchet tried to stop him the thief took a giant leap over Ratchet´s shoulders, there was no way the Lombax could have seen that coming.
Ratchet turned behind him and saw the thief disappear into streets, the guards who were chasing him ran after him but Ratchet guessed that they wouldn´t find him.
He stared at the footprints left by the thief, and he made a decision, he was going to find that thief and he was going to hand him over to the chieftain.
If the chieftain realized that Ratchet meant to make amends for whatever dreadful things the Lombaxes had done to his race then maybe he would let him go.
He was going to track the thief tonight but no one would find out beforehand.
It´s been one delay after another but I should soon be back on track, this one is rather short but I made it to let you guys know that I haven´t forgotten about you.