Me: hey Ratchet check out my new hypnomatic
Ratchet: I swear if you use that thing on me.
Me: you'll what
Ratchet: I'll cut your ba-
Review of chapter 6
Ratchet: not again
"What should we do to her?" asked R1
"We can drown her." R2 suggested
"Or electrocute her"
"Or shoot her." Ratchet charged at them
"Or just beat her up."
"We could let Ratchet do it." Ratchet stopped. He felt himself loosing control. R1 passed him a dagger she seem to get from just nowhere. He turned around. Angela looked on towards him and he walked towards her sell. She could feel her heart beet growing stronger and stronger and going faster and faster. He was at her cell now she backed up into the corner of her sell. Then all of a sudden Ratchet jammed the knife in to the lock hard enough to open it and grabbed her hand. They started running there had to be a way out. But there wasn't.
"He's more resistant than we thought." R1 was still calm
"Turn up the power." Ratchet fell to his knees trying to stop the Hypnomatic from getting to him. Angela was quick to be at him side.
"Keep going Angela!"
"I'm not going with out- ooof!" Ratchet had plunged the dagger into her chest and smiled a little.
"Should have listened" There was no evidence of the on Ratchet's face or by the way he walked away. But on the inside Ratchet was screaming.
Chapter 7: The Offer
Angela stared at Ratchet who was still waking towards R1 and R2 the dagger still inside her chest. She fell to her knees. Her vision started to blur as the once well lit room started to darken. She fell to the floor flipping her body as to not put the dagger further into herself. Blood escaped the wound making a huge puddle. Ratchet had reached R1 and R2 who were looking on. R1 looked at her robotic companion.
"Should we turn it off?"
"Ya." R2 turned off the hypnomatic.
Ratchet tripped over himself like a drunken teenager
"Angela!" he suddenly grasped reality and ran over to her.
"I'm sorry. I tried to stop myself but… " Ratchet paused. Why couldn't he have stopped himself? He picked her. Blood was starting to redden his fur.
"But I…" Ratchet stammered some more. Did he let this happen to himself did he just enjoy doing this to her? He asked himself over and over again. Angela mumbled something.
"What?" Ratchet asked. Then right there in his hands Angela died. Ratchet shook her causing her head to bobble around. But there was no response.
"Wait! I get it. This is another trick!"
"A trick he says." R1 smiled
"He wants to see a trick. Lets show him one."R2 said turning on the hypnomatic. Ratchets fur slowly turned back to its normal color. The blood on the floor seemed to rewind entering the wound from the floor. Angela got up from the ground and forced the dagger out of her chest. The wound closed slowly. Ratchet look on in amazement. Angela looked angry. And approached ratchet dagger in hand the reflection of the dagger shining in his eyes.
"Ok I get it!" Ratchet yelled
"How much space do you have in your ship?" Asked R2
"Enough." Ratchet replied assuming that you want the two wanted him to fly them somewhere.
PHEONIX
Sasha paced the floor worried about Ratchet it had been a day since he had left and she had no way of contacting him. She hadn't talked to the V.P. since the incident. She was disgusted but stayed quiet about it. She wasn't in the army anymore so she had lots of free time and the Q force decided to let her stay on the phoenix. She went to Ratchet old courters and stared at the VG-9000. no one has touched it since Ratchet Ratchet left. Not even al. The War against the Tyrranoids had everyone working very hard and since Ratchet and Sasha weren't working they had to put even more effort into it. She Sat at the couch and tried to enjoy the silence. But she couldn't. All she thought about was Ratchet. A hand touched her shoulder making her jump a little bit.
"What is it." She said a bit annoyed.
"That wasn't necessarily a warm welcome but I'll except it." Ratchets voice replied.
"Ratchet?" Sasha smiled? Turning around to see him standing over her with roses.
"it is you!" she hoped out of the chair and embraced him. He didn't show much enthusiasm or happiness.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Ratchet lied; the expression on his face exploiting it.
"Tell me!" She whined.
"I'm worried about your father figuring out I'm here."
"Ratchet I know when you're lying."
"Have you ever thought…" Ratchet paused
"Thought what?"
"That we're fighting on the wrong side?" Sasha was shocked. And there was silence for about a minute.
"How can you even say that?"
"What if something was happening to me and I couldn't tell you…"
"What do you mean?"
"It doesn't matter. You and I have a window of opportunity that won't be there for long."
"Fighting with the Tyrranoids?" Ratchet started feeling the hypnomatic taking control.
"Sasha go…"
"Take my ship take anything just get off the Phoenix."
"I want you to explain."
"I'm not allowed too! I'm serious go! I had a certain time to do something and if you don't go now…"
"Ratchet!" Ratchet stared deep into her eyes. And fluffed around with his hands a little bit.
"It was just a joke…a stupid joke."
"Well it wasn't funny!"
"Sorry" he said
THAT NIGHT.
Helga stirred in her bed. Time for a midnight snack. She went over to her personal fridge. And opened it. The light from it reviewed half of Ratchets face. He was against the wall with his arms crossed grenade in had
"Vat are you doing here?"
"Are you familiar with this?" Ratchet threw the grenade and caught it. Helga scratched her head.
"It's an EMP" she said nothing. Ratchet sighed. How could a robot not know this?
"EMP is and acronym for Electro Magnetic Pulse Grenade. Wanna learn what it dose?" Ratchet didn't wait for a response and just threw the grenade at her feet. It exploded in a big blue ball of light that filled the room. The Massive robot tumbled to the ground shaking the area around. Skidd then realized the flash and then woke up. He was tired but he felt he should prove himself worthy of the team. He opened the door to Helga's room the light from the refrigerator now shining on him.
"Is anyone there dude?"
"I am." Ratchet whispered so that skid wouldn't recognize him and call for help. He stayed in the shadows and quietly made his way behind Skidd.
"Who is it?" Skidd was now terrified. He heard a gun cock. And felt it connect to his head. Ratchet tried to resist but he pulled the trigger.