This chapter gets kind of disgusting; those with unreasonably squeamish stomachs are cautioned.

Chapter 11: Battle for Grelbin part 3/ confusion 3 (thanks so much Jay man I feel stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid!)

Clank stepped out of a drop ship on the other side of the valley. He could see a drop ship that was under attack by friendly soldiers from the other side. Connor also stepped out from behind him.

"I hope Ratchet is alright."

"We sure do need him…he's a good leader. But recently I don't know…" Conner looked at clank.

"I know what you mean."

"And what's with R1? Why is ratchet calling her Rachel?"

"She suggested we call her that."

"Why…"

"Err…"

"Sir? Are you ready the troops are standing by for your orders? The battle's closer so a decision is needed." A ranger interrupted.

"Right. We need to help get to that last large drop ship. Someone important is in there."

Ratchet ducked behind a large patch f snow. Panting and puffing, he looked over his shoulder to see if all was clear. Soldiers were charging the ship only to be shot down by the drop ship's massive turrets and it's missiles. Troops were eventually gathering the sense to hide behind something. Ratchet could see missile's fly towards the ship and hit it but it didn't seem to even put a dent in it.

Swoosh! Rachel sled to ratchet's side kicking up loads of snow and ice.

"Damn Ratchet." She said throwing her useless N60 into the snow.

"Don't just run off like that. It's hard to keep up with you in all this snow." She pulled out her mini-rocket tube.

"Wait!" Ratchet shouted

"What?"

"Sasha's coming out."

"What is that thing?" Rachel asked looking at the unusually large gun in her hand.

"Run…"

"What's going on?"

"Just go!" Ratchet got up and forced Rachel up as well both of the dropped their guns. Sasha pulled the trigger of the RY3NO (ya I could have said RYNO 3 or RYNOIII but I didn't want to) Ratchet could feel explosions getting closer and closer to him and heating up the back of his neck. Sasha started to pull the trigger rapidly and explosions were ripping the area apart. Ratchet hopped into a bunker with Rachel. Ratchet could feel the explosions heat from the explosions. Snow and dirt rained on ratchet and Rachel. Ratchet looked to see many soldiers down to help injured one's. drop ships were completely destroyed…there was no escape for miles unless another drop ship risks it coming to the valley.

"Now what?" Rachel muttered. Ratchet looked out side the bunker.

"We can go but it has to be quick." Everyone in the bunker looked at Ratchet like he was crazy.

"Ratchet we have no guns, No plan, no escape…what are you planning to do."

"I'm getting Sasha back and if you aren't going with me, fine!" Rachel sighed.

"Were behind you sir." One of the galactic rangers said, saluting to ratchet.

"Thanks. I owe you one." Ratchet looked towards Rachel who nodded solemnly. Ratchet Rachel and all 14 galactic ranger's who were with them Stepped out of the bunker and fired towards Sasha's drop ship. Ratchet got out his wrench and prepared for the fight of his life. In response to the attack Sasha only made one gesture of the hand and was imidiatltely granted at least two-dozen other soldier's. Finally the two groups clashed in what seemed to be a fur ball of rangers and tyrranoids. Ratchet was being surrounded tyrranoids. There was one coming straight for him. Ratchet winded back his wrench and came back with full force making the Tyrranoid spiral to the ground. Then he flipped away dogging bullet's that were coming from behind him. He then switched his body around and ran straight for the Tyrranoid. Ratchet kneed him to the floor and struck with his wrench to times.

"OUCH!" ratchet yelled. Sasha hit him from behind. Ratchet didn't even know what hit him. He flipped his body around to see her pointing a gun to his head.

"Sasha?" he gasped. Before she could pull the trigger Rachel tackled her to the snow and tried to bind her hands together.

"Ratchet, are you all right?" she asked. Sasha jerked herself from under Rachel, and shot ratchet in the stomach before he could get up. Rachel tried to dogged the shot's coming she realized were coming from behind her but it was to late. The moment Rachel's head hit the floor the ranger's scattered.

"Take him to the drop ship!" She said, kicking ratchet in the head and knocking him out.

"What about this one?" a Tyrranoid called pointing to Rachel who was trying to craw away from all the chaos.

"Sure."

NOT TO FAR AWAY…

"They're trying to take Ratchet!" Conner cried. Clank hopped on to his back.

"Go! We can still save them." clank said. Connor charged toward the drop ships door, where ratchet and Rachel were being taken.

"Go faster!" Clank said. Connor was sprinting as fast as he could. The sliding doors started to close.

"Where not going to make it!" Connor said. He jumped in just as the doors closed and whipped out a pistol and used it to take out a guard on his left and on his right clank zapped some of the others. That was the last thing Connor remembered because as he turned a corner…

WHACK!

SOMETIME LATER.

Ratchet opened his eyes…

"Ouch…" he moaned. He tried to put his hands up to wipe his face but his hands were locked up.

"What the…?" he was locked by his hands and legs. He looked over to his side and what he saw surprised him to the point of no end.

SOMETIME EARLIER.

Ratchet smashed his hand against the wall of his cell that he shared with Rachel.

"I'm so stupid…this is all my fault." Ratchet said. Rachel gritted her teeth.

"If I hadn't-"

"Shut up! You've been going on about this for days!" Rachel snapped

"Ya don't be so hard on yourself." Connor added.

"I can't believe it I thought she would know me."

"I don't know anything about who I was." Rachel said.

"Why would she?"

"I don't know I just wasn't thinking. GOD DAMNIT, I'm getting hungry! Do you think there're ever gunna feed us something decent?" Ratchet said looking at a plate of soggy pet food. Ratchet grabbed a slimy handful and stuffed it in his mouth. He threw up a few seconds later.

"AARG!" he yelled. He got up and threw the plate in to the wall.

A guard that was walking down the hall noticed.

"You're wasting out food?"

A week later he was sticking his finger down his throat and throwing up on purpose so he could eat it. The tyrranoids wouldn't give him food anymore, the others would watch ratchet in disgust as he ate as if he had never eaten in his life.

PRESENT TIME.

Ratchet just stared at his hand…he wanted to cry. He was in a dark room. But he could see a little. Maybe his eyes were deceiving him. He looked around to see if anyone was there.

"Hello?" he yelled.

"Hello? Hello? Hello?" only an echo called back…nothing…was anything even real anymore? Where was he? What was going on?

SOMETIME EARLIER.

"Ratchet? Ratchet wake up!" Someone's voice called.

"Ratchet please!" Ratchet felt around himself. Damn, he had changed. He had lost a lot of weight and he was weird…all the time. He would always's drone on to himself about Sasha.

"Ratchet I screwed you up big time…"

PRESENT TIME.

"No one's here…why is everything so dark?" Ratchet's mind started to play tricks on him and he started feeling things. First warmth the coldness and then hands. Voices were fading in and out.

"What the hell is going on with me? Why is this happening?" ratchet asked himself.

SOMETIME IN THE PAST…

"Ratchet. Come on! You can do it."

"I can't anymore! It's…"

Rachel knocked him out with one solid blow.

"Sorry…"

PRESENT TIME.

Ratchet looked at his hands again.

"What happened?"

Ratchet's head was starting to itch.

RECENT PAST.

Ratchet's body was dragged across. His head bobbed around. He was a complete mess. There was vomit all over his shirt. And his head was rolled back in his eyes. The bi-obliterator awaited him.

I hope I can finish this before the end of the year.