The last thing I remember is Ratchet whacking me across the face with his wrench. My falling words were, "My fans can't live without me!" And then I shut down. Nothing but blackness. Until now.
I slowly blinked, after I had made the mistake of opening my eyes and being blinded. I let my vision focus and tried to move when I realized, I couldn't. I started to panic and pulled at whatever was holding me down. I was strapped to a table. "Oh my God." I thrashed harder when I realized I wasn't going anywhere. "He-mphhh." I tried to scream for help but a furry hand covered my mouth. I instantly thought 'Ratchet'. I tried screaming even louder and upped my attempts to get free. "Shhh. Calm down." I soft female voice whispered in my ear. "I'm not going to hurt you." I stopped trying to scream and let tears fall down my face. Wait-tears? I wasn't given a chance to think about it as the girl spoke again. "I'm going to take my hand off your mouth, okay? It's very important that your quiet, if we're found, well, we're both going to be fried. For good." I nodded and she took her hand off my mouth. "Who are you?" I whispered. "There's not time. You've been here long enough. I'll tell you on our way back to Solara. Just know that I'm a friend, and you wouldn't be here if it wasn't for me." 'Oo-kay.' "Can you get me off this table?" "Yes, just know, I know how to get out of here, you: don't." I nodded. "Unlock me?" She flipped a switch and the metal cuffs holding me down opened. I slowly stood up and noticed that a felt a little off. I shrugged it off and looked at my savior. I couldn't see what she looked like because she was hidden under a teal cloak. Odd, I know, but I said nothing. I did see that her hands were furry, not like I hadn't known that already.
"Stay close to me." She ordered and handed me a blitz gun. I had my lasers, but I wasn't going to complain. She unlocked a small door on the side of the room and le e through it. We crept underneath the metal floors and you could see the guard's feet through the small holes.
We made it to the ship without any problems, but as soon as we went to hop in the ship, a guard seen us. "Courtney Gears is escaping. Code 4039. Courtney Gea-"He was cut off by my gun. We hopped in the ship and were flying away when the main alarm sounded.
We were flying in silence for a minute and I stared at my savior. She had pulled her cloak away from her body after we got some distance from the havoc of that main ship. She wasn't a Lombax, like Ratchet, so that was a good thing. She did have the same type of fur though. But it was trimmed, and she had distinct lines on her face. I'm assuming the human equivalent of freckles. I was made to be perfect, so I didn't have anything like that. The thought made me kind of sad, but I shrugged it off. I broke the silence. "Who are you?" "My name is Angela. Angela Cross." "Okay, Angela Cross, why did you save me?" "Because Ratchet and his stupid robot destroyed my life too." I was taken aback. Was this another villain? I snorted, "What did he do to you?" "Hmm, let's see, I'll start at the beginning for you. I was trying to save the galaxy from being eaten by these things called Protopets-" "I heard about those! Those blue fuzzy creatures that tried to kill everyone?" "Yeah, anyway, I was stealing the first one so no more could be produced. Well Ratchet was under the producer's payroll, so he decided to stop me. Well, he almost killed me taking down my ship." "Been there…" Courtney whispered. "After he found out what the Protopet was being used for, he helped me in containing it, than destroyed it, taking all the credit that I should have had. I would have been set for life! But now I'm stuck actually being a thief. On top of that, while we worked together, we had a relationship briefly, but he left me to run off with his precious Clank. Oh, after he fucked me of course. My first relationship with a guy at that…" I inhaled sharply- wait, I can do that? I shook myself. "That's so-"I struggled to find words. "Fucked up?" She finished with a chuckle. "Yeah, I know. But now, I just create missions for myself by helping those who he fucks over or gets in his way." She shrugged. "I hate Ratchet, and I want to see him fail." She finished with venom. "My story seems weak in comparison. All he did was practically kill me. Which he did to you as well." I pointed to her. "Oh God, you don't know do you?" "Know what?"
