Talwyn went into the decrepit building with trepidation. God knows what was waiting inside there for them. Keeping her blaster raised she carefully placed her steps over plant life and crumbling furniture. She made it to the back of the room, her robotic friends staying close behind her, and found a large wardrobe. Figuring this was the spot the bird had said she put her gun between her teeth and grabbed hold of the large door. She heard a loud whine coming from the door as she moved the heavy thing. She pushed at the backing of the closet and it caved in just as the flying creature had said. She looked back smilling at her friends. This was it! They were finally going to find their friends!
The same noise she had heard while opening the door echoed again and the Markazian realized with horror it hadn't been the door, but a scream. She took off into the darkness behind the closet and ran as fast as she could down the small staircase. The scream blazed in her ears again and Talwyn recognized the voice. It was Ratchet.
Running madly she made it to a small door at the end of the case and flung it open quickly. As her eyes adjusted to the light of the dimly lit room she gasped.
Before her, hung her friends in chains. Clank a huge gash in his side, had leaked oil and other fluids to the ground. One of his eyes was missing and he twitched gently in time to the electric currents that pulsed through the open wires from his eye and from the gash. Ratchet was an even worse sight. He looked almost dead as he hung in the air too, with one eye sporting a deep cut, the other swollen shut. Blood ran from his neck, knees and wrists. His fur was dirty and crusted and he had not a single garment on to hide his shame. What made the woman the angriest was the smuggler, who now stood behind her lombax friend, holding Ratchet's rear in the air with his pants undone.
The smuggler had a surprised look on his face as Cronk and Zephyr caught up to Miss Apogee and now took in the same scene themselves. The smuggler slowly began to do up his trousers and Talwyn lost it.
"You son of a bitch!" She screamed unlike her regular relaxed self and ran at the smuggler. With expert timing the smuggler wiped out his knife and held it to Ratchet's neck using his other hand to grab at the hair on his head and tilt the lombax's head back. Talwyn froze. The crook composed himself and plastered a cocky grin on his face.
"Well now," He said "Seems like we got off on the wrong foot."
things are going down now! Enjoy!