I know this is a short one, the next chapter should be longer. I'm just eager to introduce my other, main, OC named Rykk.

Again, I hope you enjoy it.

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Chapter 3, Rykk

Ratchet gasped and yelped as the knife went into one of his lungs. Calamity purposely drove the blade into Ratchet's lung so he would die slowly; slower than by a stab wound to the heart. He also made sure to miss any major blood vessels.

Ratchet began to gasp and wheeze as his lung collapsed. He only had a few minutes, maybe. Terror and sadness took the young lombax. Clank, I'm so sorry. I should have left you at the Clock. You would still be alive if I had. Now, we are both dead, killed by some psychopath. Some hero I am.

Calamity walked away, "You will get to see your girlfriend suffer before you die." He drug her to within view of Ratchet. He couldn't move, just struggle to breathe. Talwyn was still out. Calamity tapped her lightly, "Hey, hey, wake up pretty. I have a surprise for you." He said in a sing-song tone.

She woke up quickly but snarled as she realized where she was. "Get away from me,"

Calamity shook his head, "Why Talwyn, don't you want to watch your boyfriend die?" The sing-song, mocking tone in his voice continued. He motioned in Ratchet's direction.

Talwyn nervously followed his motion and she almost broke down. "R, Ratchet? You're going to be okay, right?"

Ratchet couldn't speak, just gasped and nodded, yes.

Calamity just smiled, soaking in the pain, suffering, and sadness like an overeager sponge. "Oh no… he'll be dead in less than ten minutes." He bent his knees so that he was eyelevel with Talwyn. He looked at her as he said, "I figured he'd like to see his girlfriend." The psycho then forcibly kissed her. He wasn't attracted to her in any way; he had no sexual urges or desires. He did it purely for Ratchet's "entertainment".

Talwyn's stomach turned when the psycho put his lips to hers. She tried to resist, but he was way too strong. She felt so ashamed and couldn't imagine how her boyfriend felt. His situation made her feel bad enough; this was a whole new level of evil.

When Calamity released her, he smiled. "It's been a while since I've kissed anyone."

"Just kill me so I can haunt you." Talwyn said spitefully.

"Kill you?" With that Calamity grabbed her arm and bent it back. He bent it till her elbow broke and the arm bent in an… unnatural position. She shrieked; it was an ear-piercing sound.

Calamity then said in a very dark tone, "I will kill you, but first, you'll bleed, you'll scream, you'll break, and you'll beg for mercy that will never come. I wil own you all!" He then broke out in rapturous laughter.

She fell and locked eyes with Ratchet. They both knew. In that moment, they exchanged; sadness, pain, humiliation, anger, and rage. Calamity's laughter was muffled as the two exchanged looks.

The same was happening with Sly and Carmelita. Sly couldn't walk, his knee was broken and the stab wounds were excruciating. Carmelita was bruised and beaten but was otherwise fine. She wasn't going to leave though. She had been angry at Sly but now, she cared for no one else.

"Carmelita," -Sly winced as pain shot through his broken knee- "I'm sorry about the lie. But I do love you, no matter what happens, I always will."

For once in her life, Carmelita was silent. She didn't know what to say.

Suddenly the ground began to shake and Calamity stopped laughing. He looked around then snarled.

A streak of black, lightning-like energy flew at Calamity. He was able to block it with a chunk of rock but was still knocked into a rock wall. A black figure with tall, pointy ears landed where Calamity once stood. The figure looked at Ratchet and tossed him a syringe. Inside it was a slightly-glowing, green-blue liquid. "Inject yourself, you'll be fine." It/he said. His voice sounded like a young man but also had a slight supernatural voice to it. The figure was shorter than Calamity but taller than Ratchet. He stood in around 6'4" and wore a black robe with black pants. The robe had a thin silver trim on its sleeves and edges. He didn't wear a shirt under the robe. On his chest was a glowing, purple, triangular symbol. The figure had pitch-black skin, medium-length black hair with a purple shimmer to it, and a furry black tail. The tail's tip had a tuft with a dark purple tip.

Ratchet, though severely weak, took the syringe with his unhurt arm. He drove the needle into his opposite shoulder. Ratchet knew he probably had less than a minute left. In a regular situation he wouldn't have taken a drug from someone he didn't know. But his life on the line, he took the alien drug.

Calamity shook off the blast and approached the pointy-eared figure. "Rykk, you just missed out on the fun."

"Figured as such, having a good day Calamity?" Rykk grinned. His grin wasn't friendly; it was laced with anger and hate.

"I was," Calamity scowled before drawing his sword.

Rykk himself drew a pair of Tonfa-styled blades. The blades were silver in color and had a dull, black edge that protected Rykk's forearms. He twirled both blades before getting into a low combat stance. Rykk snarled, revealing sharp and pointed teeth.

The two enemies ran at each other. Their blades clashed. Rykk's twin blades were silver blurs.

Calamity, even though he had one sword, was able to keep up with Rykk's dual weapons.

A second after injecting the blue/green chemical into his body, Ratchet began to feel strange. It was a good kind of strange though. He felt a burning yet cold sensation in the wound on his chest. He was able to glance down and saw the wound heal enough to seal his lung. It wasn't completely healed, but -with a deep gasp/breath- Ratchet was able to breathe. He resisted yelling as he felt the bone in his forearms retract back into his arm. It, like his chest wound, wasn't fully healed.

Sly was in pain but felt some relief from the new character called Rykk. His leg was in agony and his chest literally burned. Bentley was scraped, cut, and bruised badly. Murray had helped him back into his broken wheelchair. Carmelita lay next to Sly. Her gun was lying past the fighting pair.

Talwyn's arm was in severe pain as she crawled over to Ratchet.

He was in better shape thanks to the serum. But Ratchet was an emotional wreck. He had caught a glimpse of his broken, robotic friend. That glimpse made him break into heavy sobbing and weeping. Clank, because of him I became a hero. He was the only one that stuck by me, no matter how much of a jerk I was. I can't believe he's gone! He's gone like Alistair, the lombaxes, my mother, and my father.

Talwyn tried to comfort the hysterical lombax. Her attention constantly shifted between Ratchet and Rykk and Calamity.

The Cooper gang also watched Calamity and Rykk's fight with great interest.

Calamity soon got an opening and kicked Rykk back.

Rykk astounded everyone (except Calamity) by disappearing into the ground. There was no hole, no crevice, nor a door. Rykk simply went into the ground like a ghost.

Sly was both scared and impressed. Now, that kind of skill would've made my job very easy.

Calamity didn't show any surprise, just concentration as he tried to locate his enemy. "Come on Rykk! You're not one for hiding!" He stomped his foot into the ground and dozens of strange energy snaked out in a radius from his foot. They moved through the ground rapidly.

A black circle appeared in front of the expanding cracks. Rykk appeared from the black spot and the spot disappeared.

Both Rykk and Calamity face each other, each in a combat ready position. Calamity shook his head, "This is neither the time nor the place I want to end you, Rykk. Those animals, sure, they're just toys. But you… we have a lot of history. I want to savor your demise in the appropriate atmosphere."

"If you think we're both getting out of this alive…"

"Oh, we will…" Calamity performed a throwing motion. A baseball-sized rock was pulled by Calamity's energy and struck Carmelita in the chest. Sly yelled but there wasn't anything he could do. "…but I'm doubtful she will." With that, Calamity flew into the pale yellow sky.

Rykk looked at Calamity then at Carmelita. The rock's impact had clearly done damage to the strange, fox/human creature. Rykk looked back into the sky and saw Calamity afar off. He gave a grunt of great frustration as he turned and went to help the hurt stranger.

Sly was petrified when Carmelita was struck by the chunk of rock. He crawled, painfully, to her. She was breathing hard and Slay checked her pulse. It was erratic and Sly became very upset. Crap! That monster gave her Tachycardia! Sly couldn't figure out what to do. The sound of the person/creature known as Rykk landing startled him.

"She's got Tachycardia," Sly was able to say.

Rykk checked her pulse, his cat-like, glowing green eyes moved as he counted. "I'm out of Healer Valkyrie, but there's an outpost near here." Rykk bent down and carefully picked up Carmelita.

Sly protested but Rykk ignored him, he was in no position to argue. He was saving this fox-persons' life.

Sly, Bentley, and Murray watched as Rykk flew away with Carmelita in his arms.

"Does anyone else have a billion questions?" Murray asked.

"More like a trillion," Bentley responded. "Who or what are those things?! And how did that one called Calamity drag me?! That freaking hurt!"

"Worse than being stabbed twice, having your knee broken, and branded?" Sly retorted. Everything hurt. Looking down, he saw the circular symbol embedded in his grey fur. Branding? What kind of monster brands? What does this symbol even mean? Look at me; I was the best thief in the world. The kind people romanticize about and now, I'm broken and helpless. My friends are hurt badly and Carmelita… who knows what that thing is doing to her.

Ratchet wasn't in mortal danger but was still hurt enough to where he couldn't move. He had calmed down enough to speak coherently. "I can't believe this."

Talwyn tried to comfort him, "Ratchet, I'm sorry about Clank, but he's a robot right?"

Ratchet nodded, "Yeah."

"So we can fix him," she gently grabbed Ratchet's chin and her diamond blue eyes looked into his. The circular emeralds were surrounded by veins of red. "You can fix him, you're the one that built his own ship out of scraps remember?"

He sniffed, "Yeah… I did, didn't I?"

"Look, I don't have a clue where we are or what we're involved in. I do know this," Her tone was calm and cool. "I love you and this Rykk; he saved us, so maybe he can tell us what's going on."