Ratchet and Clank Future:
The Blue Orb
I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING OF OFF RATCHET AND CLANK, INSOMNIAC GAMES DOES. I REPEAT, I DON'T, INSOMNIAC GAMES DOES!
Chapter 2: He Made It
Warm sunlight rested on the young figure's face, slowly dragging him out of his deep sleep. He groaned, but quickly stopped thinking he was going to surrounded by uncomfortable coldness and metal. But, there was none of that like last time. Instead he had soft materials covering him. He felt no pain.
Slowly he opened his green emerald eyes; at first everything was blurry but adventually it started to clear up. What it looked like was that he was laying in a king-sized bed, with a little nightstand on the right side of the bed. On the left side of the room, there was a window with the curtains undrawn. Where am I? He thought, while his eyes scanned the room once more.
"I see you're finally awake." Said a deep organic voice.
Emerald eyes snapped to where the voice came from and standing there, leaning against the door frame, was a Lombax. His eyes widened at the sight, he's breathing got heavier. The Lombax chuckled slightly at the other's reaction, and slowly walked over the the figure in his bed. "Calm down. I'm not going to hurt you." He said, kindly. "My name is General Alister Azimuth...What's your's?"
Bitting his lower lip, he mumbled quietly, "Ratchet." The younger looked at his surroundings again. "Wh...Where, am I?" He asked, confused and curiously.
"Why, you're on Planet Torren IV; in my home." Alister smiled once again but it quickly faded, "I found you in the town covered in blood and very wounded. What happened to you? Did someone try to kill you?" That sounded bad to ask someone you just met these questions, but he needed to know. After finding this younger Lombax, he might of found a way to the past.
"I...I don't...know. I don't remember much of what happened." Ratchet replyed, sadness filling his eyes.
"Well," he started. "Can you tell me what you remember?" Azimuth asked, trying to get to the lad.
"Ok, well I was in Vorselon's warship rescuing some fongoids and a 'friend' of mine. Er, after I rescued them to safety Vorselon caught me and he...and he wanted to get some information out of me. But I didn't know what he was talking about, he thought I was lying so he...he..." The younger stopped and closed him eyes for a minute or two to stop tears coming forth. He continued but left his eyes closed off to the world. "He tortured me for about a week." He heard the General gasp in horror and shock.
"Pityfull creature, now tell me. Where. Is. The. ORB!" Vorselon shouted at the top of his voice.
"I don't know!" Ratchet cried, and tried to pull at his restrains but failed. It was metal holding him down over his wrists, ankles and waist onto this metal bench. "I don't know anything about this 'orb'!" The coldness was seeping through and into his slim body.
Without saying anything Vorselon drew out a sharp knife and cut the younger Lombax deeply on the arms, then legs. Ratchet screamed out in agoney and pain. He couldn't go on like this anymore, the rapid bloodloss was getting to his head. Vorseson grinned at this, he loved torturing weaker creatures, like this one here. "I'm going to ask you one more time, Lombax. Where is it?" This time Vorselon held the stained knife up to the other's throat; sawing the weapon back and forth slowly making a little blood trickel down. But it stung like hell to the other, how much longer was it going to go on for?
One tear made it's way down Ratchet's golden muzzle, "I...Don't...Know." He said quietly inbetween sobs. He kept repeating the same phrase over again and again. He just needed to rest his eyes this once, only for a second.
Alister listened to the younger speak, he knew some of the things that 'Lord' Vorselon had done to people, no, inocent people. Even children. It's lucky Ratchet had survived, every person Vorselon tortured ended up dead within the next few hours of being caught...but, but why didn't he kill Ratchet? Not that he wanted that to happen, no way in hell. When was he going to tell the other?
"Alister?" Drake called from another room. He sounded annoyed at something. Or someone.
Azimuth sighed and grinned to himself. "Yeah, I'm in here Drake. What is it?" He replyed, moving his head towards the door where the bird flew into the room and landed on the end of the big bed.
"Oh nothing, I was just wondering why you were taking so long to just check-" He stopped half way in his sentence when his eyes saw Ratchet awake and giving him an awkward stare. Hovering over to the golden Lombax, he scanned the other as if there was something wrong. "Huh? You were right Azimuth, he does look just like him."
Ratchet looked from the bird to Alister and back to Drake again in confusion. He had no idea what was going on at the moment. "Er..." Really smart is that all you can say. Ratchet cleared his throat and tried to speak again. "Like, who?"