Ratchet and clank Future:

The Blue Orb

I DO NOT OWN RATCHET AND CLANK, INSOMNIAC GAMES DOES! I OWN MY OWN CHARACTERS!

Chapter 3: He's Back

"My father? You knew my father?" Ratchet asked the older Lombax. He couldn't believe it, someone he has just met knew his father. Not only did he know him, they were best friends too. This was properly the best times in his life after being held captive by Lord Vorselon.

Alister smiled towards the Lombax. "Yeah, Kaden and I were good friends. He was a great Lombax; smart as they come. We use to go hoverbooting on Planet Lumos." A chuckle. "He almost broke his arm trying to do a trick to impress some girls that were watching us from a distance. One of those girls being your mother of course." Those were the good memories until that day.

The younger's eyes got wide once again; he liked hearing stories about his race, but mainly about his own family that he never got to know. "My mother as well?" Ratchet closed his eyes and smiled. "I've always wondered what my parents would look like." He opened his eyes. "Do you have any pictures of them?" At first he hesitaed to ask the question, but then again if Azimuth knew his family then he should have at least one picture of them.

"Yes of course Alister has some pictures of your parents. Your mother was always taking photos of people, objects, plants you get the idea; she loved to do that. She was a very nice lady, right Azimuth?" The bird said, trying to get into the conversation. He felt as if he was getting left out. But he felt as if he shouldn't trust the younger. Something wasn't right.

The elder smiled. "She sure was the most pleasent females I had ever met. Smart like your father but maybe a little less nerdy than your father." He heard Kaden's son chuckle along with himself. Was it him, or did that chuckle sound exactly like the younger's mother's laugh?

"You sure got that right." Drake said, hitting Alister on the arm. "Kaden was quite nerdy - got nothing wrong. In fact, he was right all the time."

"Really? Wow." Ratchet half-smiled. "Clank always got things right; he's really smart. I'm sure them two would of got along very well." Getting back to the question he answered. "Can I take a look at some of the pictures please? It would be great to see what my parents look like." The younger asked towards Azimuth. He had so many question to ask. However he had to force himself not to burst out with them. One at a time, Ratchet. One at a time.

"Yeah, sure. I'll just go find them." When the elder walked out of the room, Drake flew up to Ratchet fast and gave him that look. "Listen here, kiddo. I'm not sure if I should trust you; I can feel your hiding something from us." He poked the confused Lombax in the chest with his thick feathers. "I'm pretty sure if you are keeping something from me and Alister; you'll have to speak up sooner or later. We will find out." Drake turned around and flew out the door leaving Ratchet starring at him as he flew away.

What was all that about? He asked himself. He shrugged his shoulders and simply waited for the amber eyed Lombax to appear again.

Azimuth appeared from the living-room and saw his bird friend fly out of the bedroom. "Whoa. Drake, where are you going?" He smiled awkwardly at the other. Ever since he took in the younger Lombax and cared for him. Drake hadn't been acting like himself.

The orange and purple bird sighed and turned around to face Alister. He landed on a table next to the Lombax and got closer to his friend. "I have a feeling that, that boy is keeping something from us." The bird whispered. "I don't know if I can trust him yet. I don't like it."

Now it was the General's turn to sigh; his shoulders sunk and he looked down at his feet. He had that thinking face on again, he moved his sight back at Drake. "Ok, I'll talk to him for you. But..." He grinned. "You have to get along with him afterwards. If his friend is where I think he is, then this is our only chance to get to the Great Clock.

"Alright, alright. Whatever!" The bird flapped his wings around. "However, I'm still not sure about this whole 'finding the Clock' idea." Not a long after he spoke a scream came from the bedroom. The older Lombax and bird looked at each other. "RATCHET!" They yelled at the same time. Alister dropped a photoalbum he was holding and the both of them ran into the bedroom. The first glimpse they had was Ratchet strugglering for air, a familiar person was holding him around the neck, and that person was Vorselon.

Sorry it took so long. But here's chapter 3, I finally got it done! How can Alister and Drake save Ratchet? Will Ratchet survive? What does Lord Vorselon want from them? Find out what's going to happen in the next chapter, so stay tuned ;)