Ratchet and clank Future:
The Blue Orb
I DO NOT OWN RATCHET AND CLANK, INSOMNIAC GAMES DOES! I OWN MY OWN CHARACTERS!
Chapter 6:
It worked. His plan had worked. He couldn't believe it, now maybe he would get the attention, not that pathetic excuse of a Lombax. However in a flash, the General's hands were over the his thin neck and started strangeling him, but didn't do it has hard as he thought the Lombax would. In minutes his blue eyes was starting to roll back into his head; just about when that happened, the elder stopped.
He dropped the bird on the floor and left him there to choak and let oxygen flow into his small lungs. Alister's eyes narrowed and gave Drake an evil look while saying, "Leave! And never come back, you worthless bird!" His voice full of anger. With that, the bird quickly left the house in a blink.
Watching him dissappear out of sight, Alister brought his attention back to Ratchet. However horror struck him. There he was, the younger was laying in a pool of red liquid. Blood. It seemed that the Lombax wasn't moving, not breathing.
Azimuth dashed to Ratchet's side and pressed his ear against the other's chest. No heart beat. Nothing. Bringing his head back up, he did CPR on Kaden's son.
1, 2, 3...1,2,3...1,2,3
Still nothing, he had to go onto the next step. He'll do anything to bring him back. Leaning Ratchet against his knee, he brought his mouth down to the other's face. Closing his eyes to prevent tears coming forth; he destroyed the gap between them, placing his lips onto Ratchet's. Pushing his breath into the Lombax's mouth. Then breaking it, doing CPR on him again and repeated the process over three times.
Why? Why wasn't it working? Putting two fingers onto the younger's right wrist to check for a pulse. Yes, there was one! Faint but there was a pulse running through the other's thin body. A wave of hope was starting to fill the General. "Ratchet! Ratchet, can you hear me?" He said, full of worry still. All he wanted to do was to try and get through to Ratchet.
Empty. He felt so empty. He felt so light. Where was he? Who was he? Why couldn't he feel anything? He wanted to curl up into a little ball and close off to the rest of the universe; but he had no energy to do so. All he heard was someone calling out his name; that was what he it was. Everything else didn't make it through the ringing in the darkness. He couldn't remember who's voice it was. Too much thinking. It hurt his head.
"Ratchet?" Alister yelled this time; shaking the other gently not wanting to hurt him any more. "Please Ratchet, you've got to wake up." He whispered into the Lombax's ear while rocking back and forth in a smooth rhythm to try and prevent any more tears of sadness coming through.
By now Ratchet was almost frozen. He couldn't feel any warmth coming from him. Only one tear shredded from one of his amber eyes and ran down his face. Ratchet was...gone.
Omg, omg, omg. I'm so sorry this is really short. I promise the next chapter will be longer than the others. I promise. Anyway apart from that...*starts crying heavily* I can't believe I did this...to Ratchet! I'm so evil :( BUT! Now what will Alister do now that he is the last Lombax? Or is he? Stay tuned people. Chapter 7 is coming to Fanfiction soon ;)