Disclaimer: I don't own Ratchet and Clank or any other characters. They belong to Insomniac.
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A lone person stood out in the dark desert… a desert that covered the land of Veldin. Anyone who had half a brain could tell she was female. Her sleek and beautiful figure made it hard not to. The female was 17 yrs. of age, and was a humanoid-cat hybrid. She had golden fur, and white, triangular shaped stripes, which ran from the base of the triangle on the outline of her arm and stomach, to the center of her body, but ended halfway, through her arm. She had a triangle strips below each of her eyes, which were an unusually shade of red, pointing down. She had a cat tale, with a white tip. She wore a long sleeved shirt, cut to show a little of her stomach, which was white and a pair of blue jeans. Her hair was also white, but with silver highlights. She had a belt in her pants, and tied to that was an Infinity- Storage-Container (A new product of gadgetron) and one could only imagine the weaponry inside.
After starring for a moment more she said to herself, "I know you're out there, dragon. You can't hide from my family forever. I will find you and destroy you before anyone can use your power for evil again!"
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In a semi-underground home, a cat-dog-human hybrid stirs in his bed…when suddenly, an alarm clock blares to life, ringing its metal off.
"Ugh, I don't wanna' go to school…" it mumbled. Alas, it kept ringing.
It rang at full blast for 15 seconds more, when suddenly, a Devastator missile blew it up. The creature mumbles to itself, "Dang alarm clock. Why did I ever let Clank buy that thing?" The Lombax stood up, and in light coming from a window above ground, one could see it was none-other than Ratchet. "-Yawn-, I wonder if Clank's up."
Suddenly, the robot in question, being less than 3 ft. tall, came in. "Hello, Ratchet," the tiny robot greeted. "I hope you slept well this time." Ratchet had been having some whopper nightmares since his escape from Dreadzone, so he had decided to recede back to Veldin for some R&R.
Alas, this question became routine for Clank, and Ratchet gave his normal reply of, "You know, same old dream." He said it groggily, since he had just woken up.
"I see…" Clank replied. He hated to see his friend in this much agony, but had no power to stop it. He brightened a little when he said, "You may be happy to know that Sasha came by earlier and requested you meet her at the Phoenix.
"WHAT!?" Ratchet yelled, all traces of sleepy-ness vanishing. "YOU MEAN SHE CAME HERE AND YOU DIDN"T WAKE ME UP?!?" Ratchet, besides being a hero, was also her boyfriend. However, because her dad, who was also the Galactic President, didn't seem to like him, he rarely got to see her anymore. Last time he saw her was when he got back form Dread Zone, and even then, they had a fight about Ratchet's little "trip" to Aquatos. It was quite something…
--flash back--
"I'm sorry, okay!" Ratchet pleaded. Sasha was very angry at Ratchet. He had just told her about his, err…"meeting" with Hydro Girl, and had now invoked Sasha's wrath.
"You went on a DATE with her!" Sasha said angrily.
"We just went to dinner, and"
"In other words, a DATE!"
Ratchet sighed. He knew when he was beat. He looked up at Sasha, and said, "Okay, you're right…I went on a date with her, and…I'm sorry." Sasha looked at him again, this time with less angry eyes. She could tell he was truly sorry.
"Okay, okay…apology accepted," she said, grinning.
"Thanks," Ratchet replied, relieved that Sasha had forgiven him. Suddenly, Sasha walked up to Ratchet, smiling.
'I know what she's up to,' he thought. He leaned his head towards hers, and she did the same. Their lips were about to touch, when suddenly.
SWOOSH!
The door flew open, and there stood non-other than the Galactic President. Everyone froze, even Ratchet, who still stood hunched over with his lips puckered up. His eyes grew wide from shock.
"WHAT IN THE NAME OF BLARG ARE YOU DOING WITH MY DAUGHTER!?" The President yelled, eyes glaring like daggers.
Ratchet immediately pulled away from Sasha, trying to think up an excuse. Unfortunately for Ratchet…none came.
"WHY YOU NO-GOOD, SNEAKY LITTLE…" The President then pulled out a Rynocerator and aimed at Ratchet. "THIS'LL TEACH YA' TO MESS WITH MY DAUGHTER!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" Ratchet screamed, running away in a puff of smoke. Sasha glared at her father.
"Now why did you do that?" she asked.
"What?" the President said, trying to look innocent as he hid the weapon behind his back. Sasha kept glaring. "Oh, come on, he's a Chauffer for Pete's sake; he's not good enough for you!"
Sasha was about to say something, but only shook her head and walked off.
--End flashback--
"Ratchet…RATCHET!"
"Who, what…oh, sorry," Ratchet said, realizing that Clank was talking to him.
"As I was saying," continued Clank, "I thought you might need some extra rest, due to your recent nightmares. When I informed Miss Sasha of this, she decided to invite you over to the Phoenix and talk later, so you could acquire that rest."
"Oh," Ratchet said, feeling guilty for yelling. "Sorry about that." Clank smiled, as if mentally saying to Ratchet 'It is okay'. He then added," C'mon let's head over to the Phoenix."
Clank nodded and followed Ratchet to his ship, where they blasted off into space.
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Author's Note: Well, there you go. One Chapter to my first story. I hope you enjoyed it. Please remember to review! Thank You!
A/N edit: Well, I didn't do too much, other than changing a few typos, but alas,…an edit is an edit. I did add the part of how the President caught Ratchet and Sasha kissing. That counts…right? Any way, enjoy the re-make!.