Reversion. (Completed.)

(4.) Slave To The Rhythm.

Disclaimer: I don't own Ratchet And Clank: Rift Apart. I don't own the picture (cover). Or the song.

(qwertuno and SilentReadersMatter)

(Hope you enjoy.)

"Your the only hero? Aren't you?"

Why did Rivet agree to take Kit on her nightly patrol of the city? Why did she let her be the accomplice she never would and will never have?

She truly doesn't know. Kit rode on Rivet's back as she patrolled the roofs and hiding in the shadow so no unwanted eyes spotted a Lombax dressed in armour and carrying gear.

I'm staring to regret this now.

"Yep, Yep I am." Rivet replied, hand tightening in the chosen weapon of the night. "If people don't like it, they can rot in hell. I don't care for no one no more. No one means shat to me."

Kit paused in her speech. Nothing formed inside her mind apart from the thoughts the monster feed itself on the daily.

I am you. You are me. Rivet isn't family.

The choice changed its rhythm. Usually it's the same old speech brought on repeat. Now, Kit realised for the first time in its existence, the monster is threatened by the only hero she's with.

And Kit laughed.

A giggle escaping, another a few moments later, chuckling as the minutes ticked by, then full blown on laughter how how pathetic this scenario turned out to be.

Kit stared at the robot like she'd grown insane in the last couple of seconds. She could hear Kit silently giggling to herself as if having a conversation.

She's rather have a conversation with air than you. How pitiful.

Rivet released a muted growl. The voice chose the most convenient moments to intervene in these moments, disrupting whatever happy thoughts she might have protected at these points in time.

She's talking to the monster...

Clearly. She's LAUGHING AT YOU. Ditch the little junk and be on your merry way. Best decision you'll have made in a long time.

Belittling as always.

As if you don't take out criticism to heart.

Rivet released another muted growl. The entity had a bad habit of referring to itself as either 'us' or 'we'. It believed they were actually one.

And on the same page.

Ha, as if Rivet would actually ever like the thing possessing her mind and body, and someday even her soul might be a victim.

It sent a unpleasant shiver up her spine. So deep into her thoughts, Rivet didn't notice that Kit stopped laughing and now stared at her in concern.

"You alright?"

Rivet shook her head. Blowing her tuff out her eyes, she faced Kit and smiled what she hoped to be slowing assurance.

"Yep. Thinking. That'll all."

She also didn't see Kit's disbelieving expression.

Walking forward more, Rivet looked isn't the city she decided on her life to protect. It didn't provide the thrill she thought after. Still, it served something.

She had a purpose. It also happened to sunset, a pretty picture to the eyes bothering having a peek at the sights of nature at dusk. It proved a beautiful sight to behold.