(5.) Horrible Impressions.

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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.)

The night seemed beautiful in theory.

Stars shining peacefully illuminating an environment where there are no wars and it's planet so dedicated to peace you'd gag.

"What a load of bullshi-"

Rivet covered Kit's mouth. She protested in a muffled speech. The Lombax not understanding was said or what she intended to say at best.

She couldn't even care if it was important.

You should've dropped her off. I told you before.

And I didn't want to.

You will have consequences-

And let me guess, you'll deal them.

The creature inside laughed. It echoed in Rivet's ears, she barely surpassed the urge to shriek in frustration. It always did this.

Messed with her mind. Not the outside.

No, HE will.

Who is he?

Who the hell do you think it is? He rules over this God damn city. How are you oblivious?

The blood drained in Rivet. Face paling, she paused in the skit. Form stilling, her hands shook in rage and fear as the answer finally settled.

The emperor.

Yep. You finally notice worthless mutt.

Rivet growled wildly. As she surrendered to the monster these last few years, more of its feature staring becoming more apparent in day to day life.

Like the fangs she didn't petruding. She quickly covered her mouth, taking calm breath to subside the anger the monster forced.

Calm.

Meanwhile, Kit's demons trapped her inside thoughts she denied ever since the events forced them upon the little bot.

Kill the creature. Kill the coward.

I am you. You are me. We are diamond.

Kill creature...You are me.-

We are family-

KiLl the cReAtUrE.

The voices mixed into a tape you'd hear on the radio, songs mixing into one type of genre playing the on car as you drove.

The taunting genre.

The voices never left the little alone. Always there on the daily, they never leave. They never give a moments peace of mind.

"Rivet? Do you forgive me?"

"No."

Rivet's boots supported the Lombax flying in the night. The views decent so it was worth it to sneak a peek in the skies she felt so connected to. She even almost forgot about why she was here.

...Until she didn't.

Rivet decided to hunt after criminal. Hoping the thrill of the hunt washed away the doubts creeping into her mind about life and Kit.

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