Once In A Memory [ A Ratchet And Clank Fanfiction ]

[11] The Council

Sorry this took a while, got a bit busy. Hopefully you like this chapter :)

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[Ratchet]

He looked up at the building before him, anxiety pooling in his gut. This was the last place he wanted to be.

He swallowed heavily. At least Kaden and Phoebe were with him. While he knew that he had to face them alone, at least he knew that his caretakers were there to greet him when he was done.

That is, if he came out of this building.

He had a sneaking suspicion that if The Council found out anything worrying about him, there was a big chance that he was about to face a big interrogation. One that would inevitably end with him in custody or worse.

The thought sent shivers down his spine. He felt Phoebe reach over and grab his left hand. "Hey, it'll be okay! Maybe they found out something about you. You want that, right?"

Ratchet sighed, "Depends on what it is." he replied, "If it's what I am assuming, I don't think I want to hear it..."

Phoebe and Kaden both turned to him, surprised, but did not comment any further. They both rested a hand upon his back as they entered the building, Ratchet's ears immediately lowering as they were greeted by a tall Lombaxian man. His eyes were a shocking ice blue, and his fur a solid color of grey. He smiled, looking down at him, "Well, it's nice to finally meet you, Ratchet. My name's Arc." And he held out a back gloved hand, Ratchet hesitantly took it.

Arc turned to his side, his covered assistant holding out a plastic bag, "If you have any valuables, like holo-phones or anything else. Please place them in here." he then added, "It's just a precaution, you understand, yeah?"

Oh, now I'm really screwed

Ratchet thought to himself. If they find out what is on his communicator it would not be good.

I should've thought of deleting my things...or not taking my communicator at all....

He pulled out his communicator, placing it in the bag. He checked his pockets for anything else, but found nothing. Arc nodded, handing the bag back to his assistant, who walked away with it. Ratchet watched them go, accepting his fate. This was it, he was about to be found out, wasn't he?

Maybe he was just being overdramatic...

The man gestured for the trio to follow him. He led them down a long stretch of hallway before stopping in front of one of the rooms. Kaden eyed the door suspiciously, but said nothing. Arc unlocked the door, looking over his shoulder, "You two can stay in the hall while we bring him in. We won't be too long." He explained, before pushing the door open, "Ratchet, go in and sit. I will be with you shortly."

Ratchet nodded, stepping into the room while the door shut. He looked around curiously, it looked like an interrogation room. Grey walls, grey ceilings, grey floors. It looked pretty dreary, that's for sure...

He walked over to the lone table in the room, and sat down on one of the chairs. He leaned on the table with his arms crossed. This was going to suck...

Meanwhile, Kaden and Phoebe were talking to the man outside...

"I know an interrogation room when I see one." Kaden snapped, "I used to work for you guys, y'know? Still kinda do... Why are you going to be interrogating him?"

Arc sighed, "Callisto, this is just procedure. All I am going to do is ask some questions and share some information that we found. Nothing serious." he explained, "If anything, you two have nothing to worry about. Just sit down and wait for us to be done."