Two years after going their separate ways back to their dimensions, Both Ratchet and Rivet were thinking about each other even though they had lovers, but those "lovers" weren't as lovely as they seemed.
Will our two favourite Lombaxies meet again...
WARNING: The following Chapter may contain violence, gore, character trauma, abuse and other dark and mature subject matter. Readers discretion is strongly advised.
In Rivet's dimension
Two days later.....
Outside of the house, a large blacked figure was crouched on a tree branch like a black spider-man. It's bushy tail swished back and forth and it's ears went back. After a little while of staying still, it opens it's eyes, revealing a fire amber left eye and a stone cold blind right eye, both equally as mincing.
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Rivet awakens with a scared jolt when she heard a sound. Her ears were twitching rapidly as she looked around, hoping that no one sus is walking around in or outside the house. The raccoon tailed lombax then sighs with a small shake of her head. It's probably just the wind or one of the Morts sleep walking, some of them do that.
She gets out of bed, just to make sure that her first suspicions were wrong. Plus, she was thirsty.
Rivet silently walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water, only to suddenly hear a large whoosh that made her jump. Rivet glares slightly out the window, clutching her metal hand into a fist like she was getting ready to throw a punch. Her eyes were filled with a cold suspicion. But soon enough, she shrugged it off. She's just probably being paranoid. Kit did say that it's normal for abuse survivors to become a little bit "jumpy" after escaping their sociopath ex-boyfriend.
*SMASH*
Now Riv's ears were REALLY perked up when she heard the smash the window. "Ok.....that was DEFINITELY not the wind!" She thought as she took out her hammer and walked towards the room where the smash came from. She quickly open the door, ready to swing at whoever is in the house.
But no one was there.
Only a smashed window.
Rivet gasps slightly before she went closer to investigate even more. There was no blood on the glass, so no bird and fist went through it. She looks around more, only to see.....a rock. Rivet picks it up, it had note on it.
Rivet takes a note off, it was covered in dried up blood, that was the first red flag that she didn't really notice. It was only until she opens the note that she froze.
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