Once In A Memory [ A Ratchet And Clank Fanfiction ]

[23] Out of Place -Part II-

I won't hold you all up, everything I wish to say is at the end. For now, I hope you like it!

Enjoy!

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[Ratchet]

The stone floor was cold beneath him.

He was here for 4 days and things weren't going well, not at all. Hunter and himself stopped talking to each other last night, and since then, it has been silent. He was sure that he heard some sort of tapping noise somewhere, but paid no mind after he realized that it was probably a pipe or something making the repetitive noise.

Physically, he started to feel sick.

His head hurt and his stomach churned. They at least fed him and Hunter, so that was good, but still...he felt like shit.

But then, he reminded himself of something....

The serum...

....

Fuck...

He bolted forward, shaking the bars of the cell just a bit, "Hunter! Hunter, I'm fucking screwed!"

He heard a faint shuffling sound from the end of the hall, "Why? What is it?"

"The serum..."

Hunter was silent for a moment, "Fuck..." he hissed out, "How are you feeling!?"

"Eh...just peachy....."

He heard Hunter scoff from the end of the hall, "I guess that means you feel like shit..." he mused, "But...I wish I could help you, Ratchet. I should've never-"

"There's no time for regrets, Hunter. None of this is your fault." Ratchet assured him, "We just have to focus on what is happening now and move forward."

"How though?" Hunter retorted, "Can't really bust out or shoot the place up like you want to." Ratchet rolled his eyes at this, "And I doubt that anyone would let us out anytime soon."

At that, they both went silent, both contemplating their options and if they had any. Ratchet coughed into his elbow as his head started to pound more. This sucked.

He leaned back against the cold wall. He still had Hunter's coat on, fortunately. But his body still shook as he made contact with the wall. If this went on any longer...

What would happen to him...?

...

Could he die before he could do anything to possibly save himself?

...

It sure seemed so.

A little while later, the door to the holding cells opened and soft footsteps echoed throughout the room. Ratchet could hear Hunter growl, "Bitch..." he muttered. Ratchet came up to the bars, weakly grasping the cool metal.

"Alice." he greeted her coldly, "Nice to see you again." he said sarcastically. The girl only rolled her eyes, "Please. Whatever you say won't phase me one bit."

"Then why are you here?" He asked, "I know you won't let me out. And I have nothing to offer you. So what do you want?"

"Actually, I am here to find out about something."

"Oh, really?" he raised a brow, "What the fuck do you want to know then?"

"I want to know where the book is."