Second Chances for the Snake

(I wrote this last August and published this on the Ratchet and Clank Amino last September... oi vey, this is so very late and old. I have edited this as much as I could to 2020 writing though, so I'm proud of myself there!

I wanted to make a part 2 for this, though after a while I realized that this could stand on its own. So, no part 2 for this fic, but I plan to write more for the Crossover universe once in a blue moon, so we shall see.

As for now, enjoy this lovely giftfic for assassy-art of Instagram and Amino. Partly because she's one of the few that'll understand what's going on, and partly because in the mad dash to churn out 20,000 words in five days last August, I spent thirty minutes playing CiT and immediately got inspired to write this.

Hope you all enjoy!)

Disclaimer: I do not own Ratchet and Clank, Miraculous, or any of its characters. With each new fic, I dive deeper into territory that only I will understand. Soon enough, I shall be writing things where I am the only person in my friend and reader groups that will know what's going on. *maniacal laughter*

Second Chances for the Snake

As Nefarious' soldiers closed in on the four heroes, the numerous robots swarmed around the tiny corner the four of them were backed into.

The lights of the spaceship junkyard cast bright streams of light on the back of the facility, bathing the battle in florescent illumination. Shadows ran along the electric fences wrapped around the area, the massive mountain of scrap metal a backdrop against the little bowl behind the facility.

And within the little area, four creatures fought for their lives.

Loud clangs echoed around the area as Chat Noir wrench-slammed and batted robots away from him, his Omniwrench whirling expertly with each swing. Ladybug tucked her yo-yo away, her hand already wrapping around the Lightning Ravager's handle. The two human heroes stayed behind their Lombax friend, covering Ratchet's back right and left.

If even one of them slipped up, it was a guaranteed death sentence.

Ratchet's Combuster, the last working weapon in his arsenal, clicked as he rammed the trigger. The Lombax's ears drooped, eyes wide as he stared down at the empty blaster in his hands. Robots surged forward as Ratchet stumbled back, still desperately clicking the trigger. "Oh, come on, nononono-"

He heard a crack to the side of him, and he whipped his head to his left as he heard Ladybug's fearful scream. Her Lightning Ravager lashed out, driving back some of the soldiers and exploding others, but not enough to stop the flood of them from pushing her back.

Ladybug met his gaze as the horde pushed them closer together, and the moment she saw the fear on the Lombax's face, all the color drained from hers. "Ratchet, we really need to-"

Chat bumped into the Lombax's other side, spots of the Black Cat hero's black-and-green Holoflux armor torn as he rammed his Razor Claws into the offending robot. With a sideswipe, he sliced it in half, robot parts clattering to the packed dirt of the open-air junkyard. Barely a moment passed before two more saw-wielding robots took its place, and Ratchet slammed his wrench down on one while Chat use the last of the energy in his Razor Claws to destroy the other.

Two familiar voices echoed over the speakers as the latest squadron of robots flooded the junkyard.

"Give up your Miraculous, Ladybug and Chat Noir, and maybe I'll spare your lives!"

"QUIET, SQUISHY! I'M THE ONE WITH THE FOOT SOLDIERS! I SAY WHETHER THEY LIVE OR DIE!"

"Great, just the way I always wanted to go out. Dying to the sounds of a mad scientist with anger issues yelling at a purple-suited villain with a superiority complex," Ratchet huffed as he brained another robot with his wrench. He glanced to Chat as he batted away the bot before it could explode. "You'd think they'd wear their 'Get Along' shirt by now."