"Be my friend, hold me. Wrap me up, unfold me. I am small, and needy. Warm me up and breathe me..." ~Sia, "Breathe Me"
Again, TheWhiteGuardian, Thank you much :)
10:00 PM, present time
That night, there was only silence.
It was dark and quiet, barely anyone in the neighborhood was still awake.
Clank was in his dormant state on the living room coffee table, next to Talwyn, who was asleep peacefully on the sofa.
Ratchet was also asleep, but not peacefully.
His nightmares were awful, eating at his strength even more.
But there was one thing no one saw.
A tall, slender figure had slithered through the back door, popping the lock.
It hid under boxes and crates, making sure no one was awake to see.
When it drew itself into the living room,…show more content… Ratchet's body convulsed hard, causing the blade to dig itself further into his body.
He couldn't see his attacker, the blood was already spilling out of the wound, causing his vision to double things and fade.
Ratchet cried out, and the attacker fled, jumping out the window, breaking it in the process.
He left the knife in Ratchet's chest.
"Ratchet!"
His own name came to his ears.
It was Talwyn.
"Help..."
His quiet plead was almost to quiet to hear.
"I'm stuck, Ratchet! I'm bound down!"
Talwyn's PoV
Talwyn had heard the window break.
She had heard Ratchet's cry.
She knew he was in a lot of pain.
She felt her wrists and legs bound together, she couldn't move.
Ratchet wasn't the one who took the day off when he was sick with a fever.
He must feel pretty frickin' bad.
Ratchet's cries continued, hardly stopping.
Hot tears poured down Talwyn's face.
"I need to save him!"
She thought, struggling.
"Clank?"
He was usually awoken by his name being called.
But he wasn't this time.
"Clank!"
She repeated.
Still no answer.
Her heart sank.
That was her only means of escape.
That's when her eyes flickered over something like-saving.
Ratchet's modified laser-pointer!
It was lying on the ground, not far from the