I can't say that I ever had the privilege of knowing Razza, except through reputation and the tales of his legendary exploits.
Though his birth was inauspicious, even as a young ratling he showed great enough promise that rumors began to spread throughout the rat world that Razza was, indeed, "The One," the rat destined to extend rathood throughout the world, even onto remote pacific islands that had hitherto been forbidden to rat society, the rat who would lead his fellows to that near-mythical land known as "Rion." Razza, it was rumored, would defeat the Ratrix.
After cannily arranging to be captured by those biped creatures known only as "Agents," Razza broke free from their grasp and made his break for Rion. Hour after hour he swam, battling sea and sea creatures, fending off predators, stopping neither for drink nor food, tirelessly paddling his little rat paws until, exhausted to the point of death, Razza reached the promised land.
But little did Razza understand the duplicity of the Agents, who had installed an electronic tracking device using grisly medical procedures that are the stuff of rat nightmares. Tirelessly they pursued him throughout Rion, never pausing, never giving him a moment of rest. Finally after an epic chase that rat bards will sing of for centuries to come, the cowardly bipeds corned Razza and, after resorting to tranquilizer darts, tasers, and other nefarious tools of evil, took him back to the Ratrix.
But fear not, fellow rats ... for it is rumored that there is another. |
