You can’t outrun your past, a mistake I learned the hard way. Stripped of my innocence in the middle of the Californian desert, I waited for death. Then he appeared. My vengeful angel.
RATCHET
I will not let my past define me. Abandoned by my mother as a child, I would be dead if it weren’t for Jagger. He took me into the Heaven’s Rejects and saved my life. Now I want to save hers.
The superficial cuts and bruises on her delicate skin, don’t compare the pain lurking in her heart. The pain I want to save her from. Somehow, I will find a way to get through to her.
