Fire Kitty. That was her name. She knew that much. She didn't know much else, but she knew that her name was Fire Kitty. Well, technically her name was Jenny, but she had no use for that title anymore. So she was Fire Kitty.

She sat up, name echoing through her head, and opened her eyes. She was sitting on the dusty ground beside a road. The sun was beating down on her as she tried to get her bearings. The last she remembered, she had been settling down for the night in a old barn. She had been rolling out her sleeping pad and then...nothing. She squinted her eyes a little as she hit a mental wall. She couldn't remember anything after that. A sudden panic struck her as she checked her watch and saw that her last memory was from over two weeks ago. She didn't have any memories from the past two weeks .

Her breathing got ragged as she scrambled to her feet and searched for her belongings. They were gone too; just like her memories. She had nothing but the clothes on her back and the small knife in her pocket. She focused on remaining calm as she turned her attention to the road beside her. She looked to the left and right, but the road was all she could see either way. She turned her feet towards the right and started walking, but as her situation really started to settle in, her heart started beating faster and before she knew it she was running as fast as she could down the side of the road.

She started out at a sprint, but after about fifteen minutes, she was too winded to run any farther. She leaned down and rested her hands on her knees, gasping for breath. As her breathing eased, so did her panic. She stood there for another four minutes before straightening back up and continuing her path at a slow jog.

That was how she spent the rest of the day. Jogging, resting, cursing the sun, then more jogging. By the time the sun slipped under the horizon, Kitty's lips were chapped and she knew that she had overexerted herself. There was nothing she could do about it whole time she had been running she hadn't passed a single building, car, or anywhere that she could get a break from the sun and maybe get some water.

With that though, she became acutely aware of how swollen and heavy her tongue was in her mouth and how dry her throat was. She knew that if she didn't get water soon she would die.

She stopped running and laid down by the side of the road trying to get some sleep. The stars began to appear and the heat that had tormented her all day turned into a night freeze that chilled her to the bone and left her in a restless sleep. When she woke, she continued with her running.

She spent that Day the same as the last. At one point Fire Kitty killed a lizard and ate it, which helped her a little and moistened her throat, but it wasn't nearly enough. When she woke up on the third day, she knew something was terribly wrong. Everything was blurry and black dots swam across her eyes. When she tried to stand, her legs wobbled beneath her but she managed to continue down the road at a slow walk.

As the hours passed, her hair and forehead got slick with sweat and she started shivering, even though it was at least 102℉. Her heart was pounding in her chest and she started smiling broadly as the sky changed from blue to green to purple and back to blue.

Two men were sitting on the hood of a battered Trans Am engaged a battle over the map that sat between them. The taller of the two pointed at the map and said, "Look. We just passed Zone 6. That means that we have to be on this side of Route Guano."

The shorter one with shockingly red hair wrestled the map away from him and pointed at a different spot.

"Or we could be here. Kid. The road split up about a mile back and that matches this side of the map."

The two kept arguing for another solid half hour before coming to the conclusion that they should just continue on the road until they reached another sign that would lead them in the right direction.

Kobra Kid hopped off the car and slid into the passenger seat while Party Poison took the driver's seat. He revved the engine and they were gone in a flash.

They had been driving for about an hour and there was no sign of anything remotely close to civilization. Party Poison had reduced his initial speed so that they were just cruising along. Dr. Death Defying's radio station was playing an old Green Day Album that wasn't to either of the boy's taste, but it was better than the silence that would fill the car if they turned it off. The ride was one of the most boring rides that the boys had ever taken. Then, a large spot appeared on the horizon. Party reached over and hit Kobra Kit in the square middle of the chest. Kobra jolted upright and was about to hit his brother back before Party pointed at the object that was slowly getting bigger and bigger.

"What is it?" asked Kobra.

Party squinted his hazel eyes a bit before answering, "I think it's a human. Maybe another Killjoy. We could get directions."

Party turned down the music to a lower volume as the figure became clear. It was a girl with long, straight, orange hair. She was noticeably wearing a headband with large, wire cat ears on top. She was trudging along with her back to them, but as they pulled up beside her, it became apparent that she was in bad shape.

She made no move to acknowledge that she noticed the car and she had a dreamy smile on her face. Party parked the car and stepped out. He grabbed the girl's arm and she finally turned to him.

"Oh!" she exclaimed, "I didn't know that jellyfish grew this far out in the desert!"

At this, Kobra stepped out of the car and a bit closer to her while Party just stared. He inched even closer before asking, "Are you okay?"

"I don't think I'm okay. But I'm not really sure," was her reply, "What do you mean by okay? Like, is my name Okay? Because it isn't. My name is Fire Kitty. But if you are asking about the lizard that I ate, he is definitely not Okay. I named him Burnt Meat. Because he was so stringy."

Party and Kobra exchanged glances. The girl was delirious and showing signs of extreme dehydration. If they didn't help her, she would be dead by noon.

Party reached into the backseat of the Trans Am and pulled out a bottle of water. He twisted the cap off in a swift motion and tried to hand it to Fire Kitty but she let out a shrill squeak and hid her face behind her hands. Kobra Kid tried to reach up and pull her hands away but she began to put up a surprisingly ferocious struggle given her state of being before she just dropped into a dead faint.

The brothers stared at the girl who had crumpled to the ground before Party scooped her up bridal style and gently placed her in the back seat.

"Help me move the supplies to the front seat," he said to Kobra. "I need you to take care of her while I drive. We need to take her back to the diner."

"Clearly," said Kobra Kid. "She is half dead already. How do you think she got all the way out here? She doesn't have a blaster or supplies of any kind really. And she ate a lizard. That is some true desperation right there."

"I don't know. She's been out here for a while though by the looks of it. What did she say her name was? FIre Kitty?"

"Yeah." Kobra murmured as he slid into the backseat beside her. He fastened her seatbelt and took her wrist in his hand, feeling for a pulse. It was going incredibly fast but it was weak all the same. Party started driving with stronger sense of purpose. They were at least four or five days away from the diner so they needed to find a safehouse and quick. If he was right about where they were, then Safehouse Delta was about 30 miles ahead.

As Party Poison drove them to safety, Kobra Kid took the bottle of water that Fire Kitty had originally rejected and tilted her head back before pouring a small amount of it in her mouth. She swallowed and let out a small groan before settling back again. He tried again and got the same results. He started giving her a sip of water every three minutes. He knew that if he gave her too much too quickly she would just throw it up again.

While he was doing this, he was able to observe her more carefully. She had very lightly tanned skin, looked about 5'3', and had a small jagged scar right beneath her right eye. She looked to be in her late teens and if he remembered correctly, she had blue eyes. Overall an attractive girl.

Party ended up right. They arrived at Safehouse Delta within 20 minutes. Party ran a hand through his dusty hair before opening the door and checking for others. The safehouse was empty though. He gave a short wave to Kobra before walking back to car and getting Fire Kitty out. He carried her into the house and took her down a hallway before depositing her on a cot lying in one of the rooms.

She already looked worlds better after just that little bit of water she had received. Her lips were no longer chapped and she had regained a bit of color to her face. Party deemed it safe to leave her there as he went to go help his brother unpack the car.

When they were done, they walked back into the room she was sleeping in and settled down. Kobra took up the mantle of continuing to care for Kitty and keeping watch while Party got the transmitter set up and called in their find to Dr. Death Defying. If there was anybody missing Fire Kitty from their group they would contact him.

With that reassurance on his mind, Party settled down to sleep while Kobra monitored the radio and slowly stroked Fire Kitty's long hair.