After graduation, we all felt like the world was at our feet, just ready and waiting for us to make our mark, and that was a challenge that we were all more than willing to meet head on. As we all went our separate ways - a group of us staying in Albuquerque and attending U of A while the rest of us spread in pairs across the nation - we were all so sure that, given a few years, we could make names for ourselves. One way or another, eventually, we were sure that we would make ourselves famous. In some way, maybe even immortal.

How were we to know that one of us wouldn't even live to the end of the year?


Why do I tend towards depressing stories for this category?! I write fluff for almost every other category I dunno, I guess that it's just worked out this way. Anyway, this is going to be a story composed of drabbles - probably thirteen chapters long - and centered around the death of an important Wildcat. Please review and make my day! No need to be stingy with reviews! Thanks!:)