There was a girl who had never met her family and lived alone near the suburbs of Megakat city. Her name was Trista as far as we know. She basically raised herself. Being experianced in almost anything hi-tech, she is considered a good asset to anyone who can find her. That's the catch: Who can Find her. She's also a loyal friend to anyone who is in her position. That's what throws her off, she has the problem of not knowing who's who. Often, she stumbles into bad situations, but a particualar duo of kats always seem to come to her rescue. She follows them back oneday to find out that these particualr cats couldn't be her heroes. Could they?

"Jake," Asked Chance. "Where's my tool kit?"

Jake, the slimmer, and orang-ish, one, looked up from the car he was working on only to hit his head on the hood. "Ow...last I saw it it was over with the rest of your stuff. Why, did you loose it again?"

He nodded. Jake laughed and looked at him. "What do you need, anyway?"

"Just a flashlight and wrench. Why? You got 'em?"

"No, I don't. Try asking Pete."

Pete was the older man who ran the Salvage Yard where they worked. No one had really wanted the job, but a twist of fate led them to it. Pete, as usual, was asleep in the office. Chance shook his head and poked the old man. Startled he jumped sky-high and asked who it was.

"It's Chance, Pete. Can I borrow a 4inch wrench and a flashlight?"

"yeah, yeah, whatever." He answered before passing out again. Chance grabbed the tools he needed and some Jake had asked for and ran back into the Garage.

"I swear, Jake, he's gonna get us in trouble one of these days."

"Sleeping again?"

"uh huh. Maybe we should find a new security guard."

"Maybe we should..." He paused. "But it's a good thing he sleeps, or else we'd be in trouble by now."

"yeah, guess your right."

Trista looked into the room the security guard was in. He was asleep, Perfect. She slid into the other room and heard the two cats talking about Tools, Security Guards, and Insulting each other. She laughed to herself and jumped into the rafters when one of them looked in her direction. These can't be my heroes...can they?

She stared closely at Chance. That's got to be T-Bone...and that means the other one is...Razor...But they look so much diffrent.

Jake looked up suddenly and she hid further into the darkness, but sadly she was spotted.

"Chance," he whispered. "We have a visitor, and I don't think she's picking up her car."

Chance looked to where Jake was looking. "How'd she get past Pete?" He whispered back.

"I think we need a new security guard..."

She looked down knowing she was caught. She dropped her cloak, and jumped landing on the pad of one paw, and knee of the other. Shaking off her long black pony-tail, she looked at the two.

"Who are you?" asked Jake.

"Yeah, and how'd you find us??" Asked Chance. Jake rolled his eyes.

"One," She started. "Trista. And Two, your not that hard. I followed the jet."

Jake looked at Chance who was ready to fight. "Chance, I don't think she's really a threat. Trista, what's your full or real name?"

"Just Trista. I never met my parents. I raised myself, just outside of this place. I'm more valuable then you think."

"Valuable?"

"I'm a genuius when it comes to Hi-Tech. I could be your security guard."

"You can't prove your trust. How can we trust you?"

"Simple," She said pointing to the car. "All it needs is a new engine. Duh, and your camera up on the top has no lense, and your password is 'SKat'."

"You hacked our security locks?"

"Toldya I was good."

"But how can we trust you?"

"Ah, that can be harder. Well, I helped you back when you were on enforcers. I was the one who fixed the jet when you wern't around. Also I was the one who sent you that update before you went down. You know, the one that fixed your thrusters. I also grew up with Chance, and met you in HS." She thought about it a moment. "I also was the one who told Feral to lighten up when he fired you, and after, got fired for it."

"Wait, wait, your Kiva?"

"Yes," She said sadly. "I changed my name because I'm to valuable for them, if they knew I was Kiva they'd never let me in the air."

Chance swept her up in a bone crushing hug. "Chance, back down a moment." Said Jake.

Jake walked over and looked her over carefully. "If your Kiva, you'd have one silver eye, one Green eye, and a scar on your shoulder."

She took out her light blue contacts, and slid her shirt down slightly. "Happy now?"

He took her up in a bone-crushing hug. "Kiva, when did you find us?"

"A year or so ago. I was waiting for my chance. I heard you talking about needing a security guard, so I decided I could pull it off. I just needed a good chance to jump on you." Said Kiva.

"Jump---on---us?" asked Chance.

"Not that way, idiot." She answered.

"Ah, same old grace and charm, I see." Muttered Jake going back to his work.

"Kiva, want to help?" asked Chance.

"Sure, watcha doing?" asked Kiva.

"Fixing a car, what's it look like?"