A/N: Okay, this is my first fanfic, so please be nice. I remember watching this show while it aired on Saturday mornings, and at once created an OC for it. It wasn't until recently, though, that I realized that my first OC really sucked. So, I scrapped that story and came up with this one. I am much happier with it, and decided to publish it. So, I'll end my note by saying please R&R!

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. Well, I own a couple of things, but I'm not gonna say what yet. ;)

Prologue

It started out as a normal Tuesday morning. It would NOT end that way.

I woke up, ran my fingers through my hair a few times, packed up all of my belongings in my tan messenger bag (yes, everything I owned fit inside one bag, with plenty of room leftover,) and got ready to survive through another day. First things first, I thought. Breakfast. That meant leaving home for the day and going into the heart of the district.

'Home' was a building that used to be an eight-story apartment building. The builders skipped a few steps during construction, so when the meteor hit a few years ago, it shook the earth enough to make half of the building collapse. I didn't have to worry about the city knocking it down, though.

The area of the city that the building was in was, in a nutshell, a bad area. The city had been trying for around 500 years to turn it around before giving up. Now, almost nothing productive happened there, but that was a good thing for me. I was the only inhabitant of the half-building, which meant I didn't have to pay rent. It also meant no running water or electricity, but I managed. I figured I had about six or seven more years until they got around to demolishing the place.

I chose to live in a room on the sixth floor. It still had some furniture in it, and that included a couch that I could sleep on. One of the walls was torn away when the building split, so I had a pretty good view, too. It was also good for a relatively easy exit. Well, easy for me, anyways.

Lengths of iron bars stuck out at different lengths from the collapsed side of the building. I walked up to the end of the floor, took a deep breath, and jumped. I grabbed one bar, flipped over it, dropped to one below, back flipped onto another lower bar, and continued until I hit the bottom. My agility and flexibility were aftereffects of the meteor radiation, and they were very handy.

"Here we go again," I mumbled to myself as I started walking to the main part of the district.

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"Are you absolutely certain that this one has powers? I have received six stories in the past two months about possible targets, and none of them had any superhuman abilities! Half of the stories were from you, I may add," the anxious woman practically shouted to the hologram in front of her.

"But-! I-! Miss Zadavia, I am sure this time!" replied the man in the hologram. "I'm sure I saw this guy phase right through a solid wall! I didn't believe it myself at first, but I saw him again a few weeks later, and this time he came up out of the floor! I'm telling you, he's really got powers!"

The few minutes Zadavia spent thinking it over seemed to take hours to the man. If she deemed his sighting as another false, then she would not be very happy with him, and Zadavia was one person not to be on the bad side of.

Finally, Zadavia said, "Describe him to me."

The man sighed in relief, and began to describe the person he saw. "Uhhh... Let me think... He was an anthro! Yeah... And, uh, he had tall ears! And, uh... He had light green fur! And a short muzzle! Probably some kinda' dog now that I think about it..." Zadavia did not seem pleased. "Well, he moved so fast, I couldn't get a good look at him! Actually, I'm not entirely sure it's a 'him'..." This made Zadavia look as if she would have killed him had it been a face-to-face conversation. "But-!" the man interjected, "I'm guessing it's a him because of the name I got from the locals. I asked around, and the only anthro in the area matching that description was someone named Sive. I've never heard the name before, but it sounds like a guy's name... No one knew exactly where to find him, though; he likes to stay hidden." This seemed to quell Zadavia for the time being.

Zadavia typed his very limited description into a holographic notepad, and was about to sign off, when she thought of something else that she should ask her contact before she lost him.

"Tell me, where did you see this anthro?"

"Oh, uh," started the man. He had spent months searching in one of the largest cities in the world, so he almost forgot which area of the city he saw the anthro in. "New Chicago... A good way into the Navy District."

The Navy District, thought Zadavia. It might be difficult to get this one to join us if that's where they are...

A/N: All will be explained in later chapters, I promise! And the actual Loonatics will appear in either the next chapter, or the one after that, depending on how long the next one is. I'll try to update ASAP. R&R!