A/N: To make some things more clear to you:

They are all talking in Wraith, it's just English so that you'd get the hang of it... you know...

Marron means brown.

Keith means... that I'm just as bad as Sheppard when it comes to names...

Agnea means... well, it suited her.

2. The bummer of the Hive

The brown cat lay lifelessly at the floor, it seemed larger than an average cat and also stronger than one. It had been strange, so strange, to watch as Marron got twisted and resized, and grew long hazel brown fur; his whiskers were the only white hair left on him. The whiskers twitched, as if the miniature predator was dreaming. Keith gasped as the creature opened its eyes and gazed at him.

'What the hell are you looking at, Keith?' Marron began to ask, but stopped as he realized that his mouth felt strange and the words got all wrong. The only sound leaping from him was a mewing kind of bark.

'OK…lets try telepathic communication instead…' it got him nowhere, since he couldn't even feel that Keith was in the very same room.

"You-you're… you're… an… an… an animal…" Keith wailed, feeling awkward as he stared at the animal that was gazing at him from the leathers that had once been serving Marron as clothes.

'No? Really? Now I'm getting anxious. You're being serious, Keith, stop it…!' he mewed. Keith wouldn't understand, of course, but Marron thought that speaking would keep away the panic. He gazed around and felt a curious urge to jump at Keith's foot when he saw the toes wink at him, although, Marron almost immediately changed his mind; jumping at those feet would be an act of suicide. No one would survive the stench.

He yawned and, after a while, fell into purring while pushing against the leather with his tiny feet. It just came naturally to him, and it made him feel so good, like he'd never really felt pleasure before. His eyes became a couple of thin, black stripes in his face, delightfully closed while he pushed those leathers with his toes, feeling nails being pushed out against the material.

Then he wrenched as a couple of hand seized him, with eyes opened wide he realized that Keith had lift him up.

'No! Stupid! Put me down! Put me fucking down! No… not cuddle… don't want to… scratch… right there… aaah… right there…' he drooled at Keith's shoulder, unable to focus on anything else than that wonderful feeling that came to him. He was being scratched behind the ear, and it made his entire body tingle with bliss. Marron drooled and purred, then drooled some more and purred even louder. Keith was growing fond of the sound, reminding himself that when he got a female, then he'd get one that would purr if he scratched her behind the ear.

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"What is that?" she bellowed as he shoved the fuzzy and, in that very moment, extremely indignant Marron into her face.

'Heck, sis, I never realized you were this scary – HEY! Don't touch me there! No! Let go! Bloody… boobs… damn…' Marron thought he was going to die. In that very moment. Not from fear, not from battle, not from starvation, but from shame. He was squeezed up between her boobs, almost unable to move, almost unable to breath, and she was cuddling him.

"Now, where did you find this little cute monster?" she asked in a tune that made Marron think she was talking to a baby. He simply closed his eyes.

"It's Marron. He transformed," Keith said in a low tune, "we stumbled into the-" he was interrupted by her laughter. If Marron had thought he was going to die before, it was nothing compared to this: Her entire pack of huge boobs was bouncing against him, making him howl in terror.

'Just kill me. Please. For the pride of whatever…'

"Marron? Marron? My baby brother?" she almost screamed at the top of her voice and was close to laughing again.

'Really fucking funny, sis, really. You know, if you ever turn into an animal, I'll press you up in between my legs…'

"Yes, as I said-" Keith began, but had no chance to proceed since Agnea began laughing again.

'Keith. Save me. Just rip me away from these things and save me. I mean, damn, you know what it is like being a man. Being pressed up between the boobies of my sister wasn't the way I thought I'd lose my virgin…'

Keith cleared his throat, "I'm not joking, Agnea!" he squeaked and got patted on the head.

"You're such a cute little ass, although far too childish to become an option – yet," she blinked at him. Keith felt as if he was going to throw up. His sister was hitting on Keith… unbelievable. Well, not that they would be a mismatch – none of them were especially attractive, at least according to Marron. Pretty angry about the situation, he noticed that Keith blushed and looked away.

'No… way…Keith! You're supposed to help me! Stop… stop… ohno… must itch… must itch with foot behind ear… damn… must itch…' Marron was rumbling around against her chest and finally got free, landing on the floor with a thud, able to happily scratch his longing ear.

"B-but Marron? What about Marron?" Keith whined and pointed at the brown cat, which was grinning, purring, drooling and scratching himself behind the ear, all at the same time. Agnea smiled faintly.

"But dear, people will think you're not interested in girls – the way you go one about my bro'…" she got closer to him, pressing her impressing chest against his. Marron bit his own thigh as he realized what she was doing.

'Eyes burning. Must shut eyes. Must not look. Ouch. Mental health disturbed. Developing mental illnesses, eyes burning…' Then, as a blessing from heaven, she pushed Keith right into the wall with a wild grin.

"You're the bummer of the Hive, Keith. And running around with furry creatures, claiming them to be my brother… it won't make you less of a bummer, stupid! If you think it's going to charm anyone, or be fun… just go fuck yourself, that'd probably be the only thing you'll get even for an eternity" her voice was cold and her eyes glittered with the kind of glee one feels when one knows hurt has been done to another individual. Marron blinked as Keith reached for him, but got deeply confused when his sister got in between, "I think I'd better keep him away from your perverted brain." she snarled at him.

"Wha- oh… what the… what do you think of me?" Keith felt angry and mistreated, and he couldn't hide it. Agnea hissed.

"What I think? Well, considering the fact that you're throwing random animals at me, calling them Marron and actually thinks they are Marron… everyone knows you're sick, what am I supposed to think of you?" she growled at him and, from what Marron could se, caused him to flush with something else than shyness.

"But I saw it –"

'Let it go, you'll only make a scene –'

"- Marron got some strange liquid on him and turned, I saw it –"

'Please shut up, you'll only make her more furious!'

"- It is Marron! I know it is! Hell, I saw it –"

'Keith! For hells sake, you stupid idiot!'

"- you've got to believe me! You're his sister, sure you can feel something!"

'She can't sense me, because I'm not a Wraith anymore, Keith…'

"Enough! Enough already! You're dismissed; I never want to see your face again! And stay away from my brother, who knows what you can do, you might even turn him into a perverted bummer like yourself!" she ranted without even stopping to catch her breath, her anger was swelling like a sponge in water. Marron felt his heart sinking, unable to know if he was supposed to be angry with her, or happy about the fact that she somewhat cared for him, deep inside. He didn't have time to linger on it, since she grabbed Keith by his clothing and threw him out of her room in rage. Then, as if nothing really happened, she whirled round and looked at her with a gaze Marron feared than anything else.

"Now, baby, what shall we do with you?" she mumbled and then picked him up again, patting him with one of her lithe hands, "I think I heard humans prevent their… pets… from having offspring. Yeah, because otherwise you run away, don't you? Don't you, little cutie?" there was that voice again, it made him feel humiliated and he stroke his ears back just to show her that he disapproved of being spoken to in that manner. She didn't notice, or if she did, she didn't care, "We'll have to castrate you, oh yes, and it won't hurt much…"

'WAIT A FUCKING SECOND? You… you… you… devil! Castrate me? Sister! What the hell! You sick, twisted piece of woman! You can't castrate your brother!' How could she say all that? And in that voice? He howled again and let out a paw to cut her over her cheek. She stopped and threw him down into her bed. For a moment Marron thought he'd drown in all the fluffiness of it, since there were bolsters and crap all over it.

"Bad boy! Bad boy!" she shouted at him, making him feel more and more humiliated.

'Crap, I've got to escape from this place, otherwise she'll… I can't think of it. Damn. Just can't…'

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Keith stopped as soon as he had reached the room, for he noticed that the strongest of the Wraith in the room had noticed him.

"I mean no trouble, I just need to fe-"

"- you need your ass to get kicked, that's what you need" the leader spoke with a silky tune, gliding towards him as if there was no floor, he was almost hovering as he walked across the giant room, his yellow eyes locked on Keith.

"I-I'm not looking for a fight, I'm, I'm…" he closed his eyes, as he used to, and felt every single hair on his body prickle as the other got close to him and then circled around him.

"You're such a coward, at least when your boyfriend Marron isn't with you," the big, muscular Wraith stopped in front of him, glaring coldly at his closed eyes. Keith almost choked when he opened his eyes again – they were almost touching each other! The other had, intentionally, invaded his personal bubble.

"He's not my boyfriend," Keith hissed and tried to keep the little pride he had left alive, the Wraith in front of him snorted and caressed some of his dreads out of the face.

"The boys have asked me to ask you to be the runner for today, what say you?" the Wraith grinned, staring deep into the other's eyes. Keith couldn't have moved even if he'd wished to.

"Get a human, would you? Or are you afraid of humans?" he spat and ignored the fact that he was shivering with fear and suppressed anger.

"But we found a human, didn't we? We found you" he laughed, and soon the rest of the room was laughing with him. Keith was blushing in anger again.

"I don't have time, I have to rescue Marron" he growled, angrily, and glared back at the other.

"Oh, saving your princess, are you? Why won't you try a female, or don't they enjoy your flesh?" the tune was both mocking and serious, it made Keith wish he could just run away from the spot, lock himself in somewhere and roar in anger. He found no words, which made the other clearly happy about the whole situation.

Then there was another kind of roar, the alarm shook them all, making everyone except Keith (and possible the cat Marron) to run and arm themselves. Keith was nailed on the spot and tears of frustration covered his sight. He was so angry, so mad, and he knew he was too weak to clean himself from the mocking comments of the others.