Days went by in the zoo after the chaotic arrival of the new additions. It was cold outside very cold... Evil yawned as he woke up, he got up from his bed and stretched his neck. He looked at his shelf a small bottle of translucent liquid laid on it.

He grinned as he reached for it and then stopped as he looked back to his roommate. He had been there staring at the wall in that same position, freaking annoying him as he observed him. He hadn't bother to talk to him, he figured he'd settle on his own but the quiet was different to him. He broke the Ice.

"Yo, Fighter. Don't tell me your dead."

"I've been keeping to myself."

"Yea, I noticed. I'm surprised you've haven't punched punched hole in my wall." Evil squinted at him as he looked at the wall and sat there on his trampoline with his back facing him. "It's been a couple of days since that...unpleasant take over. And your behaviour has been a bit unsettling."

"How so?"

"I have not seen you move from that spot for three days." Evil scowled at him, "And you've been quiet...I hate to say this but I-."

"Missed my voice?" Fighter finished his sentence then gave an unsavory chuckle, it was a hearty laugh that made his skin crawl for a moment.

"Hm hm hm ha ha."

"And there's that shit! Stop. It! I'm the one that's supposed to have the sinister laugh." He Evil frowned at the bear, "And for gods sake turn around you drama queen!" He turned his head slightly to him his back still facing him. He gave a pensive and rather deathly stare accompanied with a Cheshire grin.

"Your one talk, I seen you grabbing some odd liquids from the zoo's pharmacy. What are you planing?" His tone was distant but at the same time welcoming… Evil eyes went shifty he didn't like being watched, hell he didn't like being followed either. He wasn't going to admit his blunder, nor would he tell him of his plunder.

"Bull. You've been sitting there."

"Really? Then why don't I smell like Lech's dirty socks?"

"One: eww." He stuck out his tongue. "Two: good point..." He started to feel a bit antsy.

"Showering, eating, bathroom breaks and then back here." He listed his routine on his paw. "What was so important you need to break the locks for the pharmacy doors?"

Evil remembered snipping the locks on the door and sneaking into the place. Fine, he caught him. But he wasn't going to let him rat him out to Prozac. He needed to do this for...personal reasons.

"Please your screwing with me."

"If I were you'd be on the bed."

They both paused as Evil recovered.

"Must you kill the mood?"

Fighter remained silent. For a moment then got up from his perch and walked to him. Evil gave him a stern look. "I have chloroform you dolt. I just want to use on someone."

"Sara." His eyes narrowed as he looked at him coldly.

"What's wrong gonna-"

"What does it do?" he asked.

Evil was taken aback. "It makes the victim lose consciousness."

"A lose of control?"

"In a sense?"

"Good. Let's rock." He grabbed his scarf and tied around his neck.

Evil snorted at him, he was never this gung-ho. "Sorry, I just can't take you seriously after that. You sure your ready for this: boyscout?" he grinned sarcastically.

"She hurt my family, If she hasn't done anything but apologize to us, then our revenge should have no bounds." His stare was intense. Evil liked this attitude. He picked up a bottle from his shelf.

"To be honest she's been quiet. Didn't even give Gay a proper apology at the picnic. The rest have been silent."

"Just silence…." He shook his head and spoke again, "That reminds me… No one's gonna die, right?"

"No! On my honour! And if everything goes smoothly of course."

"Good. Very good." He sounded pleased.

"You'll have to distract her though. Before I work my magic."

Fighter grabbed his dufflebag and walked with him out of the room. Hopefully he wasn't rusty.

Cara sat down in the sedan as she looked through a newspaper, a Tent was on the front of the paper. She rolled her eyes as she threw the thing on the table. It was boring here, no one besides her sister after the incident bothered to talk to her, It started to grade on her nerves. She rested her head on her paw,

"Idiots."

"You or the headlines on the newspaper? It's a dying form of media honestly." Fighter walked out of the shadows of the bedroom entrance with his dufflebag in hand.

She rose her eyebrow inquisitively. "You just insulted me?!"

"Yes, yes I did." He smiled "What's on the paper anyhow?" She sliced up the paper with her claws and threw it in his face.

"Read it yourself."

He looked at her coldly and sighed. "Alright then I'm heading out."

He started to walk away from her. She spoke first.

"What? No empty threats?"

He turned to her and spoke. "The only empty thing here is sitting on the couch playing with paper."

She narrowed her brow annoyed, then chuckled. "I set myself up for that. Fine. Where are you going?"

He rolled his eyes annoyed at her. Did see really care? He saw a Grey shadow slowly approaching. "None of your business." he replied.

"Fine." She growled. "Can you at least give me a tour of this dump?" She laid back in the chair and smiled as he walked up to her. "No." One word couldn't have given him this much enjoyment.

"You little bitch." She replied her nose flared.

"I'll take that as a compliment."

"You can't let this go? Gay did and he's fine!" He narrowed his brow and smiled as he turned his back to her. The bait was set and she took it. She jumped on his back and rode him like horse as she jerked the scarf off his neck. He held his neck in discomfort. She had his scarf, a smile grew on her lips as she waved it around like a flag.

"Now. Show me around..." She placed her claw inches away from the cloth, he saw the veiled threat. Then sliced across the musical scale. "What's the matter? You lost your balls after I stole a piece of cloth? I thought you were a Fighter? COME on! Fight me!" Evil was just at the entrance of the living room.

He took a breath and spoke flatly "No." His brow narrowed as he relaxed his arms loosely holding his bag.

She laughed at him. "Ha ha, Can't hit a girl? Aren't you a gentlm-" She felt a heavy weight on her chest as she let go of the cloth. She landed flat on her butt with a thud.

He calmly walked forward and grabbed it off the ground. He dusted it off and wrapped it around his neck. "Agh!" Sara said as she pulled of the dufflebag off of her. She looked at it and then ripped the thing up with her claws faster then she did with the newspaper.

She looked dumbfounded at contents. "Why are there rocks, A water bottle, And a tuning fork in this bag?"

"Weight training mostly..." She got back up and growled her claws ready.

"Oh and one more thing..." He noticed his ally slowly creeping behind her. He pointed to the scarf around his neck.

He gave a blank stare, the memory of Gay beaten in front of him fulled his anger like a train headed straight to her. She went wide eyed in response. "This was my first gift from him. Don't you DARE lay your paws on it!" She felt a cloth over her mouth as she panicked for a moment then stopped struggling as the drug did it's work. Evil spoke up. "Hey, help me drag her up out of the exhibit."

He looked over her form then to the destroyed bag. He nodded and sighed.

The forest was frigid he could see ice formed from on the branches of the trees surrounding him, each of them had small coat of white on them. The ground was covered by a blanket of snow, it was difficult trying to find his old spot where his friends would train. The snow covered most of the land marks he used to guide him back there. Rocks covered, leaves dried out. But despite the hindrance he followed a trail of footprints and then heard the familiar sound of his comrades.

"All-ahh rrright." Mike shivered. Today I'm going to show you what conditioning is in a fight."

He heard teeth chattering. "M-m m-m Mike.." Jimmy shook in the cold the tip of his tail was cold he wore a blue scarf, it didn't help him at all. "W-w-hat? The cold getting to you?"

"Yes, you idiot! Were freezing our asses off! Tali is literary hugging a tree for warmth!" Clyde scowled while shivering.

"I'll admit not my brightest moment..." She said.

"Ok then, pull your self off." Clyde said

She inhaled deeply and growled.

They all looked at her oddly. Then Jimmy gasped in shock, "Crap! She's stuck!" He ran to her and starting blowing his breath on the ice to try to thaw her out. "Alright maybe we need to stop." Mike shook his head. Tali sighed as she thanked the raccoon for his assistance. Clyde smirked, "Look on the bright side. At least we didn't have to use our-" Pop! She hit him in the mouth with her tail.

"Ok, I deserved that!" at least his cheek was warm. They heard footsteps dragging in the snow. Mike smiled knowing who they belonged to.

Fighter held his scarf as he looked at the group, "Sup guys." He felt a large weight now on his body as he held it on tried to keep balance. Tali had grabbed him and started hugging him tightly, it was like a vice was around body. "Nice to see you too? I guess." He said flatly. "Need warmth. Share it with me!" He would of smiled at that comment. Mike noticed something different about him, his missing bag.

"It's been along time. Great to see you again, what happened to your bag?" Tali jumped off of him.

He gave a tired look, "It's gone."

"Ok then you lost it. We can get a new one."

He stared off at a frozen tree. Mike scratched his head, this was familiar. Tali looked at him as well. He was off she knew it too and at the same time she felt it was similar. "Alright I-I hate to ask you this but since the snows been piling up we need a place to- chill out."

Tali and Clyde looked at him unamused, this wasn't the time to make bad jokes.

"Yea, yea that was lame. Blame the kid he's probably laughing..." He noticed his silence, he was sitting down against a tree.

"Kid, what' going on here? You alright?" He had seen him like this in a long while.

"I'm fin-"

"No. Your not." Mike spoke up as he troded through the snow to him. He looked up at his face and he started to piece it together. "What's bothering you? I haven't seen you this...cold since..." He stopped he didn't want bring that up. The others noticed too and began to start asking him questions. Clyde remembered something. "Oh yeah! Fighter's friends got placed in the breeding program! Female trouble?" He smirked cheekily.

"Like you wouldn't believe. I took care of it don't worry." His tone was dull.

Clyde smirked, "Alright then let's-"

"No. That doesn't sound right at all." Mike narrowed his brow. Tali nodded as she looked at his expression, it was a cold, bitter stare she knew that feeling well. That amount of malice could only be pulled out from a dire encounter. "What happened over there?"

He narrowed his brow… "You wouldn't believe me."

"Please if your this wound up then I'll listen." Mike narrowed his brow sternly as he looked at the bear.

He went over the events to his friends, their arrival, the introductions, their...unsavory servitude and the aftermath. He felt sick to his stomach. Clyde spoke first. "So what's got you so-" He glared at Clyde his stare shut him up. He felt threatened by his menacing, yet pained glare.

"She took over our bodies, Beat my friend to an Inch of his LIFE! And all I could do was watch...I Will Not be made a bystander! NOT again!" He clenched his fists as he kept his glare. Tali walked away from Fighter and further into the woods. Mike held up his palms to try to calm him down.

"Your hurt I know that. But you can't let that rule over you. Let's just sit down before we do something we regret."

He sighed, "Too late." He sounded a bit to calm.

"The heck does-What did you do?!" Mike said frantically.

"Unfortunately I've haven't been phlegmatic, she really knows how to push my buttons. Evil and I used chloroform on her and she fell unconscious. Then I helped him pull her over the railings and dropped her body and left."

"You left her with him?" He nodded.

"That's pretty fucked up." Clyde looked at him sternly

"Uh huh. What about beating someone to unconsciousness and dragging their bloodied body over the edge and then dumping them who knows where?" he responded. He felt wet as he sat there in the cold. Clyde looked at him seriously and spoke.

"Yea. That's more messed up."

"Don't you encourage him!" Mike shouted

"I'm not believe me! I can just- Relate to him is all." Clyde shook his head.

Jimmy looked down in sorrow. "Geez."

Mike shook his head in frustration "Is Gay alive?"

He nodded.

"...Your lucky. But I'm still-' Mike paused pensively as he looked to side that spat on the ground. 'disappointed in you. I can understand a good beat-down to protect those around you but only if things were at their worst. And believe me. It's close, so very close. But at least no one died. That is something I can't forgive."

"She should be fine." He felt colder as he sat down.

"Do you know that?"

"She can control others at will...She's fine."

"I want you to apologize to her when you get back, and think about what you did. Your better than this." He paused and looked at his friends, Mike had a worried expression he was trying to hide it. Clyde looked at him with briefly then turned his head away, Jimmy kept looking down at the snow shivering. He then remembered what they said. They need a temporary home, his family wouldn't mind. He had to buck up for their sake.

"Your right. I'll apologize...Despite the fact Sara doesn't deserve it." He got up from his spot and shook his body, snow had covered his arms and legs.

"Come to the exhibit later and ask Prozac if you can stay...I can't let my friends freeze out here right?" He gave a strained smile. Mike looked at him sternly and shook his head. "Jimmy dig out our shit will you..."

The bear continued to walk back to the zoo the cold was the only thing to accompany him, then he felt something as he turned around. Tali was behind him she gave him a cold stare. "Your going to tell me off too?" He said. She grabbed him and pulled him close, her head was in his chest. He felt something wet. She wasn't-Then she wrapped her tail around his legs. "Pitch." She spoke softly. He had no response.

"Listen to me right now. Don't let this change you, do you hear me?" He nodded.

"Because what I saw, it bothered me. No. It reminded me of someone."

His eyes widened "Don't. Don't you say ma-"

"Me."

"What?" he said surprised. The wind blew fiercely as the two stood there. She looked at him with a determined look on her face, her brow was narrowed and her nose was twitching.

"Remember when you asked me what happened two years ago? I saw my brother killed in front of me...then he told me: "To survive here you need to stop caring. Your held back by simple feelings, we are animals and we all die the same." I took those words… and spat them back in his face. But it didn't stop the pain I felt." She clutched his chest he felt her breath on his chest, He knelt down and held her tighter her muzzle just at his ear.

"Everyday I had to fight for my life, adrenaline was the only thing keeping me from not stopping dead in my tracks as the animals became larger and deadlier than the last. And then after a while I just grew cold. I think a better term would be indifferent to things around me. The only thing that brought me solace was the thought ending that sick animal's life."

She clutched him tighter. "And then the days blended together; kill, eat, sleep. Kill, eat, sleep. Over and over...At that point I forgot my brother's face. My emotions were stripped away- until you showed up. Your songs and little jokes...made me remember what I was fighting for." She gave him a heartfelt smile. He returned the smile, a tear forming from his eye, she wiped it away.

"I know she hurt you, everyone around you. But you can't let that wound fester, that cold rage you have can be used for something better when you channel it. The scar will remain but it's reminder of how we need to move forward…Forgive her. I don't want to see you lose yourself. And if not, then apologize to the one's that cares about her."

Oh my...I forgot her, Again...She was the reason…

She nuzzled her face in his neck. "Oh and get over yourself. Before I have to kill you, Butter snout." She jokingly smiled. W- He felt a sharp pain in his neck, Shit! He thought as she bit into his neck, she didn't draw blood but it brought him out his thoughts.

"Ok, what was that for?!" he looked bewildered as he held his neck.

"A reminder so that you know what needs to be done." She smiled at him.

He narrowed his brow and nodded. He had work to do.