I've been thinking that I should traduce this story to spanish, after all there aren't any... Anyway, this is one step further into Alex's past.

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Chapter9. The Talk

Chance snorted 'Yeah right...' gaining the instant attention of the smaller tom-kat, who whipped at him with a glare. But the female just frowned vaguely at some idea that had been circling in her head for a while, since the moment she woke up next to Chance and the word 'friend' was mentioned. Two days, she had been knowing these guys, for two freaking days and they had already found their way into her heart.

She looked at Chance, she looked at the tall, muscular and attractive tom- kat. She could say from the moment she met him, that he had quite a level of self-confidence and thought himself as a ladies man and Jake's big brother. She smiled, remembering last night....He also seemed a little rebellious, not that she was sure about it... She liked him, yes she did.

"What?" the caramel furred one asked slightly annoyed for his friend's reaction at his comment "You're making fun of me, aren't you?"

She looked at Jake, she looked at the small, well kept and adorable tom-kat and her frown became notorious. He was an interrogation mark to her, a little mystery. From what she could guess, he was calm and passive, shy and very intelligent but all that she could see was a very moody kat. It's like if he has been under pressure lately, you know, stress and stuff...

And still staring at him, her heart skipped a beat when he flashed his fangs at Chance in not a friendly manner. Her breath slowly became difficult as her heart raced in her chest, her mouth went dry and the ears turned alert.

"Oh, no!" Chance answered quickly, maybe too quickly, with a big grin. "Just thinking happy thoughts..." It was obvious that he had disagree with Jake's statement or knew the real reason for his edginess.

She had knew from the moment she had seen him, that she found him appealing. She didn't know why, but there was something about him, something that gave her the good chills every time he looked like a wild beast. It was kind of a need... An urge... Two days he had been circling her head, knowing him for two days... Two days...

Jake glared, and opened his mouth ready to snap back at the bully, when the present female interrupted his trail of thoughts.

"I've been thinking guys..." She started, trying to focus on what she was about to say "That we really don't know each other... And since I've been bothering you two, the best thing I could do it's give you some reference about myself..."

She stopped talking, expecting their comments, but the guys just blinked and stared at her like if she came from another planet or had a new head. Slowly, knowledge drained on them and both laughed nervously as they remarked about totally forgetting about that fact.

"Crud!" Chance said surprised "It feels like years...!" and proceeded to explain a little bit of his life [and stuff you already know, 'cause let's face it, you're a SWAT Kats fan! But in case you don't remember a thing, get into google and search it for yourself. -..-#] Then after they listened attentively, Jake proceeded to tell a little bit of his own. [Do I have to repeat myself?]

"It's my turn to speak up then..." She took a deep breath, she had made up her mind and was ready to tell her past, waiting for them to live with it "I was born in the west side of the city [Isn't that the dangerous part?] and lived in a small house in the suburbs with my parents Willow Whiskeys and Janzen Redstreaks.... until they died in a car accident when I was around 6..."

"Ouch." Chance muttered "Losing the parents it's a painful deal..." And when you lose them so early... It leaves a mark, he knew that well. His eyes glittered for a minute, wondering on his past for a second, before going solid again. The wonder brought him memories he thought forgotten, memories of his great friend Black D. He smiled at himself when her radiant face floated in his mind, her piercing gray eyes, her long white hair... Her musical laugh... That losed itself in loneliness...

His face fell at this, he knew Black D. when he was just a kitten. The typical next door she-kat, but for him, she was the must wonderful kat he would ever met. Until one day... The headmaster came to the classroom and called for her, soon after she ran off the place. The news... Her parents died. Weird enough, they seemed to be fine one minute and just drop dead in the next... And after that, nothing was the same. She became dark, pushed him away and closed in herself... So far in, where he couldn't reach her...

"I'm sorry..." The distant voice of Jake brought him back to reality.

She gave them a small smile for their sympathy "It's okay... Anyway, the only family I got left was my uncle, but he refused to accept me [why would he do that?], so I ended up in a low class orphanage where nobody cared about any of us... I made tons of friends there [sure you did] and spent happy years along Dd and Yism, that was until they got adopted... They went away and I stayed there feeling all lonely and crap... Then, the orphanage closed and instead of relocating me, I was sent to my uncle. This time, strangely enough, he took me, but my life didn't go any better, so I ran away when I was 12 after founding Dd again. Later, that night, I made Dd a visit that ended me living in her yard [O.o]... But that was before I figured out that her foster dad abused her..."

"WHAT!?" both kats shouted angry, they looked ready to kill. Apparently, they hated that kind of people as much as her.

She just cleared her throat and continued, hoping they were ready for the ugly part "So we went away together and from that time on, we lived in the streets depending on our own. But just for a short time, because we found an abandoned laboratory and we moved in, making it our house [laboratory house?]. Dd decided it could be a great place to start a drug business. Imagine, we were hungry and desperate... So I was easily convinced into reproducing the most used, d-12 and such..."

[o.O] The boys' mouths hung open. She had reproduced d-12? What kind of she- kat reproduces drugs in an abandoned lab? That surely means criminal records...

"I tried to not get too involved in the deals, but I really got so into the mixing and creating stuff, that I was quickly making my own substances. [O.o she created drugs too?!] Dd loved them and soon she was telling everybody about them... And selling them too! Before I knew it, I was swimming in cash and had the police after my tail..."

They guys were totally wordless. Maybe they were getting far more information of what they bargained for... they sure had a dangerous, yet smart guest... They had no idea of what to think. Sure she was full of surprises and weird, freakish and trouble some stuff, but the drugs things... that was the past, right? Right?!

Even if she ignored them, she hoped they didn't throw her on the street at the things she was letting out "I was worried about Dd, she had her nose deep buried in that shit... Yet, I wasn't too surprised when one night I found her dead form an overdose. Actually..." she said halfheartedly, her face falling at a sad recall "The surprise came later, when I had to finish one of her deals myself and the dealer was actually an undercover agent who whipped my tail into reformatory...I got out three years ago, ready to start a new life [uff, that makes me feel better]. I got a bad job and a small apartment, but I was happy nonetheless... But since I'm cursed, I lost my job 'cause I refused my boss' tactics and with out salary, the landlord kicked me out. That night I met Pyro in a bar, who luckily was looking for a roommate and after a few words I got a new home."

She looked at them, they seemed to be in other planet or far away for that matter. Both had the same face: Big, widened eyes, jaw dropped, tail and ears twitching repeatedly. Getting no reactions from them she made some effort and hit Chance in the head, repeatedly.

He yelped, when she tossed him the alarm clock "Crud!" the snarl was muffled 'cause with the impact he fell form his chair, for a wounded she- kat sure she was strong.

"Your life sure has been interesting..." Jake mumbled, he was now aware of his surroundings thanks to Chance, who got the great idea to grab him for support when he was falling. Successfully dragging him to the ground with him.

"Too interesting..." Chance muttered, picking himself up, he turned around and swiftly left the room with out looking back at her.

"Mind us a second." Jake said seriously and trailed after Chance.

There are no words to describe how she felt in that moment, those feelings of loneliness can't be described, just felt. Like a small bird, she had trusted her bird mom to look after her when she had spread her wings for the first time. But the air beneath her wings had gone and she had fell calling for help, and bird mom never came. She had hit the ground. Her wings had broken and from her little body, a trail of fresh blood emanated like a spring. Gazing up, at the tree where her nest rested, her bird mom stared back at her. Her little body was now bloody and slowly life was slipping away from her, leaving a motionless corpse in the side walk and a chirping bird singing pleasantly to the nature.

(A/N I have no idea of what I've written in the last paragraph, it just came. I hope you get the idea of what it's like to trust and be deceived, to realize that even the people you love the most may be something else. Trust is a gift, don't throw it away.)

And she stayed there, alone. At first she felt blank, and slowly went sad. The hot prickle of tears bothering her eyes, she had the feeling she was getting out of there, fast. Then, when she was becoming angry with them for not giving her a chance, they popped their heads through the door with huge grins.

"We have decided that you're staying until you feel better." Jake answered, studying her glittering eyes, had she been crying? She couldn't have thought that they were going to leave her in the street could she? So different form the girl he saved, maybe she was been protective in that time because she didn't knew him... Maybe she gave up trusting on kats, not that he could blame her...

"What's your topping?" they asked in chorus.

"Huh?" was all she could manage with a frown.

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Since I have nothing to write down here I'll say: No, I don't own D-12 or the SWAT Kats for that matter. But I do own Alex, the bird and Black D.

Oh, and since this it's my space to rant I'll recommend you megatokyo.c0m, emilystrange.c0m and vgcats.c0m

Enjoy!!