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Here's the second chapter of my fic, and I hope you all like it. I'm not sure what else to say aside from that. Just that I have such plans! And I'm going to apologize, considering this is dealing with Nadie's past there's no fluff between her an Ellis. =/

Nadie is narrating. I have decided this.

Thing of the Past

Chapter 2

I never knew, or understood what happened to my parents for a very long time. Part of me just accepted that it was a bunch of robbers looking for something. If they ever found what they were looking for we would never know, they burned the house down shortly after killing my mom and dad. But it haunted me for a very very long time, and I became a recluse person for it.

Years had gone by after her parents' death. Nadie had began weapon's training with her father's M1911 shortly after her 15th birthday. She had been raised in foster homes ever since the fateful night that took her parents away. Once a bright young friendly little girl, was now recluse and didn't get close to anyone, even if they tried.

She never did quite get over the whole thing. She felt abandoned in some manner, and left feeling empty without a real answer to what happened. She had also moved out of the Foster system after fighting tooth and nail that she could handle herself. She had a job serving customers in a local Mariachi restaurant and bar. She had lined up a small studio apartment, and saved up a good amount of money.

It took some convincing, and compromising, but as long as someone from the Foster Services got to check in on her once a week, making sure she was doing ok, they allowed her to live on her own. Now all she had to do was go through gun safety courses to gain ownership of her father's old gun. Of course she had started learning how to use it much sooner then that. When she was 14 the local Sheriff took her to the shooting range to let her begin learning.

She still was a quiet, and fragile girl. Easy to walk all over and take advantage of despite her growing attitude. She was a sweet girl, and very smart, but still quite gullable. She worked long and hard at the restaurant, and even there, the older women made her do their chores and work. The adults that all looked after Nadie wondered if she could really take of herself so soon.

She didn't allow herself much of a child hood. She didn't like playing with other kids, despite her gentle and naive nature. It wasn't that she didn't like being around other people, she just didn't like getting close to them. She was always afraid that they'd leave her, or dislike her even. This was a very quick characteristic that came around shortly after her parents died. No one could blame her, but perhaps it was a little selfish.

BLAM! Nadie fired off one bullet as it sunk into a round hay bail on the far end of the target range. "You're getting better at this, Nadie." The sheriff said in an impressed manner. She wasn't the best shooter, and he doubted she'd ever be an expert at it, but she wasn't horrible either. But she was close to taking the test for the gun license. After that she could keep the gun with her.

She smiled a little, perhaps a bit shy as she sat the gun onto the little wooden windowsill in her stall. The sheriff smiled back at her as he carefully took the gun and stuck it in it's holster. She had emptied the clip and was done for the day. Besides she had work to go to soon.

As they began to leave the shooting range the sheriff got a bit curious about how she was doing. She barely said much to him since they got there. She looked a bit worn out to be honest. "So how is living on your own?" he asked curiously as he opened the passenger door to his squad car for her. He told her he'd give her a lift back to work today after they had finished at the range.

She shrugged as she covered her mouth, yawning. "Not bad, I guess." she replied as she got into the car. He closed the door and made his way around the front before settling into the driver's seat as they buckled in. He started the engine and pulled away from the small shooting range as Nadie fell silent once again.

Nadie was by no means stupid, she was a very smart girl with potential to do whatever she set her mind to, but he worried about her, because of her quiet, and naive nature. Without any friends around her age she seemed kind of like an odd ball, and perhaps an easy target to guys that were more then willing to harm a young girl like Nadie.

Nadie was also on the cute side. She took after her mom as far as looks were concerned. Though she had her father's sharp whit, and his blue eyes and red hair, she was a very pretty young girl. He knew she was already being harassed by older guys at the restaurant she worked at. Though he knew she was safe, because her boss looked after her.

But, he still worried about her. It was part of his job, though he helped watch out for her after her parents died and knew the girl pretty well at the same time.

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She frowned to herself as a middle aged man groped her butt. She had this happen on a nightly basis as she served tables, but she still could never get use to it. She didn't like it when men groped her. She felt dirty to some extent. She also felt a bit used perhaps. This was just a new reason to be recluse she figured. Why would she want to be around people if this was how they were.

She tried to ignore it though as he laughed with his buddies at the small round table. As Nadie reached the front bar to return some empty glasses to her boss, an older man with white hair and a bushy mustache he watched her. "You ok, Nadie?" he asked feeling concerned for his youngest employee. The older women knew how to laugh it off, or ignore it better then Nadie. Nadie was only a teenager trying to live in an adult world. She was still vulnerable.

Nadie just smiled absently. "I'm fine!" she put on a fake smile and cheerful tone. He frowned at her though. She was trying to act tough but he knew she was probably upset. But he shook his head as he handed her the next order she had to deliver. She took the tray as she spun around on her heals and began to walk to a more pleasant table.

This table was mostly nicer looking people. Three guys and a young pretty woman. She began to hand out their drinks as they smiled at her and thanked her. She smiled back as she parted with an empty tray to take the next table's order.

She wasn't sure what she was going to with herself beyond this just yet. She just figured this was good enough for a while. She had kind of wished that one day she'd gain more clues about who killed her parents, though she didn't even know where to begin. Even if she did what could she really do about it? She wasn't particularly strong, or able to do much.

But one day she had hoped for some closure. To be so young and to have your parents taken away from you was a little more emotional then some people could understand. She knew if she had some sort of answer, a great weight would be lifted from her shoulders. Until then, this was what she was condemned to.

BAM, right in the face! Miguel hit the ground hard just outside of some jewelery store. Nadie had since moved to a bigger town, hoping for better work. Yet she still worked in Mariachi joints, which led to the man sprawled out on the ground with a bloody nose. "To hell with men." Nadie said with tears in her eyes.

Miguel looked on in disbelief as Nadie clutched two plastic bags as she trotted away from the man she had just knocked off his feet. It almost felt good, and empowering as she thought about it. Though she was still upset and angry with how he took advantage of her kindness. To toy with her emotions! What nerves of that guy! She honestly thought he was a cool guy!

After what seemed like ages she slowed to a stop, her tear stained cheeks throbbing as she had been crying the whole while without realizing it. The first person she wanted to connect with in years and he tricked her into giving him money for, what she thought, he was gonna buy a new mariachi guitar. But she caught him spending it on some young woman.

She sniffed as she rubbed the tears from her eyes and face before she looked around. She began to realize she didn't recognize this part of town. She was in a darker place, and just before her was a dark looming ally way. She made a frustrated face as she turned on her heals as if to retrace her steps. Great now that no good Miguel made her get lost!

But before she could get much further she could hear gun fire. It rang in her ears as she shrieked, crouching down and covering her ears, her eyes closing tightly. She could hear more gun shots echo through out the narrow road that had to large and long apartment buildings on either side. almost like an ally within itself really.

BLAM BLAM! More gun fire, much closer. She peeked her eyes open just in time to get snatched up by a middle aged man as he held her tight. She squirmed of course, thrashing about to get loose. "Hey! Let me go!" she cried out. She then felt the cold steel of a gun barrel press against the side of her head. "Stop moving unless you want to die!" he shouted at her as she froze in place.

"Let the girl go." Came a strong, firm voice. Nadie looked over to see a woman, probably in her 30's with her own gun point directly at the man who had hold of Nadie. She felt new tears stinging in her eyes as she grew nervous at this situation. She had even left her hand gun back home. She knew she should have been carrying it with her, but she didn't think this sort of thing would happen to her.

"Not happening chica!" the man called back with panic. The woman smirked as she brushed long soft black hair back behind her shoulders. Green eyes flashed with a feral look on her face. "Shoot her and I'll shoot you, Michael." she said smoothly, as if daring him to do it. "Hey that's not funny!" Nadie called out as she gained an angry look.

The woman perked a brow at the girl as her emotional upset suddenly disappeared. A wild flare of her own flashed in her blue pools for eyes. Eyebrows twitching as she had just about enough of being taken advantage of. Suddenly a dangerous streak erupted within herself, though she had no clue as to where it came from.

She quickly, and as hard as she could, stomped on the man's foot, feeling it crack under her own foot as he yelped out in pain as his gun fell from his hand. "Duck!" the other woman commanded to Nadie. She didn't have to say it twice as Nadie quickly bolted out of the way. "If you have any last words, say 'em." Came the woman's voice as she grinned dangerously. Michael cried out again as the woman's fire arm went off, a bullet tearing through his abdomen.

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After it had all been said and done, Nadie was of course fascinated with the woman. "Who are you?" she asked, ignoring the fact that there was a dead man just ten feet away. The woman tilted her head as she eyed the young Hispanic woman. "Lita." She replied casually as she slid her revolver back into it's holster at her hip.

Nadie eyed her, almost trying to figure her out. Why was she chasing that man to begin with. "You ok?" Lita asked as she watched Nadie, almost seeming confused. Usually girls like Nadie would turn and run away, perhaps go to the police in a panic. But not this young girl. Perhaps it intrigued Lita that the red head before her questioned her with her blue eyes.

Nadie stood up straight as she nodded. "Why were you chasing him?" she interrogated. This Lita woman didn't look much like a cop, nor did she look like she belonged to any sort of gang. She wore a button up long sleeved black western type of collared shirt, a tight fitting pair of blue jeans, and plain out brown worn in cowboy boots. She looked more like some kind of macho woman.

Lita perked both of her brows. This young kid was pretty nosey, she thought. She never got asked so many questions by a complete stranger. Then again she was use to being alone, and she herself liked it that way. "He had a bounty on his head. I'm a bounty hunter." she replied. Though intrigued to some degree the questioning was slightly annoying.

In the last few years Nadie had met a couple of these types of people. Both were male however, and sleezy. Though, when explained to her, bounty hunting was kind of like an off shoot of police work, she wondered how such people were allowed to do this sort of thing. It was suppose to help the justice system not be an excuse to be an ass hole.

Nadie sighed as she could see the perturbed look on Lita's face as she relaxed a little. She had no idea what came over her just now. But she suddenly reverted back into her shy self as she flushed a bit. "S-sorry.. I guess the adrenaline got to me.." Nadie muttered as she clung to her grocery bags. She still had them even? She was surprised after that had happened she hadn't lost them.

Lita shrugged as sirens could be heard in the distance. Oh good, someone could help her bring this guy's body in for her reward. "What's your name kid?" Lita asked curiously as she placed one hand on her hip. She wasn't sure herself, but she saw something in the young girl that only a gun slinger could see. Potential. That spark in Nadie's eyes before she stomped on that man's foot told her everything she needed to know.

"Nadie.." Nadie replied as she watched Lita confused. Lita smirked at the young woman as the sirens came closer. "Ever used a gun, Nadie?" She asked. Her voice was so full of confidence, and self pride. A certain strength Nadie lacked, but yearned for. Nadie nodded her head. "I own a Colt M1911.." she replied quietly unsure where this was going.

"How would you like it, if I taught you some things?" Lita questioned as finally some cop cars pulled into the narrow rode. Lita distinctly, and without much more then a passing thought pulled out her wallet, flashing her bounty hunting license and ID. A License to kill. That was how the sheriff of her home town described it.

And that, was when I met my mentor. That was when I was truly exposed to the life of a bounty hunter.

This one was a bit longer. But I hope it doesn't seem rushed. Trust me I got bigger plans for this! There will be more chapters to come. I hope you all like this... Let me know! If I should add anything I'm open to suggestions =D