I brought my elbows up, fur and muscles rippling over my skinny frame. I now stood to be about six feet tall, I snarled, my beastly form making a few of the SGs tremble.

"Hold your ground men!" squawked a commander whose head wasn't anywhere near being human and instead was covered with feathers ranging from the color of blue to green. I bit back a chuckle and snarled, fisting my hands and swiping out a whole regiment of SGs with one move. I heard more howls from several of my First Generation comrades, including Lycan. A low rumble sounded in the back of my throat and I took out the other three regiments with one swift move, anger roiling in my gut.

"LYCANNNNNNNN!" I shout, shrinking back to my Neko form and searching for him with my green/gold eyes. I soon found his limp body laying face-down on the ground, blood pooling on the ground around him. I gasped, rushing up to him and gathering his large form in my arms, tears building behind my eyes. I couldn't lose the only friend and practically last family member I had, for he was all I had left.

"Car. . .der." He croaked, looking at me weakly, his gold eyes dimming. I gripped him tighter.

"No! Don't speak. Save your breath."

"These will be my last breaths... So, why just spend them with silence?" I gasped, my eyes widening.

"Please don't go. You're my one last tie to anything good." I sob.

"I'd just like... to tell you... that... you have... great potential. Don't... forget that." He whispered, his eyes drifting shut.

"No. Don't go to sleep."

"Carder." He scolded, his voice stern. "Shut up... and listen to me." My right ear twitched and I looked at my best friend curiously.

"Just... be 'it'. Close your eyes... count to ten... and come find me." Then the hand that held the front of my shirt in a tight grip fell limp and his head lolled to one side, his eyes closed. I let loose a cry of rage, then growled, running away from the scene after slinging Lycan's limp body over my shoulder. Once I had buried him, I heaved a sad sigh, walking away.