HAT: Okay, so this is what I was thinking about when it comes to Lyon's past before... well you'll see eventually on Unheard of by Brit and I. I realize that I've been very vague about him and you do and you don't know his full personality as well as pretty much knowing practically nothing of his past so I decided to make this to fill you in. Hope that you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot, OCs, and craziness... yeah, I'm both the funny crazy and the kinda depressing crazy... you'll see what I mean.

A small gray and black calico tom-kit with blue-gray eyes pads after a larger version of himself with longer fur. The larger tom stops and holds out his paw expectantly. The smaller tom grabs the paw of his older brother and the two of them continue on their way. The tom-kit looks around, trying to determine where they are, but none of their surroundings are familiar to him. His mind, briefly, flashes with images of blood and his ears fill with screams. He looks up at his older brother and wonders if he's thinking of it as well.

"Tyger," the smaller cat says hesitantly.

Tyger looks down at his younger brother. "What, Lyon?"

Lyon gulps and gains his courage. "Where're we going?"

There's a long silence that's completely unexpected to the smaller calico, but he's patient enough, though it takes so long he thinks that his brother will not answer. "We're going someplace safe, where you can play all day if you want."

A grin. "I like the sound of that."

"Now, we have to be quiet," the older brother whispers, his ears pricked.

The younger brother nods and tightens his grip on the larger bi-colored tom-kit. The both of them try their best to make sure that they're not taken off guard by anything. Tyger obviously wants to protect his younger brother and is willing to do anything to do that. Lyon squeezes his big brother's paw when he thinks he hears something, but so long as the older tom's calm, he's calm as well, or at least as calm as he can be. Tyger suddenly stops, breathing in deeply and swiveling his ears.

"T-"

"Shh."

Lyon obediently stays silent before he's shoved forward, and they're running. Lyon doesn't know what they're running from, but he knows if he can't run fast enough they won't make it. He doesn't want to be the cause of he and his brother no longer being able to carry on with their dreams. The smaller calico tries his best not to pant loudly, but it's difficult since he's too small. Finally his brother picks him up and runs. Lyon can feel the heavy rhythm of his own heart, but of his brother's erratic heart.

Please, dear Everlasting, help us, prays the kitten.

Lyon rounds a corner and there's a loud whistling nearby. Lyon looks around with frantic eyes and they near a large pile of crates. Tyger stops and gently puts his younger brother in an open one and moves to keep going, but he's grabbed by his younger brother.

"Please, don't leave me," begs the younger calico.

The long furred young tom looks down at his brother and then nuzzles him. "I love you, bro... please, make it. I'll come back one day," he promises.

"When?"

"Probably in a long time," admits the tom says before his ears flick at nearby voices. "Stay hidden and stay alive... goodbye, Lyon."

Lyon watches as his brother runs off and two large toms, one black and silver and the other is silver and gold, follow him with taunts. Finally the bi-colored kit can't take it and follows them and when he's about to round the corner he hears his brother grunt as the toms cry out in victory. Lyon freezes as the grunts continue and the taunts rise up as if trying to drown out the cries of his brother. With fearful blue-gray eyes Lyon peers around the corner to see his brother crumbled on the ground and taking the beating. Lyon bites his bottom lip to keep from whimpering and watches as his brother's body goes from fighting back to completely limp while the entire time he mouths pleads for his brother to get up and fight back, to regain his strength and take down these two toms no matter how much bigger they are than him.

"We lost his little brother," the silver and gold one complains.

"Whatever, we've got the main one we're looking for," the other one replies, picking up the unconscious cat.

Lyon turns around and runs back towards the crate that his brother put him in, seeing the scene over and over again. He collapses in the crate and when he's sure that they're not coming for him he allows himself to cry.

Tyger... please, please come back for me, thinks the desperate kitten as he cries himself to sleep.

HAT: I feel terrible...

Marcus: *walks by, whistling, then stops, walks closer and reads the last part and looks at me* Why? Wasn't making me the worst father ever and torturing Tugger and Darkened Heart enough?

HAT: ... apparently not.

Marcus: *rolls eyes* Oh, great...

HAT: Don't judge me!

Marcus: *raises eyebrow*

HAT: *judged* Shaddup!

Marcus: *shakes head and turns to readers* Review.