It was a nice summer day. Savrin, John and Chris are trying to catch a fish for supper. Jackie, Susie and Diane are just chatting a little. Zephyr is trying to make a fire. Pat is by the lake, washing her hair and fur. Abbie... well... Abbie is alone, sitting in the shade of a cottonwood tree, thoughtful. They didn't have a moment of peace like that since they were at the Wildtra Tribe. He was very deep on his thoughts, but not for long:

*wash*

ABBIE: AAHHH!!!
PAT: HAHAH! C'mon, Abbie, I thought ya was a canine, not a feline!
ABBIE: SHUT UP!!!
PAT: Whoa, there! I was only joking! Ya don't have to be so rude!
ABBIE: ... I'm sorry...

That sorry was so without feelings she felt bad for joking with him.

PAT: No, Abbie. I'm the one who's sorry. But y'know me. I like to make jokes. That's the way I tell a person that I like him/her.
ABBIE: I know, Pat. I was just thinking about...
PAT: ... about what?
ABBIE: ...Oh, nothing.
PAT: Hey, that's not a 'Oh, nothing' face to me. Tell me now, or I'll have to use my tickles strategy on you.
ABBIE: OK, OK! Well, it's more like a question... a question I wanna make you.
PAT: Well, shoot.
ABBIE: ... You can tell a person's future, can't ya?
PAT: Yes. Why ya ask?
ABBIE: I was wondering if you can tell a person's past, too.
PAT: Oh! Well, I can, but..
ABBIE: But?
PAT: But I can't use it when I want.
ABBIE: What? Why not?
PAT: I don't know. I can only use it when I try to summons it. But not so frequently.
ABBIE: ...can you try, now?
PAT: Why're so interested about my powers, anyway?
ABBIE: ...well, I always wanted to know about my past. I only can remember after I was adopted my Di's father.
PAT: I always imagined how come you two could be siblings, being from different species. Well, I guess it won't harm if we give it a shot. Hold my hands, Abbie.
ABBIE: Ok. Thanks.
PAT: Hmmmm... !!
ABBIE: What? WHAT?!
PAT: I, I can see it!!!
ABBIE: Really?! What can y...
PAT: SSHHH! I can only describe it after I saw it.
ABBIE: Sorry.

two minutes later...

PAT: PHEW!
ABBIE: Well? Tell me!
PAT: Ya really wanna know? Even if isn't pretty?
ABBIE: ...... sure. Tell me.
PAT: ...OK...

'You were from a forgotten city nowadays, named Frieden. Your parents were merchants, and they first saw eachother during one of their trips. Their routes were the same, so, while buying and selling, they were knowing and liking eachother. One day, they passed by a chapel, and decided to consumate their love right there, due to their love, big as a Cadillac. They came back to their city, and were congratulated by their friends and family. It was a relief for them, 'cause they would lead with their families' refuse. But the acceptance only made their love grew even more. But a big and pleasant surprise were waiting for them. They were living together since they came back, but work were calling. While they were preparing everything for the trip, your father, named Jordan, noticed Cien's face, your mother, very down.

JORDAN: What's wrong, luv?

Then, she started crying.

CIEN: I'm sorry, Jordan!
JORDAN: Whoa! Sorry, for what?
CIEN: I wanted to tell you before, but I was afraid! Afraid of how you would react!
JORDAN: WHAT? WHAT?!
CIEN: Jordan, I'll have your baby...
JORDAN: !!!... I'll be a father...

First, he was startled...

JORDAN: ...I'll be a father!

...Then, happy...

JORDAN: I'LL BE A FATHER!!!

...Then, VERY happy.

CIEN: So, you're not mad at me?
JORDAN: How could I be mad at you?! That's the best thing I ever heard in my life!!
CIEN: Really?...But, Our trip'll last 10 months, at least.
JORDAN: Don't worry. We'll have the baby during the trip. We just have to make some changes before our trip. Just the things for the labor. Like you said, the trip'll last 10 months, at least, but no more than that. We'll get back and ask the mayor for abstence from work. And then, we can raise our child properly.
CIEN: Talking about the baby, which will his/her name be?
JORDAN: Don't worry about that, now, honey. We'll have the whole trip to worry about it. Now, let's make the proper changes for the trip.
CIEN: OK, luv.

9 months later, you were born as Abbalion Harrison-Laredo. You were a healthy baby, but you were the cry-a-lot baby. But your parents didn't mind it. Just to see you smiling at them was enough to make them strong again. They came back and raised you until you were three years-old, when tragedy knocked at their door.'

ABBIE: WHAT?! What happened? What happened to my city? And with my parents?!
PAT: I'll just tell you if you stop interrupting me!

'Frieden's citizens were very peaceful, but its country were in war. The city always tried to stay as far as they could from war subjects. Due to a national law, the city was considered a neutral city. But there was a fella who didn't give a s*** about that law, or any law; and he arrived at Frieden. He got there, acting like the King of the Hill. He was very impolite and rude with everyone. Your parents were running a little market, and this person, named Caine Horgtie, stopped there.

JORDAN: ...What do you want?
CAINE: HEY! That ain't the way to treat a costumer! Hm... PUAH! Ya call it a MARKET?! It's more like a garbage can!
JORDAN: Look, buy something, or leave.
CAINE: Who do you think you are to give me orders?!
CIEN: What's wrong, Jordan?
JORDAN: Nothing, honey. Turn around and go back to your room.
CAINE: WHOA! What a hunnie!
JORDAN: HEY! Don't talk about my wife like that!
CAINE: QUIET, TRASH!!

Caine launched a punch, but Jordan made a move, and gave Caine a sequence of punches at his face and stomach.

JORDAN: Now, get out of my place!!!
CAINE: YA'LL PAY FOR THAT! EVERYONE'LL PAY!!! REMIND MY WORDS!!!
CIEN: Jordan! You're OK?
JORDAN: I'm fine. No one will treat you like that while I'm still alive!
CIEN: You heard his words? He said he'll come back!
JORDAN: Bulls***! He'll never come back.

He was wrong. Although he was a jerk and a pig, he was a very influential politician, and he used his power to get his revenge.'

ABBIE: But, as far as I know, no politician has this kind of power!
PAT: Maybe so, but he used two powerful weapons.
1-Your country was in war with a neighboring country, the same country where Savrin was born.
ABBIE: !
PAT: I know, but his parents never agreed with the war, like your parents, Abbie. Caine used this as an excuse to launch an armed attack against Frieden. The second reason was even more powerful than the war. A weapon that can make brothers fight against eachother...
ABBIE: ...bribes.
PAT: Ya got that right.
ABBIE: DAMN HIM!... well, at least, he's dead, now.
PAT: Maybe, but he was very alive when Frieden was attacked...

'Armed with tanks, soldiers and everything, he attacked the city, destroying everything. But he left your parents' market for the last. He was on top of a tank and, before he gave clearance for the tanks to attack, he screamed: 'I TOLD Y'ALL WOULD PAY!' And then, the tanks launched their rockets at their market... it blew up... with your parents inside... they didn't stand a chance. But, miraculously, you survived, but Caine didn't noticed. He left, followed by his army, laughing loudly. Two weeks later, a middle-aged cat arrived. The city was in ruins. He thought he could use anything and started searching. Nothing. He was about to leave, when he heard a baby's cry. He thought it was his imagination, but he searched, anyways, and he found you, half-dead due to the starvation. He had some rations, and he gave all to you. You ate them like it was your last meal, but ya did it with such a joy that the cat couldn't stop looking at you while eating. He asked your name, but you didn't say anything. He asked again, and you only showed him a book: 'MANY WAYS TO GIVE LOVE AND PEACE TO SOMEONE - ABBALION PERKINS'. So, he named you Abbalion Mai'lar, and took you as his son. The End.'

PAT: Phew! Happy, now?
ABBIE: A little. But I just don't get one thing.
PAT: What is it?
ABBIE: Why I couldn't remember anything? I had enough age to remember all this!
PAT: Your stepfather used a potion to made you forgot everything. But he didn't know about your parents, so you even forgot about them. It wasn't intentional. He only did that to make you forget all the bad things that happened to you, to forget all the suffering and pain. He loved you, Abbie. He didn't want to see you with that expression, again, when he found you. That's why he made you forget all that.
ABBIE: ...daddy... why'd you left? Why? Can you tell me why, Patrícia?
PAT: ...Sorry, man, but I didn't see why he left you and Di.
ABBIE: ...That's OK. At least, I know who my parents were. Thank you so much, Pat.
PAT: Don't mention it, friend.
ZEPHYR: AAAAHHHH!!!
JOHN: Not again, damit!
ABBIE: Lunch's ready.
PAT: Heheh, looks like it. Come on, Abbie. They'll need our help to put out the fire.
ABBIE: Go ahead. I'll be right there.
PAT: Sure... HAHA! FIREWOLF FOR SUPPER? AGAIN?
ZEPHYR: SHUT UP! SHUT UP!!!

Abbie looked at them for a while, and then satdown at the shade of the same cottonwood tree he was before. A few moments later, he started crying. But he wanted to cry. He needed to get this out of his chest. He WANTED to get this out of his chest. But he never found a reason. But he found a reason... a damn good reason... Many people, if they had Abbie's past, would prefer to forget everything, but not Abbie. Remembering his past was the best thing that could happen to him. And he cried because of this... because he was happy... happy to have a past..."