Neveah woke up at 3 am to a police siren blaring past her apartment. "What the hell?" She mumbled incoherently. "She rolled over and pushed the curtains back, to reveal a giant mobile suit. Her eyes widened, it was a deep red suit with a wolf airbrushed on the front. "J...Jason..." She gasped and grabbed a robe and ran to the roof. Visions flooding her mind.
"See this?" Jason asked, slapping the red suit, lovingly. "What is it?" Neveah asked, as she craned her neck back to see the suit. "This is 'Wolf'. I am Wolf." He smiled and hugged her and led her off to a giant suit that was covered with a tarp. "This..." he said as he removed the tarp. "...is Fox. You are Fox," He said as she gazed at the giant black suit with an orange and white fox airbrushed on its chest. "W..what?" She sputtered. Now, Neveah was an accomplished mobile suit pilot, her father being a mechanist, she usually tested his suits. "Here, is the rest of the gang." He said, introducing her to three others. "Coyote, Hyena, and Jackal," The men nodded and the one woman grinned. "What...what is this?" She asked "I have grouped the finest pilots I could find. Together, we are The Pack. We are one." Jason said and the team cried out happily. Neveah backed up. "From now one, no one is to know your real name. Go by the laws of the Pack." The team cheered and Neveah backed up. She knew this would be trouble.
She stood on the roof, wind whipping her hair and she stared at the suit. "Fox. Come." Wolf's strong voice spoke. Neveah bowed her head and the emerald around her neck glittered. The emerald signified loyalty. She walked onto the suit's open hand. She knew that today was the day.
It was 5 a.m. and she was no longer aware that she was Neveah Walker, she was now a vicious member of The Pack. She sat in the tattoo parlor with the others, getting a Fox's face tattooed on her shoulder blade. Jackal looked at her and held her hand. His shoulder length brown hair was strewn everywhere, his deep brown eyes were unnerving. She blinked her blank, green eyes and flinched with pain. After the tattoo's where done, Wolf led the pack to their den to tune up their suits and rest.
Fox woke up in an uncomfortable cot with Jackal holding onto her, protectively. She rolled over, she was happy that she wasn't stuck with coyote. He was over on his own cot on the other side of the hanger and she could hear his snoring from here. Jackal's large brown eyes opened and he smiled at her. "Morning." He said in a soft voice. "Morning." Fox said and she brushed his hair back. "We haven't even had a formal introduction and here you are in my arms." He smiled. "And you're amazed?" "Yea, I'm surprised that you're not sharing a cot with Wolf." He said as she stretched and cuddled into his arm. "He's just a friend, like a brother, and that'd be to freaky." She smiled and floated back into a contented sleep.
Duo came up to Neveah's (Fox's) apartment and she wasn't there, he went in and found the place empty. He went to the roof, a neighbor commented that she went up there that night. Her robe was on the roof. He wondered, and looked over to see a security camera. He soon snatched the tape and ran home to view it.
End of Part 2