Please comment. I might finish this, and I might not. But... oh well. It's based off 2 of my favourite books, by the way.
It was a normal day. Well, as normal as it could get when you lived in a cage. Yes, we lived in a cage. Me and my friends/family of 5 teens. Briar, Jezabel (Jez), Damon, Val, Galen, and me, Rai. We were... different. Most people called us freaks. Why, you ask? We are part animal, part human. Cool, right? Nope. Not even close. We were captured for what we are. You could say that we were freaks who didn't deserve to live.
Briar is half panther, changing completely into it. She's the youngest of all of us at 14.
Jez is part lion. Complete with a tail, ears, retractable teeth and claws, and a patch of golden fur running down her spine. She's 15.
Damon is odd. He has floppy brown dog ears. That's pretty much it. He's 15 too.
Val. He's a big, muscley guy. Like a bear. Which is what he is. Black, shaggy hair, retractable claws and teeth (like Jez). He's 16.
Me and Galen are related by blood. We're both 17 and we transform into cats; Galen, a gleaming gold leopard. Me, an orange-and-black Bengal Tiger. And, get this... we have dragon wings. Impossible, right? Wrong. We're not sure how that little bit got into our DNA. But it did. And now we're stuck with it.
So, that's us. And our life is a living nightmare. Sure, we get a cool habitat-thing. But we also get experimented on. We all have slash marks on our backs. The people who caught us, the Rangers, tatooed marks on us to show who we are: two small lightning bolts on the left side of our necks. If you're like any of us, don't come to the zoo in Salem, Oregon. Or you will end up regretting it...
It was a normal day. Well, as normal as it could get when you lived in a cage. Yes, we lived in a cage. Me and my friends/family of 5 teens. Briar, Jezabel (Jez), Damon, Val, Galen, and me, Rai. We were... different. Most people called us freaks. Why, you ask? We are part animal, part human. Cool, right? Nope. Not even close. We were captured for what we are. You could say that we were freaks who didn't deserve to live.
Briar is half panther, changing completely into it. She's the youngest of all of us at 14.
Jez is part lion. Complete with a tail, ears, retractable teeth and claws, and a patch of golden fur running down her spine. She's 15.
Damon is odd. He has floppy brown dog ears. That's pretty much it. He's 15 too.
Val. He's a big, muscley guy. Like a bear. Which is what he is. Black, shaggy hair, retractable claws and teeth (like Jez). He's 16.
Me and Galen are related by blood. We're both 17 and we transform into cats; Galen, a gleaming gold leopard. Me, an orange-and-black Bengal Tiger. And, get this... we have dragon wings. Impossible, right? Wrong. We're not sure how that little bit got into our DNA. But it did. And now we're stuck with it.
So, that's us. And our life is a living nightmare. Sure, we get a cool habitat-thing. But we also get experimented on. We all have slash marks on our backs. The people who caught us, the Rangers, tatooed marks on us to show who we are: two small lightning bolts on the left side of our necks. If you're like any of us, don't come to the zoo in Salem, Oregon. Or you will end up regretting it...