"Mama... I...I'm sorry"
She didn't say anything. She just sat in the corner, looking at me, terrified. I stood there, tears forming in my eyes. my hands were trembling. I just hurt her. My very own mother! The one person I care for most, the only one who understood me. I couldn't stand it.
"I didn't mean to! I can't control it! I just want to be a normal kid!" By now, tears wear streaming down my face.
"Hunny... how long were you like this?" Mama spoke in a whisper. I could sense fear in her voice. She was afraid of her very own son.
I hesitated before I spoke. "All my life."
It was dead silent. We were just standing there, watching each others tears fall.
"I don't want to hurt anyone anymore."
"Hunny, I-"
I didn't hear what she said, I was already out the door, running as fast as I could. I needed to go, as much as it hurt. I just couldn't stand seeing Mama like that.
I was only ten at the time, and my emotions got the best of me. If I went back now and relived it, I would've stayed. I know my mama would understand and even try to help, but I was too young to realize that. Normal kids my age didn't have to worry about hurting their family's. All they wanted to do is have fun. I'm not like most normal kids.
Ever since I was born I could morph into animals. I used to think it was the coolest thing ever, but as I got older I started to lose control of it. I would be changing to animals at the most random times. The day I hurt Mama I morphed into a bear, and it just so happened Mama was eating honey. I smelled it, and went to go find it. As soon as she saw me, she screamed and started beating me with a broom. Not the smartest thing to do when you see a bear, but fear had tooken over. I just attacked her, not aware of what I was doing.
that day still haunts me, and won't stop anytime soon.
anyway, I didn't stop running for what seemed like forever. I wasn't in my community anymore. I was unaware of my surroundings. Tears started to trickle down my face. I sat down on the side walk, exhausted. I picked up a rock that was at my feet. It was cold to touch, like I just picked up ice. I curled my fingers around it.
"Why? Why am I like this?" At this point I started to get frustrated.
"I just want to be a normal kid!" I drew my arm back and threw the rock out of anger.
The rock landed at someone's feet. He was short for a man his age- whatever his age was. He had jet black hair which looked like he spent more than an hour looking in the mirror to get it like was wearing a trench coat over his clothes. He looked kind of scary to a ten year old.
"Sorry." I looked down at my feet. I wasn't the best with strangers.
he sat down next to me and placed a hand on my shoulder. usually I wouldn't let someone do that, but I was to tired to do anything. "It's okay, I'm sure you didn't try to hurt me."
After a bit of silence he spoke. " So DJ, tell me,"
I looked at him, confused. "How do you know my name?"
He didn't answer. He just continued talking. " Do you have any speical powers?"
"Why should I tell you?"
"I know you can morph into animals, DJ."
My confused looked came back. "How?"
For the second time, I got no response. "Your not the only one with these powers. Their are many kids out there like you, all with different ability's."
This got my attention. "Really?"
"Yup." He looked at me and smiled.
" listen, I have this building, I guess you could call it a school, for kids like you. We teach them how to cope with their powers, how to controll it and how to use it for good. Beleve it or not, not all kids use them for good. Anyway DJ, I was wondering if you would like to come with me, Chris McLean, to this school?"
He held out his hand for me to grab. I wasn't going to go at first, but I thought it over. I would get to be in a place with kids who are just like me. For once I wouldn't be different. Plus, I had no wherd to go anyway. I looked up at Chris, and hesently grabed his hand.
A/N: Yup. So, how did you like it? I'm fairly new so tips would be helpful :). Oh, and the whole thing won't just be in Djs pov, it will change throughout the fic.