Prologue
She had known something was wrong for quite some time now, and now she knew what it was. Now she had to stop them. She had to save her world.
A single tear fell down her cheek. It felt wrong somehow to fight them, to stand up and try to stop them, even though she knew they weren't whom they had been. The thing they had made of her was plenty proof of that. The black fur that covered her entire body, the legs that had become thinner and more powerful, the giant wings that protruded from her back, the green catlike eyes all added up to no love. Her shape was still mostly human, but now part of her was cat, and part of her was dove.
Why did it have to be a black cat though, she thought. Bad luck. She had a quick, slightly dry, dark laugh at this.
She remembered how it had happened perfectly. Her parents had started giving her nightly injections with a medical needle and refused to tell her what was in them. Eventually, she began to develop another sense.
This sense had a way of telling her if a certain something was or wasn't wrong with someone. What exactly that certain something was, she didn't know. She found out what exactly that certain something was, she found out when she woke up in her knew body.
"NO! NO! NO!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. A chair with bindings at her hands and feet held her in place while her mothers own hands attempted to lower a large slug into her ear.
Do not resist infestation, said the voice coming from the blue centaur/scorpion thing with stalk eyes in front of her. It will only make it harder on you. You needn't bother struggling. Those bindings are stronger than steel.
She ignored its words and ripped the bindings form the chair with a rather large expenditure of energy. She grabbed the startled dark versions of her parents and threw them against the walls. She then punched the creature they had referred to as visser three in the chest and said;
"I'll say it one more time. NO!"
She jumped up with her powerful legs, punched the ceiling, and flew off.
A thought appeared in her head out of nowhere.
"Go to Rachel for help," It said. So she did.