"Delilah! You must sleep for hours! Come down stairs your 'friend' is here." That sounds like mom. I lift up my head and look around the room with sleep filled eyes.
"huh?" Then what she said hits me. one of my "friends" is here. It must be Kyle. I don't know how she does it but when mom is talking she can put in quotations. I roll my half asleep body over the side of my bed to the wood floor with a "thump!" Now I'm awake! But still clumsy on my feet. I stumble over to my dresser and fall into my clothes. In ten minutes I'm dressed and ready. I even put on extra make-up special for Kyle. One of my cats is glaring up at me from my still warm bed as i walk out my door. Then i half stumble half fall down the stairs into the living room to see my mom on the couch. she's not sitting with Kyle. He smiles at me as i arrive and i see something glint in his mouth. "I- let's go shall we?" At that he looked puzzled but followed me to the door and outside. I turned and he grabbed me. And claws tore into my flesh. "what the hell-?!!!" I kicked him away and he looked up at me from the ground with blood around his mouth and fangs gleaming in the morning light!
He hissed and said," don't scream." I screamed. A hand clapped over my mouth and i was being dragged backwards. I kicked at the man still trying to come towards me and whoever was holding on to me. all that was going through my head was that this- whatever this was in front of me was in my house. It was waiting for me! I bit the hand clapped over my mouth but it was in a big leather glove. All i could do was try to get away. but nothing i tried worked. They got me into a van and started to drive away. I kicked harder and started to scream even with the hand on my face. The thing that scratched me looked at me worredly. I glared at it and tried to kick it. It grabbed my foot easily out of the air and said," we don't want to hurt you." It looked at my arm witch was hot with blood running down it. "I didn't mean to scratch you." It's face was starting to look human again, even though i never noticed it change. It wiped it's mouth and i saw a gash in it's lip that the blood was coming from. "we're only trying to help. I'm Jake" He looked at whoever was behind me and the hand let go. "and that's Rodger." I turned to see a huge man with brown hair looking down at me. I knew that if i tried to get away this one would catch me. He would have to be taken out first. As I was planning my cunning escape the one called Jake sat me down in a chair gently. I glared at him.
"Why am I here?" I said while searching the van for any easy escape routes. "I mean, you come into my house and kidnap me?" For some reason all the windows were taped up with black duct tape and the doors looked immovable. The driver was separated from us by a metal sliding door that looked to have a lock that needed a keycard to open it. It was roomy for me by myself in the middle where they could keep an eye on me and the two of them behind me. The seat I was in had dozens of straps with locks on them. I was not going to put on a seat belt.
"It wasn't supposed to go that way..." Jake said sadly. "But you resisted and we have to get to Tynel by nightfall or they'll send someone to look for us." He seemed to be struggling to find the correct words to use. "Please can't you wait until we get there?" He turned his brown pleading eyes on me, willing me to say yes. I almost did, but I needed to know now! I narrowed my eyes at his pitiful attempt to keep me from escaping or asking questions.
"No. I need to know now!" I glared at him as I spoke. He seemed surprised that I disobeyed his pleads, which I found pathetic. A spoiled boy- creature- thing managed to kidnap me and now I'm not doing anything. Of course if I fought back now they would be relieved to have me unconscious instead of asking all of these questions. "What is 'Tynel'? Where are you taking me!?" My own thoughts of despair were freaking me out and I just needed to get out of this van. I felt like i was suffocating! I could feel myself start to panic and stop watching the rest of my body..... I heard the noise that static makes on a balloon and everything got louder. Jake's face had "shock" written all over it. But Rodger didn't seem to notice what Jake was gawking at right above my head he just glanced over and looked at Jake seeming to wonder what had spooked him. Then something rustled behind me. I turned slowly and saw nothing, then another rustle right behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw a huge what looked like a furry snake. I whimpered and it fluffed up to twice it's size."Hmm?" I grabbed it, and felt something grab me. I screeched. The tail was waving around wildly now because I had scared myself so badly but it was definitely a fluffy cat tail, and it was mine. Next it occurred to me that there were other people who had probably been watching me this whole time. "Great" I murmured half to myself, half to knock the others out of their daze. I reached up to scratch my head and felt huge fluffy triangular ears on top, peaking out through my hair. At that I slowly lowered my hand and turned towards Jake. He stared at the tail still waving vigorously. "I'm a cat?" I growled through pointed teeth.
"Yes- Well technically no. Your a cat hybrid. See you still have your body shape and face shape. The only changes are that you have claws-of a sort- and your hind feet- I'm sorry, feet are more like paws. You also have cat teeth, a tail, and ears but I see you've already figured that out." He went into the type of voice you get after studying something for a long time and you finally get to tell someone about it. he seemed to have memorized these changes from a lecture or a text book. But that should be impossible. Of course so should me having cat parts.