I stalked my prey silently. I must remain unheard. I had no chance against him if he were to wake. My life depended on the boy remaining asleep. My feet seemed to hover as I moved closer; my sharp eyes focusing in the pitch dark. My tail twitched nervously behind me, and I had to leap to avoid some mound lying on the ground. I was almost there. I could see his chest rise; feel his breath on my face. A few steps back, a running start and…POUNCE!

"Ouf." He let out a grunt as I landed on his stomach. "Siri?"

"Yeah Lynx."

"Would you get off me? It's kind of hard to breathe." He said in a raspy voice.

How rude of him! "Oh shut up. I know for a fact I'm not that heavy."

He laughed causing me to fall off of him. "Come on, Kitten. I'm hungry."

"How many times have I told you not to call me that?" I growled at him. He knew I hated it. He just loves to make me angry.

"You're one feisty kitty, aren't you?" he said from the doorway.

"You betcha." I said and bared my tiny set of fangs. He stepped closer. Oh, big mistake on his part. I quickly slipped out my foot and pulled his feet out from under him. Before he knew it, I had him pinned to the ground. "You may be bigger, but I'm much faster," I hissed as I gently put my teeth to his neck.

He pulled my face away and stared at me with those beautiful golden eyes. They were so mesmerizing. He slowly leaded in and touched his lips to mine. And then he promptly flipped me onto the floor and left me staring at the ceiling, still in a daze.

For those of you who are a little lost, my name is Siri, and I'm 16 years old. Six years ago we broke out of this facility called Itex. You've probably heard of them, but what you don't know is that they secretly create mutant hybrids. The we I mentioned earlier refers to my "family" and I. We're not actually related, but we've lived together these past years. There's me, Lynx who's 17, and Theo is 13. I mentioned hybrids earlier, yeah that's right. We are part animal. I'm not really sure how much and I don't really want to know. It's bad enough that we are at all.

At itex I was always referred to as Savannah and I later learned that it was the breed of cat I am. I'm part cat. Not even a big cat, a stupid little house cat. What were they thinking? They made me part cat, the least they could do was make it a cool cat but no, it had to be something stupid. Just my luck. It doesn't even act like a cat. I'm a cat that wishes it was a dog. I grew to hate the name Savannah so I renamed myself. Siri. After the star. You know the really bright one. One of my scientists was an astronomy freaked and used to go on and on about the "dog star." I liked the irony of it.

Lynx is worse though. He's not even a lynx. He is a jaguar. I really don't get the point, but hey, it's his name. The scientists made him hoping he'd be this ferocious loner, but nope, he's nothing but this big ol' tear bear. Not that he can't bring out those traits if he wants to, but it's only when one of us is in danger. Last is Theo the opossum. Ya get it? The oPossum? The Opossum? Me neither. Theo and his weird humor goes right over my head.

He is the little master mind that got us out of itex. Theo being an opossum he received that one special trait that goes with it. One day when Theo was about five, a lab rat came into the room where they had a lot of us experiments. He began rattling and shaking Theo's cage so violently when he finally stopped Theo wasn't moving. Wasn't breathing. After the lab rat called in another guy and got himself chewed out, they pronounced Theo dead. I was eight, and Theo and Lynx were the closest things to friends I had but you learned to never get to close. Two years past and it was just Lynx and me against the cruel world in the lab. We heard rumors that Theo broke out because they had lost the body and the scientist went on a rant saying he woke up during the autopsy, but everyone knew he was a bit of a crack head, and they all thought it was just delusions. Then one day I black out and wake up with none other than Theo leaning over me in on a lab table. We grab Lynx from the table next to mine and skedaddled our way out of there. Sirens blaring because there's no way they'd fall for the same trick twice, we followed Theo as he escaped for the second time.

Theo's weird little quirk is he can "die" like an opossum. They thought he was actually dead and when they started the autopsy he woke up again. The dude was in so much shock he just stood there as Theo ran for it. He still has a nasty scar from the scalpel. Two years he spent on his own outside as he learned to use his power and "kill" others as well. He was only five. He's the bravest kid I've ever met. He still hasn't really perfect his skill and quite often when he gets over excited or scared will keel over, but he's still working out the kinks.

We must not have been very important to the scientists because they never came after us. I mean we don't really have all those special abilities, except Theo, like the ones I used to hear them talking about, but hey, we're not worthless. They may have forgotten about us, but we can never forget the horrible things they put us through. The tests, the torture, the agony. Some of us still wake up screaming from the nightmares.

Lynx is the one who watches out for us. He's a big family man. We would be dead in a drain somewhere if it weren't for him. He's quite the trickster and can get practically anything we could ask for. He got this house from some poor family he somehow convinced to just leave. I jokingly call him a con man.

This is the story of the forgotten. We are here, and we are angry. No longer will we sit in the shadows while they destroy other innocents. Lynx says that someday they will pay and he's right. Itex beware. We are coming for you, and we want revenge.