Lycanthrope

by thereal13thfirewolf

Her sharp fangs dug into Rexes flesh, the infection they carried entering his blood, the cat smiled slightly, if she was going to die she wasn't going to let herself die as the last werecat

1. Chapter 1

This is me trying to make my old story Kitty work. It was my first story and it wasn't very good but I like the idea so I'm trying again

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"Here kitty, kitty, kitty" the boy called gently, tapping the steel bottom of the cage that he had (rather stupidly) decided to stick his hand in. Granted the small golden cat huddled in the corner didn't look like an evil and dangerous EVO, she looked more like a cat someone a found and didn't know what to do with. In truth she really wasn't an EVO, she wasn't really evil ether, but she was dangerous, and she was about to do something some would call evil.

Not too shabby, she thought young but not helpless, strong but still agile, maybe a bit too trusting but it's not like I have much to choose from, the small cat crept towards the boy, carefully pushing her head under his hand. "Good kitty," the boy cooed, scratching the cat under her chin, "why are you all locked up?" The answer. The cat dug her small fangs into the boy's skin, except she wasn't small anymore. Instead of a small housecat, she now looked like a jaguar, the boy screamed as the beast ripped at the flesh on his arms

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Sixes' blood ran cold when he heard that scream. He broke of the conversation he was having with one of the solders about the new EVO they had captured and sprinted toward the source of the screech and there was Rex attempting to reclaim his arm from a large cat.

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The first blow laded on her forehead, the second kick hit her nose causing a lowed cracking sound to resonate throughout the room. Warm blood ran down her nose and mingled with the boy's. She held on for just a moment longer and then she released him, there was no way he could escape the infection now.

The green man dragged the boy away, sending the cat a glare that told her that if she wasn't scheduled for termination before then she was now. It didn't matter to the cat; she had long ago abandoned any hope of getting out alive. "Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate", "Abandon all hope, ye who enter here." Dante really had a way with words.

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I know that it's short but I feel like it's a good place to stop. Other chapters will most likely be longer