Ryan sat on the edge of his front yard, admiring the weather. The weather was a bit frigid compared to most hot summer days. A chilling wind swept by, making him shiver. Ryan wore a white sleeveless shirt with faded jeans, his usual. He heard a faint meow and turned to his left, seeing what looked like a stray black cat.
The stray cat had a dark grey pelt and two different color eyes, green and yellow. It looked rather scrawny as if it hadn't eaten in days. The cat had a long slender tail and large paws.
The stray stopped for a moment, glancing around carefully then trotted towards him. Ryan held out his hand to pet the cat and the stray jumped back, afraid. He shrugged and waited for the cat to come to him. It crept forward and sat beside Ryan. The cat acted strange compared to other cats in Ryan's neighborhood, it didn't purr nor did it ask for attention. Ryan lightly stroked its head and got up. He turned around and started to walk back inside, the cat following. Ryan headed inside, the stray just making it inside unnoticed.
The stray cat headed into the kitchen, looking around suspiciously. Meanwhile, Ryan headed upstairs; he needed to finish his homework. Sitting on his bed, Ryan flipped through the pages of his US History Book. He scribbled down some notes until he heard a loud barking from downstairs. Ryan set his book and notes aside then stormed downstairs. Max, Ryan's German shepherd, barked loudly as it stared at the kitchen counter. There was the stray cat, hissing at Max as it stood its ground.
"Max!" Ryan yelled. Max noticed Ryan and whined, leaving the cat alone after a couple seconds.
Ryan scolded the dog then walked over to the stray cat. It leapt up into his strong arms for protection. He smiled and walked back upstairs with the cat. The stray cat sat on his bed while Ryan took some more notes. Once he finished he walked out of the room to go get a glass of water. The cat laid down in front of the book, looking at the pages. Ryan walked back inside and almost dropped his glass, shocked.
"What the..." Ryan muttered, stopping halfway.
The cat looked up, its ears up high. Ryan placed the glass on his desk and tried to grab the cat. He managed to get it in a head lock and muttered, "Stupid cat." The cat's muscles stiffened right after he said that and kicked Ryan's arms with its hind legs, trying to get loose. The cat succeeded and jumped up onto the bed, cowering beside the book. A growl arose in the cat's throat, threatening a challenge.
Ryan gulped. He turned his head quickly to his closet, the door wide open. Ryan snatched the book and threw it into the closet, the cat chasing after it. He quickly locked the closet door and sat beside it, panting.
The cat started clawing at the door, trying to find a way out. Ryan opened the door a little and peered inside to check on the cat. The stray cat leapt at him, landing on his chest, stammering, "I'll regret this." It wildly clawed Ryan's chest as he tried to throw the cat off. The stray cat jumped off, and Ryan blacked out.