This story is meant to be laid back and not as serious like my current Hellsing fanfic, "Be My Monster" which is very story driven. I've been playing on this idea for a while now- even before Be My Monster. I always enjoy reading stories in which the OC of this universe (where anime exist) ends up in a anime universe and as some have of come to find out; I like dimension/time traveling aspects so yea.. that is right up my alley. So um, bare with my story idea of this situation happening. I do hope you like it nonetheless~ ^^;
NOTE:
This is mature for a reason. Language - actions - and possible sexual scenes in later chapters.
"They think I'm crazy but they don't know the feeling. They're all around me, circling like vultures. They want to break me~." - My Demons by Starset
Hands slamming down on the wood beneath prompt up arms securing a chin brought the petite fragile looking girl out of her dream like state. Dark brown eyes, almost black as some have informed her, blinked before breaking away from the window and the rainy courtyard that captivated her so strongly. They met up with dark hazel orbs, a pointy chin, and shoulder length brown hair that flared out in 'style'. Pink lips broke out into a smirk before they parted to speak, a chippy-bitchy-tone slipping out of those 'perfect lips'.
"Hey, there you are. Geez.. Stop spacing out on me weirdo, it's rude ya'know. Anyways~"her voice continued to speak but the words became incoherent from the lack of interest again. Long black locks rolled off the fingers of the brown eyed girl as she ran them through, breaking a small knot apart in the mean time to distract her. She didn't even understand why one of the class preps were bothering her. It was only a few minutes before the bell would signify the class period to start and that meant any minute now the teacher would step in. Even so, everyone knew not to speak to the 'weirdo' for even trying to have a conversation with her was like talking to a wall but apparently this preppy annoying girl didn't get the memo- or just didn't care.
Suddenly a tan hand grabbed the girls pale hand and gave a stern tug, yanking some hair in the process since the strains were caught in the middle of the action. "Hey! I said to not ignore me!"came the shrilled upset voice. The prep stood with one hip jerked to the side, a palm flat on it as if to make a statement, and the other hand still gripping the girls wrist tightly.
"Let me go." it was not a stern voice nor was it very demanding, just a quiet and bored command.
"Oh, what was that? Did you even speak?"the girl almost laughed as she switched hips, the opposite hand picking up a black strand of the weirdos hair before proceeding to tug on it over and over in attempt to annoy. "Is this the only way to get your attention, freak? To constantly mess with you- geez no wonder you're a attention seeker." which was a lie, any idiot could see that she wanted nothing more then the opposite.
"Jenny! Leave the emo-chick alone besides you don't know where that hands been~ SO gross." with that statement the freaks hand was dropped as if the preppy-chick accidentally picked up a dead animal instead.
"YUCK! You're so right- what was I thinking." she said as she wiped her hands on her jeans for good measure while turning on her heels to stroll away to a desk near her cluster. The bell going off shortly after Jenny claimed her seat with the teacher following in tow. Walking in to claim his chair at his desk before giving orders to pull out the text book and turn to so-and-so page and begin reading. Instead of doing that a set of brown eyes merely turned away from the class and back out to the courtyard in responds to those orders. Being months since she'd really paid attention to assignments, students, or teachers.. what was the point? She asked herself why she continued to attend this hell hole altogether many time in the past but the answer was never clear. Maybe it was out of habit? Waking up, walking to school, ignoring people, walk home, and repeat- anything better then home? Or was it hope? Hoping that hours, days, months, and years will pass and life would just continue as she watched from the side line but then that lead to fear.. for life will always continue on regardless if she did or did nothing for her education.
Rain slid down the glass, meeting up with other rain droplets to team up and take on the window seal to succeed and fall to the windows below or to the damp muddy ground. In the far off distances the sky rumbled with sounds of the Gods activities with light flickering ever so often to cast shadows upon the courtyard. Even if it was pouring and lightening, outside felt more inviting then this classroom. She imagined the feel of the water sliding down her face, the weight of her hair and clothes clinging to her, and the way the water masked the tears.. The rain captivated her and with the right scenery; it was beautiful.
Time ticked by and finally the bell tolled once more, signally for the end of the class period as well as the end of school for that day. Gathering her bag from the floor she stood up and followed the bodies of people out into the hallway. Unlike most she did not stop at a locker for she had all she needed in her bag already and just continued to the large double doors. Securing the strap over her head and on the opposite shoulder she let the messenger bag sit against her hip then proceeded out into the rain. Not bothering to pull up her hood to shield her head from the on pour or even zip up the thin black jacket all the way.
Disregarding the line up of buses, the girl strolled right past them and continued her path down a side rode. She enjoyed the absence of people walking the same rode due to the storm and she was almost smiling but before her lips could complete the action a male voice rang out to her.
"Hey! Hold up Ash! Don't walk so fast." it was Rodney. A guy that called himself her friend even after being reminded he was not a friend. That he was wasting his time with her and should bother some preppy girl, like Jenny for examples, rather then some freak like her. A guy that called her by a name that was not insulting but a actual nickname that he gave her way back in grade school. Despite all this she still felt paranoid of him, cautions that this was all a game, and that one day it would all come crashing down if or when she gave in.
"Why didn't you wait for me?" Rodney asked once stepping up next to her, matching her pace as they walked. His blond crop hair hidden beneath a hood but those grey eyes were still noticeable as they looked her way.
"I don't need a ride home, you know I don't live far away." indeed, she was only three miles away or so from school property. Rodney had dropped her off many times when she did agree to it. This still was not enough for him- without grabbing her sleeve, knowing better not to do so, he jumped ahead and halted Ash by becoming a obstacle.
"It's storming and you're saying there is not a reason? Really, bro?"he basically deadpanned while crossing his slender arms over his chest. Lightning lit up the sky, shadowing his features for a second then thunder shook the ground just seconds after, signalling the storm was practically over their small town. "Com'on- it's about to pour even more."he said while walking up next to her, facing back toward the school but not moving any further for he was waiting on her. Ash gave him a look as if she was almost contemplating it but quickly changed her gaze to the far off distance in font of her, features stating the obvious answer.
"Hurry up and get to your car, you're going to be soaked other wise." was her only reply before stepping off and heading in the direction of home, her hands swinging beside her body as she walked faster to gain distance. After a few thirty steps or so she glanced behind her and almost frowned for Rodney was gone. He took her advise and left but that was what she wanted after all, to be alone with the storm yet she still felt a ting of sadness or was that regret? Ash didn't know for emotions could be confusing for her.. She gave her bottom lip a nibble as she cut her eyes back to in front of her while placing her hands in the pockets of the jacket and just like that- those odd emotions where gone, pushed away. "Whatever.."
The door swung open and a rather wet girl strutted in, knocking off her loosely tied converses and leaving them at the entrance before continuing on carpet to the stairs. The living room was littered with bottles per usual and the fold out couch was currently occupying more then one body, as usual. Her mother being a alcoholic, a drug abuser, and despite being a single lady she always had a man in the house.. stated the obvious; the lady avoided being a real mother for as long as she could remember. The girl dodged the beer bottles and made it to the stairs and up the seven steps without anyone noticing which was not surprising due to their drunken stupor or lack of awareness because of the drugs in their system. A bathroom and two bedrooms were the only thing occupying the upper floor with no interior windows in the hallway, just doors and a single hall light.
After entering her own room and plopped her messenger bag on the computer chair, Ash exchanged wet clothes for dry undergarments, a black tank top, and loose Nightmare Before Christmas themed trousers/Pajama bottoms. She then grabbed her drawing pad and small black MP3 player, too cheap for a fancy iPod, from the desk before walking over to the window where a bench protruded from. It was cushioned by dark blue upholstery material as well as two medium sized overly stuffed pillows and sat down with the pillows propping her back up. It was no bigger then a twin sized bed by width and even smaller by length, just enough for her to curl up on if she was to fall asleep at the window seat. She had a bed and occasionally slept in it but naturally the bench was more of a bed to her since this was her favorite spot in the entire house and she often occupied it.
Flipping open her drawing pad she scanned through the pages until finding a blank page and took the pencil from her lips, she had pulled it out of the spine prior to opening the book, and began to scribble. Stroking a light line after another as to make sure it wasn't too dark so she may erase it once the sketch was no longer necessary. Music played in her ear as she drew, the current band playing being "Voltaire' the song 'Graveyard Picnic', and she hummed to the lyrics while concentrating on the face that was slowly appearing on the page. The storm outside the window still going on strong with no signs of dying down but that was okay for she found it soothing as well as fitting to her current mood.
Time progressed and even before Ash was done shading the portrait of the man wearing Victorian clothing. Her eyes grew heavy with sleep while the dream world tugged at her. They promised her of a better place; A world that will make more sense then the one she was currently inhabiting and as normal she welcomed such promises. Even if those promises resorted a world filled with monsters and a battle for life- at least living would mean something then. But just as soon as she gave away to their demands and allowed herself to slip into the black mass a chill ran through her and all the way up her spin. It caught the girl off guard so much so that it brought her straight back to reality like a slap to the face with wide eyes staring at the empty wall before her. What woke her up so strongly was unclear for nothing was in her room and the storm outside had turned to a slow drizzle, signifying that it had passed over so no lightning or thunder would of caused it. Ash removed her ear buds to analyze it further but there was only silence greeting her back. 'Odd..' she thought to herself.
Shrugging off the feeling she drew up her knees with the note book and gave the drawing her attention again. It was Alucard from the anime Hellsing that stared back at her, his eyes slightly off as if glancing past her while giving off a soft smirk- just enough that a single fang was bared. His black uneven hair danced around him with no hat to conceal it, allowing the imaginary wind to do as it pleased to the black strands. His sunglasses were absent from his face as well and instead were folded and being held in a gloved hand which was angled just enough to see part of the seal writing. The portrait stopped at mid-chest, shortly after the loose bow tie, but the ribbons extended further on past that point in a 3D like manor. Yes, drawing was something Ash did quite often. It was a means to escape, a way to calm her nerves, and even a way to express herself. Sadly, she had to stop taking her drawing books to school due to many reasons.. a major one being students stealing and destroying pages within them. Reach resorted to other means of escape. So nowadays she resorted to doodling on paper meant for note taking, or stare off to the point of day dreaming, and even read a book when one interested her.
Releasing a yawn while placing a single ear bud in her left ear, leaving one out just encase, she continued to shade in the black vest. Hoping that sleep will eventually come back as she tilted her head to rest upon the window, eyes half open and watching her pencil move. Thankfully not to long after sleep indeed invaded once more with open arms.
A abnormally large white wolf guided me, just walking ahead of me enough to be out of arms reach but stopping to wait on me when it believed itself to be too far away. It was black all around us other then the ground we walked on which was a marble like surface. Clear enough to reflect my bare feet as well as the wolf's paws like a mirror reflection but the rest of our bodies fading away the further the reflection went up which was a good thing because apparently I was nude.
Even though we were walking on the marble flooring our steps made no sound, in fact there was no sound at all, not even breathing. I opened my mouth to say something but my throat closed, halting any words that tried to escape, and I immediately closed my lips and the tightness faded. Sound was not allowed in this dream apparently but there was no reason to stop walking because I was being guided for a reason, maybe to a place that had more to offer then a marble floor and sound restrictions. It was a dream after all- the skies the limit.
We continued our journey in the black abyss for hours even so I didn't feel tired physically or even cold for that matter but I did begin to feel tired mentally. The same scenery and no audio would do that to a person and it was taking its toll on me as the time progressed. As if to answer my lingering question, the front of the white wolf gave away- as if the wolf stuck half of its body through a door and into a black room. With two more steps it completely slipped away and now I stood before the invisible door, the only sign that something was indeed there being the marble floor for it ended in a straight line right at that spot. 'It is a dream', I reminded myself as my hand reached out - but then why did I feel so strange? It felt as if walking through this black hole meant never returning and I paused, finger tips just a inch away to reflect on that thought. Was there anything to really turn back to? No friends for Rodney did not really count, no family because the lady who raised me was no mother, and no real meaning to even attend school let along leave my room.. so why? Why did I stop?
Bright golden eyes slid open from within the depths of the shadows and watched me, waiting for my decision patiently. Giving my bottom lip a nibble I finally took that step and watched my hand disappear then my arm and finally my nose till my view was blackened. It only lasted for a minute before blue light slowly evaporated the shadows to reveal a clear night sky, the blue lighting casting from the full moon that occupied that sky. As the shadows snaked away they reached a certain point and than rose up becoming solid trees, brushes, and boulders on the outskirt of the dirt path I now stood on. The white wolf stood facing me on the edge of the path, ten feet or so away, with those same primal golden eyes watching me.
A breeze blew through the forest and made its way to me, causing me to shiver when it flew on by which drew me back to the memory of being naked, but as I looked down I saw clothing. Not my nightwear but actual black jeans that were torn slightly at the knees from wearing out, my black plain All-Star converses, the normal black tank top and - wait, not a jacket I recognized. Instead of my normal thin black jacket, I was wearing what looked to be a motorcyclist leather jacket with the exception of it only reaching past my ribs- not all the way down, and the wrist material being stretchy cloth with no padding in the back of the jacket. So a female styled semi-leather jacket meant for looks and not really for protection if one was to be in a motor accident, 'Typical'. While looking that over I noted that my hands were covered with black fingerless cotton gloves that appeared to once be full gloves but someone cut the fingers off; by the looks of the material fraying around the edges anyways. I opened my left hand and just like the clothing, my drawing pad magically materialized into a solid form within my palm, the pencil barred into the spin in its normal spot.
A movement caught the edge of my site and I looked away from my art book to the cause of the motion and saw that the wolf was walking off. Something within in me told me not to lose site of the massive canine and so I hurried on after it, resulting in a light jog to even make up the distance as the wolf body tilted down. A sign that it was descending downward, down a hill perhaps? As I reached the wolf my theory proved right, I was now walking down a hill side that open up to a meadow with the wolf closest to me then its been all night. Walking right beside me made me realize just how massive it was for its shoulder blades reached my elbow and the head to my shoulder if not my chin. When I reached out to touch the bushy thick fur the wolf did not stop walking or even glance my way when my fingers sunk in, just merely flicked its ear for a sec; the texture thought to be rough was actual really soft. My fingers disappeared within the thick folds of white fur as I ran them through while we walked, pretty much petting the wolf, absent minded on the sheer fact I was petting a primal beast.
I let the canine guide me once more as the sound of our legs scrapped against the knee high grass invaded the quietness. Not entirely sure on where we were going once again but at least this place had scenery and sound. I opened my mouth and this time my throat did not tighten on me when I spoke.
"Where are we going?" My voice rung out almost scaring me as it didn't match me at all. It was not my voice for it was clear, strong, and not at all quite like my usual tone. I really didn't expect the wolf to reply either but hey - like I reminded myself a lot tonight - it was a dream, so why not? Wolves could speak in my dream all they wanted- which would be kind of a dream come true as silly as that sounded right now. Even so, when the stern male voice replied it still caught me off guard.
"To where ever you wish M'lady." the muzzle of the wolf never opened but there was no one else here so it must of been from the wolf. Maybe he spoke telepathically? Wolves did that in anime and movies after all.
"To where ever you say, hm."I thought on it then something dawned on me. "Say, this is the first dream in which I have ever had this much control.. it's uh, sorta weird."
"It is weird because this is not a dream, Ashton Ravenhare, but a plane of existence that we are traveling through." Well that answered the oddness- wait. Not a dream?What? The wolf stopped and I stopped too not because of the body of water that now stood before us but because of shock.
"Wait are you telling me.. I'm NOT dreaming but actually walking through a dimension in which I have control of my destination?" I blabbered out with a dumb look on my face in which the wolf responded by sitting down and turning its large head in my direction. Those primal eyes watching me intently once more as again his mouth never moved but the voice rang out like any other person speaking.
"Yes. Have a look M'lady and you will see." His snout pointed down at the water and I drew my attention to it as his black nose gave it a tap making the water ripple our reflection. It reminded me of The Lion King scene with Mufasa and Simba which I almost laughed at myself for thinking this was something more then a dream when indeed, The Lion King took over our reflection. The entire savanna stared back at me with Pride Rock right dab in the middle, the entire herd of African animals surrounding it. From the looks of it was the beginning of the movie playing out over the water. The white wolf's voice broke my concentration and I blinked, realizing I was staring so hard at the water. "Is this where you wish to be?"
"N-no, haha, a human like me in Africa surrounded by lions? No thank you." I laughed nervously at the thought of it, that's asking for a death wish. After saying that the reflection dimmed away to us two again and I looked myself over. Other then the new jacket and gloves, I looked like regular old me. Dark brown eyes with black bags under them from lack of sleeping right, long unkempt black hair that reached about the middle of my back that currently rested in a ponytail, and that scar above my right eye that cut into my eyebrow - that I received from my first fight in school. I noticed the wolf watching me through the reflection, watching me be silly and stare at myself. "So-sorry, um, continue what you were doing."
"You should know that you can be whoever or whatever you wish to be. Change you appearance to whatever you desire." I look at the wolf, not by reflection but actual look at him, his words sinking in. He on the other did not cut eyes away from the reflection as he continued, "You will need to decided this before choosing which realm to exist in for you cannot change once you are there." Well that puts a damper on the subject but everything had their limitations so it only made sense. I crouched down then plopped on my butt, legs crossed. I still didn't know rather if this was really a dream or not by this point and the longer this went on the more it felt less likely to be a dream. We were silent for about five minutes before I leaned my body mass on the wolf like I often did to the window back home.
"Why do I have a wolf guiding me and telling me this?" so many question were beginning to surface, this one only being the first. Why did I suddenly have this opportunity to ditch my world and start a new, being a major one.
"I am what you perceive me to be M'lady. I am a familiar that responded to your wish and your subconscious made me this creature. If you prefer me in a different form then for me to change appearance you merely ne-" I saw where that was going and cut him off by speaking while running my hands through his mane. He was so big, very similar to Princess Mononoke wolves, the brothers, not the mother.
"No, this is perfect." I always wanted a wolf companion, my mind did not perceive that wrong which also made sense. Onward to the next question, "Why am I suddenly given this ability to, well.. change worlds?"
"I am the string connecting you here and giving you this 'ability' you speak of. In other words I am like the gateway and like mentioned, I am a familiar that responded to your wish. Your wish being to escape that world for you openly accepted my invitation to come to this plane."
"Wait.. I thought that was just my sleepy brain well.. going to sleep. I did not know that was a in-invitation of any means!"I said while sitting up straight, head turned to look at the wolf with furrowed eyebrows. Seriously, that was how I got here?
"Do you not wish to be here? Am I wrong about you wanting to no longer exist in that world?"
"Yes. Well, no. Wait.. "Sighing in frustration I sat my drawing pad in my lap and pulled out the pencil, making it easier to flip through the pages, and proceeded to do just that. This was no time to draw by any means but I needed the distraction. I needed time to think on this. As I turned to the recent drawing in my book I am brought back to the features of the man on the page. Alucard stared past me as if over my shoulder, smirking at whoever made him smile like that behind me. Not a crazy smile like he often portrayed in the anime's or manga, but a legit smirk with seductive eyes. I stared at the No-Life-King as he avoided eye contact, in wonder to what it would be to have him actually look at me with that expression.. My decision was made.
"No, you are right." I mumbled out while closing the drawing pad. "May I ask how all this works exactly? Rules an so forth or do I just think of the world and jump in?" I asked while motioning to the endless mass of water in front of us. The wolf looked at me and tilted his head in a curious manner. I almost asked 'what?' but he spoke before I could, positioning his head to normal again before doing so.
"You are the first to ask, normally they jump to this opportunity with no questions. You are different and I respect that M'Lady." His massive head leaned down and gave a soft tap to the water again with his nose, our reflections once more distorting to the rippling effect before continuing. "After choosing who you may be physically and the world in which you want to live in, you do just jump in. It is that simple." His body trembled a little as a deep laughter broke out for a moment. I didn't find it humors, I wasn't about to go in blind 'screw that', but he apparently found it funny. He didn't laugh for long, thank goodness, and he shortly began to speak once more,"The rules are clear and cannot be broken." He begin, a serious tone taking effect, "Number one rule being: Once there you cannot interfere with the story line meaning you can not stop the events from occurring. You can interact and be there of course as well as you can not leave the world till it is over."
"By over.. do you mean.." I trailed off, afraid to say the word which was sorta odd for me. Being the 'emo girl' saying that word wasn't uncommon, specially to others- but yet I couldn't find myself to say it.
"Die? No I do not mean death but, you can die in which you will be lost in limbo if you do. So rule number two: Do not Die and please do avoid that. Not even I can retrieve you from limbo." I stared at him with eyes wide and my mouth agape. I can die and like.. be stuck!? Was that really worth a visit to a different world, seriously..? After letting that sink in he finished answering, "What I meant by 'over', was the story line. Once it is over you will return."
Well that is better then dying at least. Now was the decision if I can even survive a world crawling with ghouls, freak vampires, freak-Nazi vampires, were-creatures, and.. the king himself, Count Dracula. If I chose right, I could be strong. Strong enough to fight off paranormal beings and avoid limbo death but.. I don't want to be a vampire or a werewolf or werecat or were-being anything really. A human would be too vulnerable though and the wrong moved could resort to.. boy, this is tough. I watched the ripples continue to flow and overlap, waiting for me. Within those ripples was the set of golden eyes - just like before, they stared at me, patiently awaiting as well. Biting my bottom lip I let the Nosferatu evade my mind and before my eyes I saw the world take form - replacing our reflection with the opening scene of the first episode of OVA.
I watched the scene unravel as the little Integra appeared, hiding from her selfish uncle before taking cover in the last cell in the deepest darkness place in the estate. I watched the bullet graze her arm, spraying blood on the 'corps'. The shot that awakes Alucard from his slumber as well as rescue Integra from death that fateful night. Then just like the anime, the time skipped to the small town outside of England that inhabited the corrupted priest and where Seras Victoria story will shortly begin with the organization. While sighing I leaned back on my hands, letting the scene go while still thinking up the right 'being' to become. In all the fanfiction I have read, you'd think I'd have a idea by now.
"Will you be with me or just watching over me, my familiar?" It was a good question, at least I thought it was.
"Again, you continue to surprise me. I have always watched and never been asked to travel with someone and I see nothing wrong with being a travel companion. No deadly harm can come of me so I am sure I can be of service, M'lady."
That would be a bonus; to have a wolf fight along side me. Specially one that can't die by what I understand. Oddly, it reminded me of Princess Mononoke again or even Cheza from Wolf's Rain, so maybe being a human wouldn't be that bad with a companion such as him. After sitting up straight I give myself a push off the ground to stand on my feet quite effortlessly doing so but again this was between planes of existence so I guess gravity was a little wonky here. He also stood up with me on all fours and looked at me, his eyes were leveled with mine practically which dawned on me. "Will you be able to change sizes in that world?"
"I am your familiar, I will be what ever you wish of me to be M'lady. Even if that is changing size proportions." Ah' right, well as long as those traits rolled over onto that world then this ought to work.
"I would like to alter my appearance but I also wish to have certain abilities. Not really wanting to change from a human. I just want.. certain traits. Is that possible?" Not too sure if I was breaking rules or standards here or not with my question. He tilted his chin to the side slightly, eyes glancing off to a distant object that didn't exist, from what I could see. He had to think this over, probably another "first" for him. The wolf didn't turn his gaze back to mine when he finally replied.
"That is a tricky question. You can change your appearance however you wish but to obtain certain abilities, hmm, it will have to depend on what they are since you will be human after all."
"Ah, I can understand that. I was hoping for just three traits, running faster at inhuman speed being one of them and the second one being capable of healing faster then a average being. Lastly, I'd like to already have skills in basic- all around- combat." I knew I was asking a lot for these, hell this would make me pretty much 'NOT HUMAN.'
"Running faster then a human, healing faster then a average human and already having a good grasp at combat. Sounds very nonhuman M'lady. I'm afraid I can't do your wishes to full extent but I can give you some percentage of the abilities. To run as fast as a human is capable of with no ware-n-tear to your body along with above average healing but nothing immortal like. You will not heal terribly quick but it will depend on the wound to how quick. Obtaining fighting skills will not be a issue. You will have that in your muscle memory when you arrive to their world."
"That is good enough for me!" I declared, smiling. Something I haven't done in awhile. Giving a glance to the water I saw that Seras had already awaken at the mansion and currently learning about her new "self". I didn't want to waste anymore time that the world was ticking away at so I closed my eyes and envisioned what I wanted physically quickly. Long beautiful raven locks that reached my butt and deep green eyes- for I have always wanted green eyes. Incisors slightly elongated then average - can you blame me, I like vampires after all? Lastly my body figure, currently petite and fragile looking, I envisioned my body toned with a hour shape but proportioned.
Opening my eyes I took on my features, my hair indeed reached my ass now so I didn't doubt my eye color and running a tongue over the upper row of my teeth did inform that my canines were longer and a tad pointy- nothing extremely vampire like but still exciting. If anything, I could bite the shit out of someone now! Looking down I was greeted with a chest that must of been two sizes larger then I was originally, uh-hm a size A, now a size C from what I could tell. I felt stronger too, not as fragile. This new transformation was amazing! Now pumped with excitement, I look to the wolf.
"I'm ready, you ready? Lets do this."I heard the wolf chuckle and I couldn't help but smile again. "Lets appear in London, ok?"
"As you wish M'lady. After you~" was his answer and without another moments thought I dove in, breaking the reflection and diving into the depths of my new world.
Fewww' first time writing a "1st chapter" and breaking the 5,000 word count. New record for me! I do hope you like it so far- I went in a weird direction but I hope it wasn't disappointing. Until next time!