A/N: Hey readers. Before you start, I just wanted to let you know that I humbly believe my story might not be "phenomenal" mainly in part to the middle; I sort of rushed chapters 5-7, caring less about the midpoint, but in my defense, I always meant for it to be more of a destination kind of story rather than a journey. I could've done more with Gumball's feral behavior; I know that as a fact, but I hope you will feel the same way when reading. I was more focused on the beginning and ending to the tale; not so much the middle. I had other ideas I wanted to get to, but I none the less tried my best at this.

Chapter titles with a "Z" give an indication to Zach in them (except 10, which is a mix, but pretty simple to follow)

Anyway, I just wanted to put that out there before you start, just so I don't get too many/much heavy criticisms about "not doing enough with primal Gumball" and all. Enjoy!

Gumball was hooked up to a bunch of different machines inside the Elmore Hospital. His mom, dad, and siblings were there in the room with him, sitting around in pity and fear. They heard nothing but the electrocardiograph beeping nonstop.

"I'm sure everything is going to be ok mom." spoke Anais, "The doctors said that aside from some unusual brain activity, he'll be ok."

"I know sweetheart," Nicole said with sadness drowning her every word, "I just wish this never happened. He's lucky to even be alive after that stunt he pulled." Darwin felt some responsibility on his part and spoke up.

"It's not like we didn't warn him. Me and Anais tried to stop him, but he wouldn't listen." Richard decided to budge in and not feel left out.

"Well I sure hope he learned for next time to not do such a dangerous stunt. I mean, trying to do a back flip off the roof of the house on a skateboard? What was he thinking?"

"I don't think he was dad," replied Anais. "Only an idiot who does not think at all would do something so stupid and dangerous." Nicole looked at her son on the bed before her. Despite being tied up with an arm cast, leg cast, neck brace, and a severely bruised face, she worried about only one thing.

"What I worry for the most is the concussion he suffered. The doctors said that it would be a miracle if he came out of this without brain damage." She gasped depressingly as she started to produce tears out of her eyes. "They said he might not be himself when he comes to." Nicole wished she could have been home to have stopped him. Richard got up from his seat and came around to his wife's side to try and comfort her. He wrapped his big arms around her and tried to comfort her worries with a hug.

He pressed his chubby face against hers and told her softly "It's ok Sweetie. He's going to make it after all." He released his grip from her and looked down on himself in shame. "I shouldn't have left the house to go get dinner. I just wanted to surprise you when you got home was all." Nicole stared at Richard as she rested her paw on his shoulder.

"Don't blame yourself for this Richard. I know you didn't think this would happen leaving the kids home by themselves for only a little while." Hearing Nicole made him smile, feeling relieved that she did not hate him for what happened. Just then, a doctor opened the door to address the family.

"Well Mr. and Mrs. Waterson," began the band aid doctor, "We got the results back about your son's condition. We have good news and bad news." Everyone in the room instantly frowned in fright when the doctor said "bad news". Nicole decided to try and stay optimistic however, forcing a smile on her face as she faced the doctor.

"What's the good news, Doc?" she replied.

"The good news is that your son IS going to be alright. The injuries he sustained should heal up overtime and we managed to stop any internal bleeding or damage he obtained from his injury". The kids and parents sighed a breath of relief at the results.

"Oh, thank heavens," said Nicole as she relaxed herself into the back of the chair. She felt like a weight had just been lifted off of her as she closed her eyes and faced the ceiling. But now came the other half.

"So what's the bad news?" said Anais, worrying for her older brother. The doctor looked down on her and tried to express his voice as sympathetically and calmly as possible to the family.

"The bad news I'm afraid is…your son's head was the first part of his body to be injured. Fearing the worst, my staff and I compared your son's brain activity from his last visit to what it is now and…it's different alright." His words brought the relief to a sudden ditch. All their hopes and happiness instantly turned back into fear and worry.

"What do you mean by different?" inquired Darwin, who was sitting right next to his sister Anais.

"Your brother's brainwaves are not what they appeared to be. We don't know for sure why that is; it could be a multitude of different cases. Multiple Personality Disorder, Amnesia, psychoses, or any amount of things. In short, your son…might not be the same when he wakes up."

Without the family's notice, Gumball started to regain consciousness. His eyes slowly opened to only behold a blur mixed with unrecognizable voices. He was groaning lightly as he came to, peering his eyes open ever so slowly (in pain). He couldn't tell what was going on, only that there was some kind of discussion going on. His mom was now standing up, arguing with the doctor. Gumball could not make out what was being said, but everyone else could.

"You're telling me that you don't know what's wrong with my son?! What kinds of doctors work her?"

"Mam, please understand that brain diseases are very hard to narrow down. The activity could be anything."

"So how do we find out what is wrong with him then? Huh?" her voice started to sound terrifying as the doctor was having to take her motherly wrath. Richard got up from out of his seat and backed her up, though mostly out of fear of being on the wrong side.

"Yeah. You better figure out what's wrong or…" The voices still sounded to disorganized to Gumball. As the seconds went by, his focus had started to recover. While still a bit of a blur, he could see his mom and dad to the right of the room with the doctor just next to the door. His sister and adoptive fish brother were sitting on the floor, out of his sight. He gave out a silent moan of pain.

"ohhhhhh" he exhaled out of him. The parents were still complaining with the doctor when Anais could've sworn she heard her brother. She looked away from the debate and saw his eyes narrowly opened. She stood up and walked to him, going around to his right side of the bed.

"Gumball?" she said quietly. He looked at her from below the bed and directed his attention to her. Anais's face instantly lit up with a smile. She turned her back and shouted at everyone "Hey guys! He's awake! Gumballs come to." Richard and Nicole stopped their bickering and stared at Anais, then Gumball. The two smiled and ran to his side with Darwin coming from behind. The doctor remained in the back of the room, trying not to complain about the parents' irrational arguing against his job. They all leaned in around him as he kept his eyes squinted.

"Gumball," said Nicole, "are you alright?" He said nothing, peering at everyone around him like they were interrogating him. Nicole looked worried and repeated her question. "Gumball, are you there? Say something, please!" She gave him a sincere look when she finished. Gumball rocked his head a little. He started blinking, first slowly, then rapidly. Eventually, when he came to his senses, he gave everyone around them a stare. The corners of his eyes were narrows down to points with the centers barely big enough to hold his pupils. He stared at them exactly like a cat would and gave them all a horrible sound from his mouth.

"k-HHHIISSSSS." he slithered out of his almost closed lips. The family instantly backed away, confused and shocked from his response. Nicole's face instantly became displeased with him.

"Gumball Waterson," she said with her hands on her hips, "that is no way to talk to your family!" Gumball did not understand however and simply remarked back at her. He widened his lips open and scrunched his teeth together.

"TISSS" he screeched at his mom. He started to shake himself around on the bed, crying out in pain as he was moving his broken bones around. He struggled effortlessly at trying to break out.

"Doctor, come quick!" shouted Richard as he looked at his abnormally behaved son. The doctor ran up from behind and squeezed in between the married couple.

"What, what is-*GASP*" replied the doctor in shock. He had never seen a child act so ghastly before. He leaned out to his right, grabbed a needle from off a table, and pulled out a little bottle from behind him as he started withdrawing the substance. "Your son's behavior is causing him too much pain. If I don't administer to him some anesthetics, he'll worsen his injuries even further." He got close to Gumball's neck and pointed the needle down at him.

"DOCTOR, wait!" cried Nicole with her arm stretched out in plea at the professional. She was stopped by Richard as he held out his arm to hold back her body. Before she could react, the Doctor injected the needle into his neck.

"RA-HANNNN" shouted Gumball at the sudden pain he felt. When the doctor was finished, Gumball started struggling even more than before. It didn't last long however as he started slowing down, his eyes beginning to narrow back to a sleep as he lessened his movement more and more. By time he had calmed down and back to sleep, his family was in complete dubiousness.

"Doctor, what's wrong with my brother?" said Anais, staring at him with big beady eyes. It made him feel so sorry for having to do what he did, but he knew the family had to know.

"I'm not too sure," he said. "But I think…Gumball is a cat, right?" Nicole answered him.

"Yeah, so?"

"Well Mrs.… I don't quite know how sure I am about this, but…I think your son has turned…feral." Nicole was once more shocked, but Richard was at a loss.

"Wait, what's that mean?" he said with confusion. The doctor faced him for his answer.

"It means that your child has…reverted back to a level of instinct. He was behaving just like a cat would and not a person." He took a step forward. "He doesn't seem to have any intelligence with normal civil behavior anymore. He might think that he's…just a cat." Nicole held up her fist to try and hide her frown. Her eyes instantly became sad and beady like Anais's.

"Are you saying that…our son isn't normal?" The doctor held his head down as he replied back at her.

"I'm saying…that's not your son. Not anymore it seems."