Chapter 1
Holly's POV
I bet you have heard the saying never trust an animal that can talk. That cats with black fur are bad luck and that we're untrustworthy. You have heard right. That's what I am. I'm that cat you should learn to stay away from cats like me. You see I'm not like normal cats, I have magic running deep inside my blood. I have learned to control it and to keep it safe out of harms way, but every now and again I love to have a little fun. But let me begin my story from when I first learned I had the gift of cat magic.
It was when I was born. I had just opened my blue eyes and the first sight I saw was my mother and father. They both smiled upon their only daughter. My father was a proud cat and the head of the Magic Clan. My mother was just glad that one of her kits have live through the winter. The winter, in which I was born in, was the worst of them all. My father had always said the worst brings out the best. I was the best out of that winter. My father taught me how to use my magic with great pride.
But with all great stories, there comes a sad ending. I am yet the last of my clan. They all died by a poisonous flower called the deathbane. My mother was able to get me away, by protecting me in a basket. She set me in the river with a picture of the three of us. Created by the magic claws of my father. I had to learn how to hunt by myself and from then on I've been fine. Being on my own is fun, but I still think pf my clan every night. Since 1823. You didn't think I die like normal cat, did you? If you did something's wrong with you. I live forever, only Deathbane can kill me.
Speaking of living forever, living forever is apart of the magic. The magic runs deep inside my claws and whatever I scratch becomes the animal I'm thinking of. It's mainly mice, but if I ever find a cat who is perfect to up hold magic, then I can give it to them from my claws. Lastly there's me, I can only stay into a cat, but I don't mind. I can lift myself up using telekinesis. It's my favorite thing to do, since I can't change into anything else. Being a cat is like being the world. It's like the love of my life. But there is one thing wrong with world.
Humans. They treat use animals like for-legged furballs. They leave us to die, to starve, and other things that I can't even list. I can't stand humans. So I prefer to stay away from them and they bet make sure to stay away from me. I'm guessing not everyone got the message. Right now, I'm stuck in a cage with a creepy boy with another cat. Magic cat by the looks of it, but he has used it for the forces of evil and not for good. I don't think, though, he has the same power as me.
I sat up straight watching them. My tail lashed around as my eyes narrowed. The boy began to laugh as he walked over here with the cat laying on his shoulder. "Hello, little cat."
"Oh boy, I get to listen to you some more," I mumbled.
"Oh shut up, you ready to get de-clawed?"
"You do know that, if you take away my claws, you're not going to get my magic, right? All you're going to is a dead claw and new claws grow in with the same magic."
"I really hate you."
"I know, a lot of people do. But you're going to keep me here anyway, so you might as well tell me your name."
"Klarion."
"I've heard of you. You that witch boy, right? The one who is doesn't know how to use magic."
"Stupid cat."
He opened the cage and tried to grab me, but I jumped on his shoulders and used my telekin powers to throw a vase at the cat. Bull's eye. "Suck that you stupid cat!" I ran away, when the door was kicked open. Eight teenagers stood at the door way. I hung my head and growled softly. "This night can't get any worst. Time to leave." I made my way to the door, before running away in the ally path. I kept running through the street and out to the other side. My heart was racing like a speeding bullet as I kept in full line. Soon I slowed to a stop.
I sat on the wet ground that was filled with dirty water. I was breathing hard and with one quick look back. I saw no one following me. "Phew, that was a close one."
"You better say that," said a voice from somewhere in the ally.
"Who's there?"
A dark figure appeared. It was my good friends Midnight. Black fur with green eyes, but she lived with humans. "You have to know who I am by now. I've known you ever since you came to Happy Harbor. Remember my mother was the one who raised us. How old are you again?"
"Two years. The same age as you."
"Right. Holly, I saw you and that witch boy. Holly, you have to be more careful. He won't stop. This kid knows how powerful your magic is and that he can use it to control the whole world. Klarion knows that cat magic is stronger than his own, with one swipe of your claws he can be changed into the animal you're thinking of. He could also get us to scratch his cat, giving him the magic."
"Don't you think I know that. This kid is nuts. I don't think he knows how to get the magic out of me though."
"He'll figure it out. Holly, you're like a sister to me and I don't want to lose you. Promise me, that you'll be a little more careful."
I sighed and looked at her. "I promise. What are you doing out here anyway?"
"I was going hunting, but I saw you and followed you around. You're fun to spy on." She began to smirk a little.
"So funny. Well, I better go find somewhere to sleep for the night. You take care, okay Midnight?"
"Well do. Same for you."
"Oh, no. No, none of that" She rolled her eyes and walked away at a fast pace. I snorted and smiled. "I don't get why she stays with humans. It's easier just to stay away from them, I mean they're nothing but heartless souls."
"Maybe you just haven't met any of the good ones," said a male voice. I spun around and stared at the eight teens.
"Can this night any worst."