I don't even remember writing this but whatever. I finally got my old files back and this was one of them, I read it and was like whoa this is cool so I thought I'd upload it. It's in the pov of my friend oddi's Oc Feather Pandora Shade, who is a really neat oc, you should check her out on tumblr, url shit-i-dropped-my-m16

enjoy~

I woke up in the alley right near that bar. My mouth tasted like vomit. I sat up and popped my arm back into it's socket. Last night someone had given me catnip...or was it me who ate it...beaten me up, stole my stuff, and slit my throat. That's right, he killed me, but I got up anyway. Why, cause I'm a total badass of course. I remembered his face, though, ugly little human. Probably can't find a mate, that's why he has to spend his time robbing me.

I felt around, he took the gun I had out...but missed about a dozen concealed weapons. I walked into the bar and ordered a beer to wash out the vomit taste. There was this guy staring at me so I growled at him.

"Whatchu lookin at?"

"Ain't you dead?"

"Do I look dead?"

"Well, you was dead last night. How-" I grabbed him by the collar.

"Where's the guy who shot at me, huh? I got a bone to pick with him."

"Right right." the guy scribbled down an address on a bar napkin and handed it to me. I dropped him roughly, took a last swig of beer, snatched up the note, and walked out the door.

It looked like the guy lived across town in an apartment, so I took my Camaro, listening to Frou Frou songs on the way. I was right near where he was supposed to live when I saw him...he was crossing the street.

I stopped the car and got out. I stared at him and growled so he'd look in my direction. When he saw me his eyes widened. I started walking toward him.

"How did you survive that? It was a clean shot, right between the eyes, you had no pulse!"

I didn't say anything, I just slowly started walking towards him, my face carried no expression, but my eyes were fire. He killed me and now he knew what he was getting.

"Are you a ghost?" He started backing up. "Oh, please, please, show mercy on me! I have kids to support!"

Right...an ugly human like him having cubs, I doubedt it. That would require someone wanting to mate with him.

"Please!" I got right up in his face, my muscles tensed, my eyes showed him all he needed to know, and I spoke the last thing this sorry excuse for a human specimen would ever hear.

"I'm mad at you."

Then I pounced.

Yeah idk I guess Oddi and I were talking about Feather doing something like this at one point. I hope you liked it, I'll be updating and uploading things lots today and tomorrow.

If you could send me a review that would be neat.