Prologue

"You owe me!" Anthony said, balling up his fist into a brown death machine. His hat was turned around, his faced painted with scars. A backwards ball cap sat there, as if its face was to shame full to show itself. Curvy black hair seeped out and around, where hidden under where more scars. All his clothes were covered in flames. Anthony was the perfect shape for a bully.

Giancarlo backed up, waving his hands as if he could shoo away the trouble. "I-I paid you already! All my lunch money!" Exactly 3$, he tossed it to the bully. "See, you made a big mistake coming to Roosevelt elementary." Anthony said, thrusting his hands onto Giancarlo's chest, causing him to start a mini sandstorm. Coughing out bits of rocks, Anthony took a monster step closer to the next victim.

I promised Mom, Dad and Jorge that I would never do this, but I must. Giancarlo thought and closed his eyes, opening them and showing they were pure amber. Anthony stumbled backwards in confusion. Mom and Dad will regret this….

"Again!" , his black hair ruffled as kept raking his fingers through it. "Dad, I'm sorry! He was going to beat me up. AGAIN!" Giancarlo said. The principal called the family and Giancarlo is now expelled, forever, marking the 8 times this past couple weeks. Jorge covered his ears. He hated when they shouted, it hurts his fox ears. "But I told you!"

shouted. rested her gentle hand on his shoulders. "Sweetie, why don't you invite Kayla and you guys talk it out in your room?" said her voice sweet yet stern.

Kayla plopped herself on the springy bed, the springs creaking as she sat. Tossing some curls across her shoulder, her eyes sparkled in her turquoise green as her eyes begged for the story. Giancarlo kept pacing across the room. "What happened?" She pushed. Giancarlo looked up at her then looked back down. "I had to! He was going to kill me!" Giancarlo said. Kayla laughed at him, shaking her curls everywhere.

"Just because I did this?!" He said and closed his eyes, taking a deep breathe. He felt wind pressing on his body as his fur grew and his eyes turned amber. Claws grew from his hand and a tail sprouted from the bottom of his spine. Opening his eyes, his hands turned to paws. Yes it is Giancarlo, a gigantic 100 pound panther, his mom and dad tigers, his brother a fox, and Kayla a cheetah. Their family with a gift of their ancestors sent through generations. If one marries a non-shifter, the shifter sends powers to the other. Giancarlo let out a low growl.

'Wow. Dude, you need to go to my school!' Kayla said in thought speak. Thought speak was the way of communicating in morphed form. Giancarlo looked at her. 'Why? I could just get kicked out again.' He thought. 'It's not what it seems.' Kayla replied.