Okay, so the first chapter got deleted by accident. If you are looking for the SYOC form, please go to my profile.

The concert was meant to be perfect. It was meant to show everyone how talented she was. But things just had a funny way of ruining perfectly good moments. And, it wasn't the music that messed it up. No, the music was perfect, every note hit at the right tone, every bow stroke perfect. It was Blair Beaumont that messed it up. All on her own.

3 hours earlier...

Blair took a deep breath. In, and out. Her stomach churned but needless to say, she was excited. She's been practicing for months, until Blair thought it was perfect. Maybe it was perfect. Maybe it wasn't. Blair didn't care. She's going on in 20 minutes. Blair starts pacing around the room anxiously, her black and white dress swaying with every step. Her brown hair was put up in a bun, and her brown eyes looked around, searching for a clock to go faster.

You can do this Blair. You are strong, and you are great at what you do! If only Blair could believe that herself. She kept repeating those words as she paced, worry and anticipation filling by the second. Her ears perked up at all the other performers. Oh how wonderful they were.

If only I could be that good. Wait...no Blair! You are going to be perfect! Not good, but PERFECT! You just shake off all that negativity and do your best! Suddenly Blair noticed something. The music stopped. That meant it was her turn. Stomach churning, fingers bit to their last end, she trotted to the stage. In the heat of the moment, Blair didn't notice this, but everyone was staring at her. They admired the way she so gracefully walked up the stage, her posture perfect and her seeming confident. Blair took her seat, and prepared her solo. Her cheeks suddenly blushed a bright red-all those people were staring at her. She didn't know it was of awe, but rather, she thought it was of mockery. There eyes seemed to taunt her every step, waiting for her to make a mistake. Her hands trembled as she got in her ready position, and all of a sudden, she had no idea what she was looking at.

Everything was a blur as the violin slipped from her hands, and everything she was looking forward to for months came crashing down. She had no instructor, but if she did, she imagined he would be shaking his head in shame. Tears came flooding from her eyes, as she buried her head in her hands, ignoring the gasps, screams, and cries. Wait...gasps, screams, and cries? Taking a good look at herself, she noticed what all the fuss was about. Her once pale hands...they were now...purple? And her finger nails, they were claws.

No this is a dream. As soon as I wake up, this whole day will start over. Maybe a pinch will wake me up. Gasping and heaving, Blair reached for her skin but her other hand grabbed for the one about to pinch, as if she didn't or couldn't get hurt. Must be reflexes. Whatever is happening to me has to stop right now. This is beginning to be too real to be a dream. Looking up, everyone was gone, except her parents, who seemed to be on the phone with someone. There was fear in their eyes, of their one child, of their only child. Blair collapsed into tears, and starting ripping at her striped tail, wanting this freak show to be over with. She could see exactly what her parents expressions were and exactly what they were saying due to her big eyes and pointed ears that sprouted. She started gagging over her pointed teeth and purple skin.

WHY?! WHY ME!? WHY TODAY!? WHY EVER?! Screaming and thrashing in her destructed clothes and messy hair. Screaming and thrashing until...a needle. Silencing her. The last thing Blair heard before blacking out was a little message from her parents.

"This is for your own good" they whispered, keeping a distance between her and them. WHAT IS!? DON"T LEAVE M-. Slowly, Blair was dragged away by body guards, away from her home, away from her loved ones and her friends, forever.

Blair slowly opened her eyes. She seemed to be in a very plain and bare room. Looking up, she sees a male. And then survival instincts kick in. Questions flood through her mind. But Blair's smarter then that. She only asks the good questions first.

"What's your name?" she hisses.

"My, quite a temper Lizzy the Lizard. It's Feng, Cormac Feng. I would ask for yours, but I don't seem to have that honor yet, do I?" Cormac replies, sarcastic and sassy. He's arrogant. He's first on my enemy list. Quite a wronging he's done! Whatever, just FOCUS Blair. More questions need to be asked before you forget them.

"NO! You don't have the honor, and where the heck am I?" Blair screeches, her teeth gritting and her fists clenching.

"Watch it! You wouldn't want to make an enemy with me. And as for where you are, well welcome to the facility. The facility for freaks, freaks like you and me!"

SOOOOOOO sorry for not updating in like forever! I am really sorry, there are no excuses! Except for the fact that I totally was irresponsible and forgot my password for forever! Silly me! Anyways, here it is, the first chapter! I really do hope you like it! And thank you so much for everyone that submitted! It makes me so happy that a small writer like me can get some attention! SO follow your dreams, aspiring writers. You can become one! Anyways, what do you guys think of Blair and Cormac? There will be a lot more action next chapter, I promise. I'll try to update as often as I can, and I promise I will tell you when I actually come up with a schedule for updating. Also, I will be accepting every submission so maybe your character won't show in some chapters or not. And submissions will never be closed for this story. NEVER! I will always need new characters. Anyways (again) here are the authors who submitted the characters in this story.

Blair:MysteryAgain

Cormac:RollingUpHigh'

So thank you for submitting these awesome characters! And I will be updating tomorrow! See ya'll later!