She ran and ran. Her short little eight year old going as fast as they could. She knew they would come looking for her soon. Quickly the little girl climbed a tree next to a clearing and started to sob. As she cried she heard a twig snap. With silent tears flooding down her face she peered out into the darkness and nearly falls out of the tree with fright. A grey wolf wearing ripped clothes looks up at her from the clearing.
"I can see you," the wolf called up to her in a boys voice as it stands up on its hind legs ", Now would you mind telling me why you are out here?"
The little girl just sat there with her mouth hanging wide open as the wolf disappeared. In its place stood a boy about her age wearing a ripped black "T" shirt, black shorts, and black converse. He had tanner skin then the girl, but still not tan, and black hair styled into a mohawk. Even from her height the girl could see that he had piercing blue eyes.
"You can come down," the boy yelled up ", I don't bite."
Ever so slowly the little girl climbed out of the tree trying not to fall. When her feet touched the ground the boy walked up to her and stuck out his hand.
"I'm Duncan Hewitt," the boy explains ", and you are?"
The girl looks at his hand before finally taking it.
"Gwen McLean," the girl replied.
"I can tell."
"What do you mean?"
"Well you have the black hair, black eyes, and pale skin."
"Ugh everyone always does that."
"Does what?"
"Compare me to my dad and sister," Gwen says distraught.
"I'm sorry I didn't know," Duncan said sincerely.
"It's ok really I'm used to it," Gwen replied.
"So you never answered my question. What are you doing out here?" Duncan questioned.
"I could ask you the same thing," Gwen answered back with a cocky smirk.
"Well if you must know I live out here. Me and a few of my buds live over there," He said pointing to the left.
"Are they all like you? Can they all change?" Gwen asked.
"Yep my buddy Geoff is a lion, his brother Trent is a tiger, their sisters Beth and Eva are a kitty, as Beth calls it, and a cheetah, and D.J. is a gorilla."
"Wow that is so cool!"
"Yeah, can you shift?"
"Are you kidding?" Gwen asked in a bragging tone", It runs in the family."
Gwen took a step back and as she did her shoulder length black hair began to grow until it was almost to her knees and waved out. Her black long sleeve shirt began to shrink until it was a strapless belly shirt. The black skirt she had on became a mini-skirt with a big rip up the left side. Her combat black boots turned into teal high heal boots that reached her knees. In an instant a long curved sward appeared on her back.
"Wow that is amazing!" Duncan shouted amazed ", what is that? Are you like a human shark? Can you kill someone with that sward? Are you li…?"
"Duncan calm down," Gwen interrupted ", my dad is half daemon so he, Heather, and I can all turn into daemons. We can't, however, figure out how I can still look like a human."
"Well it's still cool," Duncan said admiringly.
"Gwen," a man's voice could be heard calling off in the distance ", Gwen, hunny where are you?"
"That would be my dad," Gwen said while running away.
"Well will I see you again?" Duncan asked.
"Maybe someday," Gwen replied over her shoulder.
"I hope so," Duncan whispered to himself as he watched Gwen shift back into her regular form and disappear into the trees.
Ok so this is my first story! R&R and tell me if I should continue or not.