Chapter 1

I was blessed. I was cursed. To me: both are good things. I guess normal people would think otherwise. What I mean by that is: normal human beings wouldn't think that the adrenaline rush of having guns pointed at you, getting trapped in a building that's on fire, getting in violent fights, and having huge boulders hurled toward you is a good thing. I ,on the other hand, loved it. I have "danger" as my middle name. So did my other shape shifting buddies. We were up against the law and ,pretty much, the world. It seemed like everyone was after us. And the law/ world is just about everyone. So having only four of us up against (why don't we say A LOT!), oh so many, people, is kind of an unfair fight.

I know right now you're probably getting lost and thinking, "Why are there people after you?"

"Who else is there?"

"What can you shape shift into?"

Okay! I'm getting there! First of all, the other three are my friends. All are shape shifters. There's me, Elliot (my secret crush and best friend), Carter (the "leader" of our group), and Jackson (my brother).

We were being chased because some creeps (I'll explain later) who pretended to work for the law, had convinced everyone on the "force" that we were all psycho serial killers who planned to take over the world. And my 15-year-old mind had told me that that was a load of bull. Now me and my "family" were on the run. Not so much "run" as we were on a mission: a mission to prove these idiots wrong and claim a spot as "civilized half-human beings."