Author's note: (I kinda had a hard time uploading a new chapter) I had just enough time for Chapter 2. So please enjoy and review.
Damian flung his eyes open, breathing really hard, sweating. 'Just a dream…' he thought. All he could see is his room, still night time. It was so clear but he ignores it. Damian kicked the covers away but he still feels unbelievably hot. Damian closed his eyes when he calmed down and fell back to sleep. The nightmares came back to him. It was the same red headed boy, the same Pegasus, the same misery. "Say it! Say that you're weak!" Damian burst his eyes open, breathing hardly again.
Damian remembers Gingka's sadistic command in his dream. It was the same way he told Julian in his battle before Gingka! Just remembering the dream made Damian growl in anger. It was an unusual growl but he ignored it. Damian stood up from his bed, knowing he couldn't go back to sleep without something to fill in his stomach. He knows exactly what he wanted now.
Dr. Ziggurat's cream pies.
The thought of the pies made Damian's mouth water. Damian turned to the side of the bed to exit, feet first. Strange enough, his feet aren't touching the floor. It's as if he shrunk but the thought of the cream pies made Damian to care less but it did made him suspicious by 15%. Damian hopped out of his bed, but he could feel pain on his face.
"OWW!"
His nose stung fiercely. He holds his head up, thinking it might bleed. He went dizzy for a moment but regain himself later. 'What the hell?' Damian hissed in his mind. How can he fall from the bed like that? Damian just shrugs it away and headed towards the door. He made small gasp in surprise when he realized that the doorknob isn't in front of him. He glanced up and saw the doorknob, seems like its yards away.
Damian is frozen in shock. 'Must be dreaming,' Damian thought in relief but he went into a thought. His stomach aching for a pie and the pain on his face feels quite real. He could feel chills everywhere in his body. Damian turns around and discovered his room is huge like Jurassic Park. He sees his bed is huge too, so no wonder he fell face first to the floor!
"Have I…shrunk?" Damian thought in disbelief. He can feel his heart thumping and breathing slowed. He is having his panic attack moments.
Damian rushed towards his mirror. His pace feels so funny. He couldn't run fast, feeling like something is stopping him. By the time he reached to his mirror, like the doorknob, it seems like it was yards above him. "DAMMIT!" Damian growled and he rushed back to his door, trying his best to jump to reach the knob. It was worth a try…
Damian thought of another tactic. He backed up, eyes locked to the door. "I'm getting that cream pie," Damian growled in determination. He kept backing up until he seems far away from the door. Then a sudden burst of speed.
Damian tensed himself to force power on his head. He grinded his teeth and shut his eyes. He feels like he's struggling to run fast as if he has little legs. He didn't stop or even slow down. He prepared for the door to burst open by his might. He pushed back a huge force on his legs to make an even faster strike. This is it! He's going to be free!
Damian's door made a soft timid knock. One of the assistant women looked at Damian's door but shrug it away, thinking she's just hearing things and continue on.
Damian was lying on the floor, his head in a world of hurt. He made a load groan and got up. The world is moving in his eyes. He turned from the door and glanced at his room. It was moving too, like an earthquake. Damian shook his head violently, to snap to his senses but he feels his own ears slapping his face. That can't be right either.
Damian lifted both of his 'hands' to feel for his ears. Damian stiffened when he felt fur. His hands traveled upward and feel something pointy. He began to tug it but he slip out a mew in pain. That can't be right at all! Damian quickly covered his mouth with his hands. He is frozen in shock. He tried doing same stern mew. It matches. It is not human-like. He could have sworn it sounded like a cat…Naah.
Suspicious and cream pie at the back of mind, Damian turned around a 360 to see body. All he could see is fur, hind legs, small tail, and strings sticking out from his lip. He immediately stops examining himself and turned away from his side, too shock to see more of himself. His panic attack came again along with chills along his spine. He thought he just shrunk. He was dead wrong and he knows it.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Author's note: Hope you enjoy this one. The next one will heat things up. Please review.
