i walked inside. "alice" mom said weasily. i sighed and took off my sunglasses. my caninses were fully out now. they were about half an inch long. my nails were out to. i closed my eyes. "mom, dad. im sorry i didnt tell you" i said. i knew that my eyes were blue right now. because i was scared. my mom screamed. "your eyes!" she yelled. i bit down on my lip. "its nothing. they just change with my mood is all." i mumbled. "what are you" my dad demanded placing my mom behind him. "i dont know. i.. i can do things other people cant. i, i can move super fast, and i have more strength that regular people." i started. "and i can heal" i said showing my arm and slicing a long line with my nail. my moms eyes widened in horror as the line patched itself together. i put n a weak smile. i could smell them. so much fear from them. fear, anger, and betrayl. "im still me. im still alice" i said walking towards them. "you stay back!" he yelled. he was the one that the furry was coming from. my eyes grew black making my mom scream again. i pulled back my lip and snarled a little. "mom dont listen to him" i spat. "im alice. im your just changed a little" i begged for her to listen. "just go to your room" she whisperd. my eyes changed back to blue as walked to my room. i fell asleep for awhile but woke with a start. i could hear voices. i qiuetly slipped down the stairs and watched from the last flight of stairs. i sat down and listened. "launa, that is not our daughter! it used to be alice. somehting overtook her. she will kill us all in the drop of a hat" he whisperd glancing up at me. i mean he couldnt see me but he was watching the stairs to make sure i wasnt there. i smirked. 'amiture' "i just cant beliive it. maybe shes in there deep down. she just needs help" my mom cried. "no. shes gone. shes an abomination. if you wouldnt kill me for it id kill her now" he whisperd. my heart shrivled up and tears stung my eyes. i squeezed my eyes. this same man taught me how to ride a bike, then a motercycle. "rob!" she gasped. "yes! id kill her because she is a freak of nature!" he insitied. "im calling the mutant police. they can have her and do what ever they want with her. theyll pay loads to gave her kind. i know what she is. shes a feral. the worst kind along with telopaths. shell kill us all. if we can sell her, theyll pay so much for a feral. they never get offers for ferals. i know, my boss works for them." he said wickedly. my own dad, was going to sell me to be beaten and cut up like a science glass frog. i put my hand over my mouth to stop a growl worthy of a lion. "what will we tell everybody" my mom asked. "well say she went to stay at her aunts" he said smiling happy she was on board. "i shouldve known that the night you came home pregent that she would be a horriblw child. that man was crazy" my dad mutterd. "what! i wasnt my dads!" i thought. i felt hurt, furry and relief. my dad was a mutant then, like me. my dad oicked up the phone. i quickly and silently sped up the stairs and grabbed my duffle bag. i shoved in all my clothes and my ipod. if they didnt throw away all my stuff id come back for it. stuff like pictures and jewekery. i yanked out my caninsed one last time so i wouldnt freak people out in the city. and filed my nails down so hard i bled till healed. with that i threw open my window and started to climb out. no time for stealth. the prd was on there way and theyd be here in five min. tops. i ran to the corner of the roof and jumped throwing my duffle bag first. i landed like a cat. i smiled a little and looked up. i had just fallen two storys and landed on all fours. i grabbed my duffle bag and ran to skeeters. i had to tell him i was okay and what happend. i left my bag on the ground under his mom car. thank god he was on the first floor. i knocked on his window rappidly. he yanked it open. "what" he hissed groggily. then he saw my face. i climbed in and wrapped him in a hugg. i started crying again. "shh, whats wrongmox" he whisperd hugging me. "my parents they found out" i cried. "they called me a freak and an abomination" i choked out. he held my at arms length. "thats now true. you are none of thgose things" he said sternly. "my dad even said he was gonna kill me. but settled for calling the prd" i whisperd. his eyes gew huge in the dark. "well, my mom will hide you" he said qickly. "no! the prd will do anything for my kind. i will not hurt your family" i said pulling him into another hug."ill write to you. i cant take my phone. theyll know and track me down. i promise ill be safe" i whisperd. he hugged me back i noticed he was crying a little to. i started to leave. "mox" he whisperd. i turned back to him. "you are nothing like your parents. and you are not what they say" he said normaly. i smiled and wiped my eyes putting my sunglasses on. just as my feet his his front lawn light flooded at my house from the prd. my eyes fazed to red. that must be a new one to put in the catigory of red/pink. adriniline and panick. i harldy noticed my feet hitting the ground as i ran. sure the huge and heavy duffle bag slowed me down a little but i wasnt going to complain. i was out of out complex in less then fve minutes. then i was running down the street to the city.i had to hide. i felt bad for leaving skeeter. now he was going to have to lie to those blood thirsty people. i half wished i was there so i could kick there ass!i was going to miss his mom and dad. they were always so nice to me. like they knew. im pretty sure they did know but they never said anything. and what about my brother. what would he do when he found out. he was at a party till tomarow night. would he hate me? would he hate my parents. no, he would hate me. hes going ot be terrified and tell the prd everything about me so they could find me. i just knew it. as much as i loved im i had to admitt the truth. i decided that id camp out on a rooftop. that way id be able to watch the streets below and stay out of sight. i layed my duffle bag down and stuck my ipod buds in my ears. i needed to relax and right now, musci would help. i caught my reflextion. i was still wearing my school clothes and my hair had fallen out of my bun down haning little past my ribs. despite everything that was going on my eyes were that amber honey bornw color. i felt calm, a little bit crazy and adriniline bound but calm. the thing with my eyes. they usually always stayed amber unless i felt a sure emtion. if it was just a rush of one or just a little they might flash but they were usually either amberor purple, (purple is, annoyed, michivious, smartass, flirty, kinda in a good mood and in some cases, lust) thinking of my eyes just made me remeber my moms screames. just recently i had found a new color. a golden yellow. it took me a second but then i relized the trigger. a boy in my class. yellow was embaresed, basicly that feeling you get when your around someone you like. or love. same jist. 'where can i go?' i thought sadly. i had knwone exepct skeeter. i was on my own now. the prd went through the streets. none of them smart enouph to look above them. ::; "professer!" rouge said panickly. "that girl. the feral girl" she said quickly. logan and i were having a session. he had finally let me go through his mind and try to locate memories. "yes? alice. what is it" i asked. "her parents. they're on the news" she said flipping on the t.v. we all watched. her parents were on screen. people could be seen inside the house. "oh no" i said. "we are live at thw moxson house where teenage girl has runaway. she has deticitves scouring the house for answers to there daughters whereabout. "its the prd. her parents turned her in" logan growled. "she was msart enouph to run" rouge said. "please if you have any information on this girl" the screen showed a picture of alice. "take her home." said the news man. "i just want my little girl back" choked out the dad. rouge snorted while logan just looked pissed. "what are we going to do?" asked rouge after she muted the tv. "go look for her" scott said. "and how do you propose we do that. she doesnt want to be found. shes probly doesnt trust anybody" rouge barked. i could tell this was personal to her from her experiance with her parnetnts. "her own parents diowned her scott. turned her in to be a ginny pig. how would you feel. would you let some people who outed to your parents help you" she snarled. "calm it kid" logan mutterd. "no! i aint gonna calm it! shes probley heart broken and alone and we have no way of finding her" she yelled. "if i know one thing about ferals" scott said. "is that when they dont want to be found. they usually are good at hiding" he said. logan nodded. "for once i agree with shades" he said. "we will just have to wait until she usues her abilities. wich the most promiinite one i can track is healing. ::; (a week later and a half later) i had been living inside an old warehouse nect to some old apartment complexes. it looked like an old barn of some sorts. it was behind a bunch of shity aprtments so it seemed like a good place to hide. it had hay, some crates and a place for me to climb up and sit on the rafters. i had about 20$ left out of hundred. fifty of that money went towards a secret letter to skeeter. i payed for the non adress and the personal deliver. i never let him see me though. i always sighned the letter mox and nothing else. i didnt want any letters back yet. i didnt want that messenger knowing where i stayed. people are traiors. i knew that from the first two days i was running. an old couple had told me i could hide in there backyard. in the night thye called the prd for the money. a week and a half feels like forever right now. i bit down on my beef jerky stick and chewed. my duffle bag was my pillow and the hay was my mattress. true it was like 50 year old hay but it worked. ithe bar kept out the cold and the hay made it so i didnt have to sleep on random roof tops. it was hard. with the urges getting worse. the sex urges werent hard to ignore. i could just masterbate and they would basicly be held down but the bloodhsed part was hard. so thats what encouaged me to do what was so stupidy called a bar cage fight. i found a shitty bar that didnt shy away from selling beer to minors. money was money to them. i watched carefully. these guys were easy. they were drunk and stupid. i mean, i was no fighter but i knew that if i let my instincs take the lead. besied, i needed the money in order to eat. and if i had to i was pretty sure i could whoop ass. i noticed that i had more of a feline someting to whatever i was. my dad called it a feral? i had to keep an eye out for prd thought. i had done reserch about so called ferals. they were not uncommon but rare to find. they liked privacy. all ferals had the same urges as me. some were like me with sharp nails and fangs others were just fast or strong with urges. i was pretty powerful from what i read. with having my animal urges and animal charicteristics along with animal eyes, healing, canines and claws. from what i could tel. those kind were rare. wich only made me more cautous. that man i my house was feral. they have a certan smell. and that was it. after alot more reaserch i found that every feral wether powerful or not is based on some animal. like wolf, panther, basicly like dog or cat. i happened to be more feline from my eyes with the more oval shape and with my claws, flexibilty and fast movement. i smiled as i saw an opening. "anyone want to fight the bolder!" yelled the annoyong sounding announcer. i walked up to him and tapped his shoulder. "ill fight him" i said. "this aint no girl scout meetin sweat heart" he chuckled. "just deal me in. you just worry about scammin people" i barked. he shrugged. i have know idea why im doing this. i thought when i stepped into the cage. because i needed to. i need to fight. the boulder stumbled up and looked at me. "the bolder is conflicted of fighting a little girl" he said drunkinly. "what do we call ya honey" asked the announcer. i looked around and saw one if the producers of the beer a goy was drinking. it said 'shadow-cat' it seemed to go with me. "shadowcat" i said. he closed the cage. "introducing shadowcat" he yelled. the croud was unsure wether to cheer or boo for me. i felt my eyes shift from amber to red from adreinline. the boulser circled me. i braced myself for the punch.