Heh. I can't believe I'm making another story like this. Oh well. xD
I blinked my eyes open a while later. My main clue I'd been out for a while: there was sunlight streaming through the window. But it wasn't my window. What had happened last night?
Oh yeah. Mom hit me in the head with a bottle. Some random stranger found me. I passed out. Great. I squinted at the window again, debating my chances of getting out of here, then actually being able to live on my own. The chances were slim.
"Don't bother," a voice said from near the door. I recognized the voice. This must be the girl - what was her name? Etcetera?- from last night. "Humans will freak when they see you. Big sign for either Macavity or us to get you back."
"Okay, you just said, like, ten confusing things." My head was pounding where it'd been hit.
Etcetera suddenly seemed to be taking interest in her toe. She was sitting on a table, knees pulled in tight, leaning against a wall. Her white-blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail. It made me self-concious of my own dirty scarlet hair. I examined my sleeve while she decided what to say. "I think it'd be best for my mom... and maybe my extremely loud siblings," she said the part about her siblings to the wall behind her, not to me, "to explain. I'm the youngest. I'll probably end up confusing you."
I didn't hear anything - no loud siblings, or... anything. "Too late for that," I muttered very quietly.
She laughed, then shut down her face, as if she was afraid she'd given too much away, or something. I gave her a weird look.
"Mom! Lec!" She yelled through the door. A woman bustled through the doorway - I vaguely recognized her from last night. A tall, pale girl, resembling Etcetera a lot, came in yawning behind her. Her dark brown hair hung in a curtains around her face.
"Cettie, what was so important that you had to - ohhhhh." The girl stopped talking when she saw me. "Finally decided to rejoin the living, there?"
Etcetera mumbled something like, "Don't know how you can sleep with our brothers as obnoxious as they are anyway."
The woman shot Etcetera a glare. "Maybe you should go with your brothers, Etcetera. Electra and I can take it from here."
Etcetera grumbled something about "Not being able to do anything around here," and slipped out the door. I was blinking, trying not to pass out again. My head hurt.
The girl, who must be Electra, stared at the door with longing. She obviously didn't want to remain here. Neither did I, truthfully.
"How much did Cettie tell you?" Electra asked, sliding onto the table and sat with her legs dangling over the edge. I was sitting on a dark green couch.
"Er... not much, except for the fact that if I tried to escape out the window, either you or some guy named Macavity would get me. Charming thought, really." My head was either splitting from the inside, or my brain was trying to eat itself. Either way, it hurt.
"Headache?" Electra asked me, swinging her legs back and forth, kicking the air, "Happened to me during the transformation too. Perfectly natural. It'll go away in a couple of hours, probably."
Transformation? What kind of nuthouse had I landed myself in? "Er... what?"
"Show her, Electra." The woman said, her eyes closed - as if she were about to get sick.
"Both?" Electra asked her.
"Might as well. She see for herself soon enough."
"Okay. Not liking the whole mysterious talking-about-me-without-me-having-a-freaking-clue-what-you're-talking-about thing."
The woman's eyes snapped open. "You'll watch your language in this house."
"Uh... no. I grew up with an alcoholic mom, not knowing where my next meal was coming from, and you expect me to change my ways now? Not going to happen. And I know much, much worse words than that."
Electra looked impressed. The woman who was with us looked like she wanted to hit me. Well, I've already been hit too, so it's not going to make a difference - except maybe it'll speed up the process of my skull splitting in two.
"Er... on with showing her, Mum?" She asked the woman.
"Fine." I was glad I was a couple feet away from her. That would give me time to flip over the couch if she started running at me or something. Then the window could work as an escape route if needed. Then again, I didn't know if there were multiple floors to this building or not.
Electra started to glow. I mean, literally glow. The air around her shimmered blue. Then she started to... grow. She got taller. Her arms got longer.
Soon enough, there was a cat-human hybrid infront of me (not that I knew the term hybrid at the time, but that's the easiest description). "What the hell?" I yelled, standing up.
There was laughter coming from the wall Electra had been sitting near earlier. I knew it must be Etcetera and her brothers. The woman Electra had called her mother was glaring at me. I could practically feel her eyes lasering holes in my stomach. Well, it's going to take a long time for me to break my bad habits like that.
Electra was... furry. She had tortoiseshell fur... um... everywhere except her face, which was human skin. Her hands were human with claws. The top of her head was like a furry thing with ears. It was dark brown. Her nose was like a normal nose, but the bottom of it was black - like a cat's nose.
Then that... thing... started to shrink. She shrunk until she was below my kneecaps, and she was a full-out tortoiseshell cat.
Then the cat grew, and there stood normal human Electra. Well, I was pretty sure I couldn't call her normal, but...
"I'm tripping. I'm totally tripping. I had too many Tic Tacs or something, and that combined with getting hit in the head with a bottle caused this hallucination."
Electra laughed. "God, do I wish. Nope. And you're one of us, Bombalurina."