Sorry bout the shortness the next chapter will be longer!
Disclaimer: I do not own Mew Mew Power or Tokyo Mew Mew i only own Sam Vulpes (my OC)!
'It started out like any other day; I was taking my morning walk, and at first nothing out of the ordinary happened. But then… well lets just say; it got weird. I had decided to take a detour into the park. Everything seemed normal, but that was before a giant fish attacked me. I ran. What would you have done? I mean how often do giant fish leap out of ponds and attack you? Anyways I hadn't gotten far, when I suddenly ran into someone, literally. I don't really remember what happened in the ten to fifteen minutes I was there, all I remember is what he looked like. He was about four inches taller than me; he had short dark violet hair. He wore strange clothes and his ears were long and pointed. His eyes… they were a cold stormy grey, it was as if they had never seen happiness. In fact all his features were like that. He looked strong and fearless. I don't think I've ever been more afraid in my entire life. I was about to turn and run again, but something smashed into me. I remember hitting a tree and then being on the ground. I remember feeling dizzy and someone shouting. Then everything went black. When I woke up I was on my porch. Alone. I thought it had just been a dream, but then I noticed that there was a good-sized bump on my head and a large bruise on my right arm.'
… And ya that's pretty much what happened, and every day after that I " Sam finished. Both Elliot and Wesley were staring at the ground, thinking hard. Then they started to talk quietly. Occasionally throwing a glance in her direction. Sam paid no attention to them, instead she thought over what she had just said. She had not told them everything. Sam had not exactly wanted to share the whole story with them, because one; she had just met them, and two; she had a strange feeling that it was a bad idea to spill all the beans into one barrel. She had changed the ending and left out a few details. In fact she had not woken up on her porch at all. Most of the story was true, until the part where she regained consciousness. After thinking so hard on the subject, it was hard to stop the memory from flooding in. Sam remembered waking up, not on her porch, but on the ground in the same spot where she had fallen. She remembered fingers slowly running through her hair and she remembered feeling dizzy. Sam found herself trying to recapture the moment where strong arms had lifted her. But it was hard to remember that moment because when it happened; the air moved around her like waves and every sound was muffled like trying to hear through water.