AN: Woah! In the first day of publishing this, I got one fav and 31 hits! Just shocking!
Well, no reviews yet... So no review replies! Oh well...
But now I have 112 hits! Ee gads! And two alerts.
I guess I'll have to work a bit harder to mold this story into the tale you readers are very much so expecting.
But if I fail in this personal quest, be aware, I will continue writing no matter what... Now just imagine my evil grin as I spread bad grammar and horrible ethics across FanFiction until I die. Or just get one really spiteful review.
Diana used her morning time to study, her afternoon time to enjoy Korrine and Harvey's company, and at night in her bedroom with her laptop fully plugged in and ready to go, she'd look up universal races.
Star Trek.
Star Wars.
They Live.
Ben 10.
Transformers.
X-Files.
All fiction, nothing posted as "supposed sightings" and even the ones she did find were nothing compared to her.
Every "sighting" disheartened her, whatever race she was hid themselves very well.
Mandibles, slightly spiked forehead, piped hair or as Korrine called it dreadlocked hair, her skin tone, her clearly stronger body.
She would often stare into her standing mirror, marveling at her own appearance.
That skin, so thick but with it's lack of physical interaction, hard labor wise, her skin was smooth and slightly bumpy.
Something was telling her that was abnormal for her to have.
That and her tighter appearance which obviously showed that her race was born with a far superior muscle structure then a normal humans.
Besides all of that, she could roar. Not the typical angered growl any person would make to express anger and frustration, but a full blown puts-a-lion-to-shame roar.
Not only because of these physical differences, which she didn't mind so much, but that her ability to learn, to sense was five times better then anybody she's ever met before.
Diana would often think if her ability to learn quickly meant her race was advanced, but then her primal features would deny that possibility.
When she was eleven, only two years in with her family. She came across a lone bunny, just sitting in the snow, probably preparing for hybernation or something of the short, because it was eating like a starving rabid wolf.
She found herself subconsciously bending down, all fours hidden now in the snow up to her thighs and upper arms, her chest only a few inches from the real ground beneath the snow. But her back was arched outward, creating this predatorial-like hump in the ground. Which at present time reminded her much of a hunting snow leopard.
That is, if she was white and grey rather then her powerful shade of orange, white, and golds.
Diana quickly found herself stalking the snowy bunny who ate heartily.
With a very unlike Diana growl she leaped at the unknowing bunny and snatched it from the snow, holding it firm in her grip as it struggled for freedom.
Thankfully, her Mother Korrine was calling her in for lunch. Which at the time disappointed the child, but at current time relived her since she did not know what she may have done with the poor, traumatized bunny while she felt a great power and hunger over it.
She sighed, resting her eyes from the artificial light of her computer screen then checked the time.
(11:32 PM)
Tiredly she exited off her computer pages then shut it down for the night.
Standing on her protesting feet she walked to her bed, pulled the quilts back and laid down, finally sleeping within the white sheets and underneath the colourfully splotched turkey reds, golden rod, and off white designs.
For a few hours in bed, Diana was in complete bliss.
Until the alarm clock raised hell about it.
She growled, her mandibles clicking furiously as she turned in her bed and whacked the poor round clock on it's top, instantly shutting it's alarm off.
'Saturday. Finally!' Diana thought, then instantly realized she had work to do that day. 'Oh God... Not on my weekend...'
Grudgingly, she stood, her pink with white Happy Bunnies(1) and logo "It's all about me, deal with it." And matching sleeveless shirt, which was black instead of pink with one large centered and white Happy Bunny with the same logo below the grinning white bunny.
Her morning tardiness would not go unnoticed, or unpunished, by her parents being that they repeatedly told her that the family would be helping Harvey's sister move.
Both parents just so happened to be waiting for her downstairs in the kitchen. Enjoying a full breakfast.
She looked as if she'd rather fall down the stairs then walk down them, just to conserve her lazy morning. Of course, if she fell down the stairs, that would undoubtedly wake her up.
After reaching the final step, Korrine called.
"Oh Tilly!" Korrine nicknamed Diana after her middle name; Matilda, which nicknamed version happened to be 'Tilly.' Her Mother loved calling her Tilly, simply would call it out every chance she could. "Come in here for breakfast! I made pancakes!" She cooed with the promise of a syrup drenched, fluffy white breakfast.
"Comin' Mum." Diana's tired femininely gravelly voice was like music to her Mother's ears as she set the hot breakfast in front of a soon-to-be occupied seat.
"Get it while it's hot!" He Mother gracefully walked through the kitchen, putting her own plate in the sink and cleaned up behind her floury mess, caused by stirring homemade pancakes.
Diana sat at the table, not as gracefully as her Mother, and began to eat. Savouring each bite of the wondrous breakfast.
"How is it?" Korrine put up the flour, middle shelf, pantry.
"God Mum, you should be a chef." Her Mother blushed, giggling at the compliment.
"I'm glad you enjoy it."
By the time Diana finished her breakfast, her parents exchanged good mornings and already asked her how she slept and if she found anything new on the Internet.
She happily answered to everything that she was fine, felt good although a bit tired and that she still could not find anything pertaining to her race.
But she didn't let that bring her down.
Danni was always fun to talk with, entertaining, funny and can bring life to any party. Harvey's sister, Diana's Aunt, was excited to have her over once again since four months ago.
They visit often, but the opportunity for Diana and Danni to speak privately about personal matters was a rare moment that they both cherished, enjoying every second of the others company and trust.
Diana stood, put her plate in the dishwasher after rinsing it as clean as she could, due to all the sticky maple syrup and faced her parents, who were already putting their coats on and Harvey picked up the car keys.
"It's a good thing they live on the country side, would have made it impossible for Diana to come." Harvey smiled to Diana who rolled her eyes in reply. "Then again, I would love to see the look on the Couplen's faces." Diana sighed happily as her parents laughed.
Somehow, some unknown reason, Harvey didn't like the Couplen's.
Diana asked why her parents had a family rivalry with them, but was answered with only "Family rivalry. Ha! More like a male testosterone competition!" Her Aunt laughed heartily, Diana stared confused at first, but realized that Danni's answer was that Harvey felt competitive toward Mr. Couplen since they commonly showed jealousy for each others.
As soon as she laughed at the memory, it was time to go... And she remained in her pajama's.
"I'll be right down..." Diana sighed, walking right back up the stairs and to her room.
The door swung silently open as she entered and searched for decent clothing articles.
Her parents awaited outside in the car, turning the heater on and waiting for it too to warm up.
Diana jogged back down the stairs, exiting her kitchen door which led to the garage and locked it behind her.
She now donned new, a deep navy blue slightly tight but flared at the bottom; bell bottoms. Her Mother remembered, Diana would only wear bell bottoms when going out casually. It was just her thing. A belt, thick, strong blue with a copper latch and decorated copper loops, more for her own personal style then for function, seeing how Diana never really needed a belt.
Diana hated sleeves, short sleeves, wraps, anything constricting her arms. She hated them with a passion. No one really understood why, unless it had something to do with Diana's obsession with climbing trees and her sleeves catching on the branches all the time, causing her much frustration and plenty of cuts.
So Diana wore a bright, neon green tube top which the bottom ending only an inch above her jeans and it's elastic bottom held it there, it also had an elastic scrunched top with a string that appeared over her left breast, causing the material to naturally flow over her torso and her rather inhuman bust size, without interruption... then again, Diana was not human.
Her shoes almost always consisted of boots, mainly because there was no other large enough style to protect her feet. But she paid no heed to the bulky form because she soon found a company specifically dedicated to producing abnormally large shoes for large feet.
Happily, Diana threw out her old pairs and bought an entire new closet of shoes, now discovering she had quite the love for stranger fashions.
Now the shoes she wore a slightly heeled laced black ankle boot, clearly seeing hard work in it's years of labor.
Diana carried along with her a white bag, with a lock and a key hanging off a chain on the front, both without utility but were very appealing to Diana's eye.
Inside she carried basics, nothing out of the ordinary, unless you count a backpack which carried Diana's clothes she was going to use to sleep over at her Aunt's home.
Then to complete her private style, were her chain charm bracelet, her rings, a necklace and finally for this set the piped hair on the sides of her head had been pulled back loosely and with a chain, it was held back, allowing her past shoulder length piped hair to waterfall down her perfect posture.
Taking pride in her new found personal fashion since four years back, Diana smiled at her parents, waved then walked over to the SUV, hopping right in the sliding doors.
"All ready?" Korrine asked, looking in the back seat to Diana, who buckled in tightly. "Fine Mum." Diana gave her a thumbs up and Korrine smiled before sitting back in her seat comfortably.
Harvey drove out of the path and after a minute or two of exiting the decently sized farmland, they reached the main road, where the family were thankful that the SUV had very strongly black tinted windows, so no one could see into the car and spot Diana in all her inhuman glory.
They were also pleased that Danni and her family lived in the country side, or as far as one could get from Newcastle, England without taking a five hour drive.
In addition to the non-worrisome location of their relatives land and new location, was that Danni, her husband Nicolas, had already been introduced to Diana, but Danni knew her brothers daughter well and was not in the least bit surprised when Nicolas stood in complete shock before fainting.
Not that he was a coward, a man who'd run and hide. Just the sheer surprise of Diana standing before him was too much for him to handle at that particular moment... He was going to be married in two months. Everyone expected something to happen.
He eventually warmed up to Diana, to both of their pleasure they discovered both of them were orphaned and then adopted.
Nicolas easily sympathized with Diana's struggle to maintain her normal life in a family not her own and vice versa, but when it came down to her having to hide herself being what she is, Nicolas could only offer his full support.
Curious about him, Diana asked where he was from, clearly not of British roots, Nicolas explained he was Brazilian and lived in Catalonia before traveling to England to visit his family again and met Danni at her work and over three years, married her.
Pleased at finding someone to be able to speak freely of her life as an adopted child, Diana quickly found herself becoming very close with Nicolas and Nicolas loved the very same thing, the familiar sense of releasing ones childhood burdens to another who would understand completely... and then some.
Nicolas and Diana were extremely close, Danni enjoyed knowing that her husband was joyful that her family had one person that was not of bloodline so that he could express himself of his childhood and know that what he would receive in return was another persons experience.
That was simply so pleasing to him, that Nicolas now called Diana his own nickname that no one else could call her by but him; "Didi." And in return, Diana, or Didi, called him "Niki." Or when she wanted to mess with him; "Nik-o."
Diana was anxious to join her close relatives at their estate, although not a very large estate.
Above Danni and Nicolas, was their son; Corbin.
Corbin was only five now, but oh how he loved climbing on Diana like there was no tomorrow.
One time when Corbin reached her shoulders, he joked; "I can see my house from up here!" Diana laughed, sighing after the powerful, side aching laugh, she retorted: "Corbin! Your house is right there!" and pointed down the hill and behold, there was their house. "Oh... yeah." Was all Corbin replied after looking a bit disappointed that he was actually closer to his home then he previously thought.
Whenever Diana visited, Corbin made it his sole duty to embarrass her or make fun of her. But nothing was out of spite, or him picking on her racial differences, he just wanted her to be able to laugh at herself from time to time, because somehow he'd always know when she felt down, depressed or separated from the family crowd.
He'd spray her with water, push her in the pool, when she got on a horse to ride in the woods Corbin slapped the hind quarters of the deep brown and dirty white horse so it would take off running.
All these things attracted her love for the child, he always made her feel better about herself and her situation.
However, today was not a play day for Corbin to prank her.
There was two things being accomplished before the end of the day.
One was that Danni, Nicolas and Corbin were moving further out and wanted to give Diana, Korrine and Harvey a personal tour of their new home, after the entire family pitched in to help them move.
Mainly Diana, since she could lift heavier objects then anyone else in the entire family and they did have plenty of heavy and large furniture.
Second, was that Nicolas had gone on a trip to Brazil to visit again in ten years since traveling to England, simply for nostalgic purposes and he had only just arrived back home last week and everyone was dying to hear how it went.
Nicolas contacted Diana first apparently, he said it was quite urgent that he would have her over.
"A surprise" he insisted. "And a damn good one."
(1) Happy Bunny: A real company/cartoon if one could call it that. It's hilarious, go look for it!