Chapter 4

A/N: Amy is still passed out, but she is ok. The first few lines are what she is hearing while still passed out. Also, Bruce and Nariko will be referring to each other with their pet names, with Bruce being called sweetheart and Nariko being referred to as princess.

Amy POV

"Are you sure she will be ok, sweetheart? I mean, even though you caught her and safely brought her inside, your muscles can be harder than boulder sometimes. I just hope she didn't get any injuries."

"If she is anything like the two of us, she will be more than ok, princess, plus my healing powers already healed her the split second after I caught her. I just pray to God that she doesn't have to suffer what we went through when we were younger than her."

I slowly opened my eyes and stirred slightly, noticing that I was gently placed on the couch. That was when I noticed that my mom and Mr. Bruce were next to me. "What happened?" I asked groggily, still waking up from being passed out. I winced slightly and stopped moving when I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head and between my shoulder blades. "Also, why is the back of my head hurting and why is there a sharp pain sensation in between my shoulder blades?"

"You passed out," my mom explained, "when I told you that Bruce here is my husband and your father, Amy. The reason your head and the shoulder blade area of your back hurt is because Bruce caught you with right when you passed out and, as you can tell by the way his muscles are built…," Mr. Bruce, I mean my dad, flexed a pose that you would see in a body building contest that made both my mom and me giggle, "…he is as solid a mountain."

"I guess you are right, mom," I said, smiling while rubbing the back of my head. "Still, there is a thing bugging me. I heard you two talking while I was out of it," I said, noticing that their faces suddenly went from happy to a bit shocked. "I heard you describe dad's muscles being as strong as boulders and I heard him say something about his healing powers and that he is praying to God that I don't have to go through what you two did when you were younger than me. What were you two referring to in that last bit?" I asked, feeling concern and worry starting to grow on my face.

"I guess I should explain this, princess," my dad said, worry in his voice and concern on his face. My mom and I looked at him as he started his explanation. "I know that this is sounds completely like something out of an X-Men comic book, but your mother and I have been genetically altered when we were babies." He noticed that I was looking at him with the same kind of look a cheerleader would give to a geek that asked her out, so he sighed and said, "I guess I have to physically show you the truth." When he said that, I got scared at what he might possibly mean. What scared me more was that he started to actually physically change right in front of me.

His lower part of his strong, handsome face began stretching forward into a thick, rectangular box-like snout. He also started to grow a horn at the end of his snout, kind of like how the snout and horn of a rhino looks like. The top of his head began stretching both up and forward slightly, with his eyes sinking back into his head a little, like the concern look of a gorilla. His thick, curly hair began changing into what looks like fur with his ears turning into rhino ears. His arms began to grow longer and more muscular, while his lower body did get more muscular and his bare feet began changing to where he had the gorilla thumbs on them. Otherwise, his lower remained at about the same height before he began changing. Now his body had an ape-like appearance, with his upper body being much larger than his lower body. His skin began turning a kind of gray that seemed to be a mix of an extremely dark gray and a normal colored gray. When he turned to look at me, the one thing that didn't change about him was his eyes. Each eye still had that blue and silver swirl. I know this sounds weird, but the blue and silver never mix together, like seeing the world in black and white with no gray overlap in anyway, shape, or form. However, I could tell through his eyes that he was still that gentle giant that saved me earlier. I was able to sit up and open my arms at him, physically showing him that I wanted to give him a hug. He knew what I meant and he gave me a hug as well.

As I turned to my mom while hugging my dad as tight as I could, I noticed that she was becoming more feline-like. Her fingers and toes grew longer and ended in claws where her fingernails and toenails use to be located while her hands and feet turned into human hand like paws. The pupil of her gorgeous green eyes changed from a circle to a circular slit. The shade of her eye color also changed from a normal green to that of emeralds. Also, her muscles turned from what looked like regular muscle for a forty something year old lady should have to the lean, powerful muscles of a cat. Her whole body began growing soft, silk-like fur that was a fusion of a real dark yellow and a real bright gold. Her face also began taking on some cat-like features, like growing some whiskers, her ears changing shape, and her teeth changing to that of a cat. The scariest thing about her is that her canine teeth began growing out of her mouth and they stopped growing after going a little past her chin, like how a saber tooth tiger's large teeth look like. I got over my shock and was able to place an arm around my mom since she was closer to me than my dad when I offered him a hug.

"Can you guys talk while you two are like this?" I asked them, backing off from the hug a little so I can look at the faces.

"Yes we can, my little princess," my dad said in a voice that sounded really rough, but gentle. I smiled and blushed when he called me his little princess, which caused him to smile and give me a big rhino kiss on the cheek, causing me to giggle.

I then began feeling a strange sensation right at my shoulder blade area, like as if they were being burned with boiling hot magma while also being frozen with subzero ice from Antarctica. I screamed at the amount of pain that I was feeling and fell back, stomach first, onto the couch, ripping my shirt off.

"What's wrong, Amy?!" I heard my mom exclaim with confusion in her cat-like voice. I was crying from the pain, but I was able to turn my head and see that her eyes reflected pain and sadness at what is going on now.

"I don't know, mom!!" I exclaimed back, sobbing from the pain. "It feels like my back is being heated directly from the sun while being frozen from Pluto!!! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I let out a deafening scream as I felt something sharp jab its way out of my skin, while suddenly being comforted by something that I couldn't explain. Even though my eyes were still wet from the tears, I was able to see that my dad had his hands on my back and that he was glowing. I realized that he must be healing me. Then, while I was watching him, I saw what looked like a big, bat-like wing come down from my left shoulder blade. My eyes went wide in terror, but I didn't move because something told me that I needed to stay still while my dad healed me. I noticed he was starting to sweat from all the hard focusing, but my mom then began glowing as well and she began healing me with him which caused his face to relax a bit. I could tell that they were finished because they stopped glowing and before I realized what was happening, my dad collapsed onto the floor into a seated position, reverting back to normal and gasping.

I crawled of the couch and lay down next to him, placing my head in his lap and my mom on the other side of him. He calmed his breathing down and smiled at me, rubbing my head before kissing mom. "Daddy," I said, which got him to look at me again, "I need to ask you two things."

"Go ahead and ask me my little princess," he replied, smiling at me like as if he was holding me the first day after I was born. I smiled again at his little pet name for me and giggled.

"First thing, is it ok if I call you daddy?" I asked him with concern, after regaining my composure. "Secondly, what just happened to me just then?"

"Yes, you may call me dad or daddy, whichever one you like best," he said smiling. "Second off, apparently, you just grew two pairs of wings. The way they seemed to have come out is that the wings on your left are pure white and angel looking, like a dove, while the wings on your right are midnight black and leathery, like a bat." When he said that, my eyes got big as an UFO. Dad helped me to my feet as I got up and went to the mirror. It was then that I realized that I didn't have a shirt on anymore and I began blushing with embarrassment. Mom knew that I needed a new shirt because somehow she handed me a fresh clean shirt from the laundry she did this morning. She gave me a big toothy grin, which caused me to smirk, while showing me that she made some slits in the back of it for my wings. She was already normal again, but it seemed like her saber-tooth teeth took a little longer to change back to normal.

"Thanks mom," I said, smiling as I quickly put the shirt on. I was careful when I pulled it down in the back as I covered my wings, since they were fairly big, like about twelve and a half to thirteen feet across wingtip to wingtip. However, they seemed to have reflexively known I was putting a shirt on because they automatically laid flat across the back of my body. Once I got my shirt over them, they slowly came out and spread out. "Wow…" I said in amazement, my eyes going big as I turned to my parents, "…I never thought that I would have parents that could change shape, much less having wings." I then laughed with happiness and hugged my parents, who were also laughing. What happened next changed my life forever.