Well it certainly has been a while. I slightly changed some parts of the coming chapters and had to make this one fit with them, but finaly, here it is. Holidays are in a few days, so I don't know what'll happen. doo doo doo. Oh well, you know the disclaimer drill baby, it ain't mine cause I'm broke. The events of this you don't recognise are mine and my muses'. If you wanna use them (why I don't know), then mail me bout it and steal away. Other than that, everything is the property of someone else. Yeah.


After a few people had demonstrated their powers, I'm called up.

"Name and power?" the coach asks me, just like he has done with all of the other newbies.

"Katira Pryers. And I'm like a cat person." I say.

"Like a cat person, eh?" the coach reply's. "How 'like a cat person'?"

"Well … general flexibility, agility and speed for starters. I can also do some minor shifting." I say, and hear the words 'show off' muttered several times in the gym. I roll my eyes and stay focused on what the coach is saying.

"-Shifting? What do you mean, minor shifting?"

"Well, I normally don't like to cause it hurts a lot, but I have shifted into a small cat, and also a leopard before. I can also half change, in appearance and or in senses." I say, my pride building.

"Show me." The coach says, but I already knew he would.

I groan, and knowing he won't relent, I begin to concentrate on one part of myself at a time. First, my hands. I feel my fingernails grow sharper and sharper, digging into my palms. I feel my fingers elongate, the bones stretching almost unbearably. Then, on their own, my already sharp canines grow longer and more pointed. I feel my pupils shift, becoming harsh versions of ovals. A throbbing at the base of my spine alerted me to the final part of my change. Clenching my jaw, I double over. It feels as though someone has sliced open my back and is tearing out my vertebrae one by one. At last, I let out a small gasp and flick the blood from the tail that just emerged from my back. The tension is gone and I release the breath I didn't realise I was holding. Looking towards Boomer for approval, he nods regretfully.

"Not nearly as good as your brother, but alright. Hero." He says. I flash him a grin, making sure to show my fangs. He awards me a slight wary smile back, and somewhere in the distance, a bell rings. "Right, lunch. We'll meet back here after. Now get out." He growls.

The class gets their bags from the bleachers and leaves within a matter of seconds. I begin to trail after them, but the coach calls me back. I sigh and walk back to him on the platform, still 'kitted out', as I like to call it.

"Yes, Coach?" I say, already bored.

"Look, Pryers. I will not take your attitude or comedic defences in my class, alright?" he mutters gruffly. "That said," he walks further into the gymnasium, and waves a finger for me to follow. I sigh. I seem to be doing a lot of that today, I think. "I've heard good things from your brother and his friends, Pryers. Frankly, I'm surprised. Nothing ever impresses Adam or Jez, but they both seem pretty intent on you." He says, and my mind wanders. Adam and Jez talk about me? And Cam too? What the hell have they been saying! I think, horrified.

"Don't worry, it's all good." The coach assures me, and I listen to his next sentence carefully. "The thing I'm most interested in, though," Boomer says conspirationally as he turns to face me. "Is your athletic career. I am, after all, a gym teacher," his voice is filled with pride. "And Cam tells me you play a mean game of basketball." I sigh. Here it comes.

"I was wondering when this would happen." I mutter. I stop listening and hold up my hand to stop his banter. He glares at me and attempts to swipe my hand away, ceasing his one-sided conversation while doing so. "Coach, I will be happy to join whatever team you want, just so long as it's main focus isn't running laps." I say, and the coach looks pleased. "Well, I'm gunna go to lunch … " I trail off after a few moments.

"Of course. After lunch, go see Principal Powers in her office. She'll give you a timetable for your Hero classes."

"Cool, thanks. Bye." I say, each word punctuated with some sort of strange hand gesture. I walk out of the cavernous room and sighing once more, roll my eyes and make my way in the general direction everyone else was heading in before.

How long is this day going to last?


Well. I hope you liked it. Catcha on the flipside (not really, ive just always wanted to say that, heh.)

Now I'm going to bed.

Nytes, xx