****Begin Fox Files****
The story begins...
Shalamar is resting in the Mutant X facility. She tosses in bed fitfully
for several minutes finally she rolls out of bed and yawns, the hour is
late, the others are sleeping, but in the cold night Shalamar finds herself
unable to go back to sleep. She wanders the corridors silent as a cat,
eventually her wandering take her to the scanning bed. Shalamar shrugs and
stripes down to her top and boxers, setting the machine to an automatic run
she climbs onto bed and lies back. The machine begins its run as she lies
back trying to drift off to sleep but nothing happens. The machine finishes
it's scan and she gets up and bored as she is she decides not to get
dressed again and just begin walking around the compound. Her wanderings
soon take her to the reflection pool. She stops for a moment and sits down
on the lip of the pond and look into the pond; she stares at her reflection
for a long while then suddenly she jumps back. Cautiously she inches
forward and look back into the pool. She gasps as she notices her eyes are
feral yellow, gasping for air she tries to switch them back but tense
minutes pass and nothing happens. Slowly she calms down and the shock
fades.
"Must be the dark, ya the dark, when I turn on the lights they'll change back," thinks Shalamar.
Shalamar gets back up and wanders back to her room to lay down. Looking up at the ceiling she spends the next few hour looking at the ceiling, but finally she falls back to sleep.
Shalamar yawned as she opened her eyes, her body ached and her clothes, what little she was wearing when she fell asleep. She yawned again and walked toward the exit but the door was locked. Jiggled the handle but it held firm. Suddenly the voice of Adam boomed throughout the room.
"Don't be afraid Shalamar, we had to confine you to your room for your and our own safety," said Adam's voice calmly. "I don't understand, why am I locked up Adam," Shalamar asked. "Your mutancy is...changing...your powers are evolving." "I still don't understand why I'm locked up." "Emma went to check on you last night, she sensed something wrong, you were violent in your sleep and scratched her." "So, that hardly reason to lock me up." "The cut deposited some kind of virus in her system, apparently tied to your mutancy, the effect on her system is similar to the virus we just eradicated except it's only transmittable through wounds. We have to keep you isolated till your mutancy stabilizes." Shalamar falls silent for a few moments, then speaks "will Emma be all right?" "I'm not sure, but her treatment looks promising," replied Adam. "How long do I have to say in here?" "I'm not sure, I'll scan you in a few hours but until then we have to isolate you, and hope you don't have another violent episode." "I feel fine, can't I at least leave for breakfast?" "No sorry, but I'll send Jesse to bring you some." "Why Jesse?" "It's hard to scratch him in his stone form." Shalamar lets out a low growl and begins pacing "Fine, but hurry, I don't enjoy being caged up like a animal." "You should be use to it Feral," said a new female voice. "Is that who I think it is," asked Shalamar. "Yes, Sasha the shapeshifter you brought into the underground a few days ago," replied Adam. "She wanted to lend a hand, and since shapeshifting seems the likely evolution of your abilities we agreed." "Just tell me, is she immune to my infectious touch?" "Yes, she seems to have a natural resistance to virus's and other biological agents." "Then send her in here." "I don't know..." "It's alright, you said it yourself, I'm immune, lets not treat her like Genome X subjects," Sasha said wryly. "All right, stand back from the door," said Adam.
They waited for several minutes then unbolted the door. Suddenly Shalamar pounced Adam dodged to the side but Shalamar pinned Sasha. Sasha struggled to get free as Shalamar growled biting at Sasha's head. Sasha began to melt leaving her clothes flat on the ground then suddenly a giant Squid formed from the flesh colored goo on the floor and entangled and pinning Shalamar who continued to growl. The squid pulled Shalamar to her feet and used a tentacle to hold her hair back. Adam watched in amusement as Shalamar began to change; Her eyes were already feral and her nailed were already a bit longer and sharp like claws but now her teeth began to develop points like acrylic vampire fangs and her ears came to a point like a Vulcan or elf. Slowly Shalamar begins to calm and in a few moments she looks around confused.
"What happened?" "You got violent again, Sasha had to restrain you."
The squid melts and lows over to the clothes filling them in and then standing back up as Sasha.
"Maybe we should put her in a cage or at least behind the forcefield," sugests Sasha. "I am not an animal, don't trrrreat me like one," growls Shalamar snapping at Sasha. "Then stop acting like one, feral." "Ok stop it, you're not helping Sasha," says Adam.
Shalamar growls and drops into a feral squat bearing her fangs "Then tell herrrr to stop trrrreating me like a animal." "You're the one acting the part, I'm only telling the truth."
Shalamar pounced again and Sasha melted out of her clothes and reforming into tiger, Adam backs away slowly.
"Calm down you two, you're not helping anyone," pleaded Adam. "I know what I'm doing," growled Sasha.
Shalamar only growled lost in feral instinct as changes began again. This time her nail grew into true claws, which she used to claw at Sasha. Sasha leapt back and avoided it. Shalamar growled and leapt forward fur growing in across her body but Sasha dodged to the side and bit Shalamar's arm. Adam rushed away to get Brennan. By the time they returned the two were in heated battle biting and clawing each other, Shalamar had changed drastically.
"Quickly now, before they really hurt each other," Adam says.
Brennan pulled his hands together forming lightning whine he thrust out at the beasts, there was an explosion of growling and the two fell limp.
Shalamar growls as she wakes, her body numb and sluggish she sits up and looks around the cage she's in and outward to Adam, in an adjacent cage is Sasha. Shalamar is naked but doesn't really mind she has a thing fur pelt keeping her warm, she jumps bumping her head on the top of the cage.
"What's going on?" "Sasha caused your powers to mature too quickly it has had some...side effects." "Like the fur?" "And fangs, claws, cat ears, tail, and nose..." "I am a animal," she growls "and it's her fault."
Adam reached into the cage and scratched Shalamar behind her left ear; she closed her eyes and began to purr then pulled away.
"Don't do that," growled Shalamar. "Adam it's not that bad the ears can be hid under a hat or with a hair do, the claws can be cut, the fangs and nose can be covered by false teeth and nose. And a curing the tail around your waist can be hid by long shirt or just amputated, and for the fur..." Adam begins explaining. "...It can be shaved off," Sasha interrupts. "Right," Adam reassures. "And on the plus side your abilities are stronger now then ever before and according to my scans you've got limited shapshifting into a big feline." "So why are we in a cage then," Sasha asks. "You were pretty violent before we weren't sure how you would be when you woke up," Adam explained.
Adam bent down and unlocked Shalamar's cage then turned and unlocked Sasha's cage. The two shapeshifters crawled out of the cage. Sasha stood up while Shalamar continued to squat.
"Are you two ready to act civilized again," Adam asked. "I am, but foxy is still acting like a animal," Sasha said condescendingly. "We'll it's not like I have any clothes to wear, or need them, this fur is nice and warm," muttered Shalamar. "I wish Emma wasn't ill she might have be able to keep you two calm," complained Adam. "And who's fault is that," Sasha smirked. "It's not my fault," growled Shalamar nipping at Sasha. "That's it, I'm going to have to separate you two," Adam moans. "Hey I'm civilized, she's the wild animal," sneers Shasha.
Shalamar just sits and growls suppressing her urge to attack.
"Can you behave yourselves long enough for me to check on Emma," Adam asks. "I can," Sasha smirks. "I'm leaving, I don't like it here," muttered Shalamar.
Adam sighed and walked off not paying full attention and holding his head "Fine, see you soon." Shalamar turned around and began padding away on her hands and feet like a tiger away from Adam. "Oh dear," sighed Sasha and followed after Shalamar who broke into a run. Sasha threw off her clothes and shifted into a panther to pursue Shalamar. Finally she tackled Shalamar just as she reached the runway to the exit. Shalamar growled and spun onto her back, swiping her claws across Sasha's chest and biting deep into her shoulder. Sasha silently growled and gritted her teeth while Shalamar ripped her into her. Then Shalamar fell limp and backed away with a confused look at Sasha.
"Why don't you fight back," asked Shalamar. "It's time to stop fighting, yes I have my problems with you, yes I think you're a disgrace, being controlled by your instincts not working with them. But I suppose it's my fault. I was hoping that Pushing your mutation would be good for you, now I see I push to far, to fast, to soon." Sasha began licking her wounds and they began to seal. "I guess I was disgusted in what I saw, a reflection of myself. You see I was once just a feral." "What do you mean was?" asked Shalamar as she squated down and began licking Sasha's wounds. "Long before you found me and brought me to Mutant X I was a feral, heightened senses, agility, quicker healing, pretty tame compared to what I am now, lets just say I didn't have any help. And my instincts became my only means of survival, I...did some things I now regret cause of them. But if my instincts weren't there I would have never evolved into what you see now. Fast-forward a little and I meet you, who before this happened seemed dominated by her instincts, guess I was just projecting. See I know now you have to balance but before in my feral days I was at their mercy, much like you." Shalamar fell silent then after a moment's silence she spoke "I wasn't always this way, for a long I feared my instincts, repressed them." "What happened? Or do you not want to talk about it." "You told me your story, so I suppose it's only fair," sighed Shalamar. "We, Mutant X, had just broken into Genome X again, we wanted to free some more new mutants but we couldn't get to them, we had to evacuate, the guards were easy to take down, to easy, and while everyone was boarding the jet we found out why. They ambushed us I was knocked out. When I woke up I had a sub-dermal inhibitor implanted in my neck. That's when it started, my brain kept getting fried and at one point I black out again, next thing I remember was waking up in the jet on our way home. My body ached, yet somehow I felt more alive then ever. There was the smell in the air, I think it was the scent of the others, something I had never noticed before without concentrating. That when the other noticed a lost of some of my social skills, I guess my instincts were awaked at some time when I blacked out." Sasha silently looked up as her wounds healed and smiled, licking Shalamar's nose. "I know that feeling, maybe I can give you a hand finding your balance." "That would be nice," replied Shalamar. Silently the two curled up together and fell asleep.
Shalamar and Sasha open their eyes, Sasha is still a panther and she stands up stretching and yawning. Shalamar looks around to notice the jet is gone and a bowl of water and a plate of sandwiches nearby. Sasha pads over to the plate and bites into one, as she chews Shalamar notices a slip of paper hanging out of Sasha's mouth.
"Hold it, theirs a note in your mouth," Shalamar says snatching the note out of Sasha's mouth and opening the soggy letter. "What's it say," asks Sasha. "I'm not sure, its making my brain hurt reading it." "Let me see," says Sasha as she shifts into her human form, and for the first time Shalamar sees her naked, Sasha is certainly odd, no nipples, navel, or reproductive orifice, a confused look crosses Shalamar's face. "Sasha, what's wrong with your body?" "It's nothing, I just choose not to have any external organs when I don't need them." "Then why do you wear clothes?" "So the other feel more comfortable...you know this letter is in plain English, it says that Brennan and Jesse left with the jet to help a new mutant. And that Adam found us rested and decided not to disturb us and just left us some food for when we woke up." Sasha sat down and looked down at Shalamar. "Tell me something do you want to go back to your room to clean up and get dressed." "No, I'm fine, I don't need anything to wear my fur keeps me warm enough," said Shalamar as se began licking her fur. "I'm....I'm so sorry." "About what?" "I think I've brought your feral nature to dominance and repressed your human nature." "I feel fine, come on lets go check on Emma," said Shalamar as she took a break from grooming to eat a few sandwiches and lap up some water.
Shalamar rose to her "paws" and began to walk like a jungle feline across the floor. Sasha finished the rest of the food and walked along aside Shalamar suppressing her worried look. After a while they reached where Sasha slipped out of her clothes and Sasha stopped to dress. Shalamar stops suddenly and casts a disapproving glance at Sasha.
"You can create your own fur, yet you choose to wear that. [Sigh] I feel sorry for you." Shalamar growled condescendingly. "I think we need to talk," Sasha said stopping. "Remember how I said that I was once pure feral, well I'm convinced now that while you may not be ferally lost your more feral then human." "Well I am a feral mutant." "Yes but your also human, so it should be a balance not a dominant/submissive relation ship on either side." "Why?" "Because if you're human side dominates you're suppressing your feral half. If you're feral side dominates your suppressing your human half. The key here is half, we ferals have 2 halves, two equal sides, it's unhealthy to have one dominant." "Why?" "[Sigh] ok tell me which you would rather mate with; [Sasha morphed into a male lion] this, or [Sasha morphed into a male human] this, be honest," asked Sasha as she morphed back to normal and got dressed. "The first of course, what about you?" "[Sighs] Your in real bad shape, your body isn't even designed compatible to animals. Physically you're human, how would you even go about it." "I would, I'm a feral, my body would find a way." "Why don't we find out?" "How?" "I do have complete control over my body, I can become a fully functional version of any organic being from plants to animals." "Fine, if that's what it will take to prove my proper mate isn't what you think it is." Sasha leads Shalamar back to her room and undresses morphing back into the male lion. "Now look me over, am I satisfactory?" "Quite, you're a impressive mate, and now I'll prove my point."
For several minutes Sasha mouths Shalamar and tried 'his' best to mate with Shalamar but eventually Shalamar gives in and submits. Sasha then shifts into the human male and Shalamar with a disgusted look mates with Sasha again. After several runs Shalamar is forced to admit Sasha is right. Sasha shifts back to her normal form and gets dressed and Shalamar squats low on the ground.
"You were right, I am human," growled Shalamar. "Like I said, you need balance." "I guess your right, but how?" "The key I found in my own experience is to tie your human norms to your beast norms." "What do you mean?" "Ok instincts says to join a pack of strong beings for survival. What group of humans fits that description?" "Genome X." "Exactly, but instincts also tell us never to join a pack of opposing morality, a dear, prey, never joins a pack of wolves, predator, even though the wolves are a stronger ally, why?" "Because the wolves would just eat the dear, it is their nature." "Right, new mutants and Mutant X are prey and Genome X is the predator. So what's the natural thing to do for survival?" "The prey bands together to be able to escape the predator." "Right, and in out case we can fight back, but like the jackal can't directly fight the lion we must use stealth." "Why?" "To strike directly at the lion is a fool's game, the lion is physically superior but the jackal can trick the lion. We're the jackal." "I understand," nodded Shalamar. "Now what else does instincts tell us, what are your basic motivations?" "Security, food, mating." "Right, human society can be broken down the same, all humans are driven by the urge to procreate at least once, most don't act on it though. Now if you want to get a mate you have to impress them, Humans have societal guidelines, rules they all follow. The basics of these rules are clothing, and foreplay. Everything is covered in a veil of secrecy. Clothes protect them but they also give the males something to wonder about. Similarly their mating is veiled in a cloak of deception. You don't just tell a male you want to mate with him, you make him want to mate with you. And the male does the same, this game of deception is batted back and forth as the two grow to love each other and reveal their secrets slowly. If all goes well they becomes mates for life, if not they break up, understand?" "A little, humans are silly." "Yes they are, but a lion would call wolf society silly. We feral walk the line between two societies, human and animal. You are physically human so that's the society you have to blend with if you want to mate and survive." "I understand." "Good, now let's go check on Emma."
The two walk toward the medical sector but Shalamar stops before they enter and her ears twitch.
"What is it," asks Sasha. "I hear the Alpha human, Adam," replies Shalamar.
On the other side of the door Adam mumbles as he looks at a monitor "[Sigh] The infection is spreading, Shalamar's claws are rewriting Emma's DNA, making her feral like Shalamar is now. I don't know what I can do to stop this."
Emma lie in the scanner bed convulsing, shivering, and growling, just then Adam noticed Shalamar and Sasha out of the corner of his eye through the window to the room.
"We go, hurt pride," Shalamar growled. "I...understand but you go, maybe I can help, my powers do work on a cellular level," replied Sasha. "No you feral, you come too." "Which is more important your Pride or Emma's health?" Shalamar growled and bounded off down the halls, "Me be back."
And with that Shalamar left Mutant X, her mind having shifted from Human dominant to Feral dominant, but she would not be alone, after leaving Mutant X's compound she soon found her way to a rustic town. Her mind haven gotten significantly more feral by this time she prowled the town in secrecy observing the people who lived within, then one night she was tracking a buck for dinner in the forest when she came upon a human, a male, he was resting in a sleeping bag. Curious she padded closer to the strange visitor to her home and sniffed him. His scent was pleasing, it echoed with strength, and the familiar scent of mutancy. Maybe it was his strong scent, maybe the mutancy, maybe it was her eternal solitude, but she felt draw to this human, and was determined to make him her mate. She knew the consequences of her actions and what she was doing to him but she pealed back the cover of the bag with her teeth. Pealed up the sleeve of his shirt and with a swift slash of her claws cut a deep gash in his arm, deeper then any scratch he had given Emma. The effect was immediate and violent, the man sat up, and his size changed drastically growing massive as a giant then shrinking down to the size of a toy, his clothes ripped and torn about him, as his size normalized and he morphed into a creature similar to her. He sat up ferrally and they nuzzled her like a pair of felines.
*****End Fox Files*****
"Must be the dark, ya the dark, when I turn on the lights they'll change back," thinks Shalamar.
Shalamar gets back up and wanders back to her room to lay down. Looking up at the ceiling she spends the next few hour looking at the ceiling, but finally she falls back to sleep.
Shalamar yawned as she opened her eyes, her body ached and her clothes, what little she was wearing when she fell asleep. She yawned again and walked toward the exit but the door was locked. Jiggled the handle but it held firm. Suddenly the voice of Adam boomed throughout the room.
"Don't be afraid Shalamar, we had to confine you to your room for your and our own safety," said Adam's voice calmly. "I don't understand, why am I locked up Adam," Shalamar asked. "Your mutancy is...changing...your powers are evolving." "I still don't understand why I'm locked up." "Emma went to check on you last night, she sensed something wrong, you were violent in your sleep and scratched her." "So, that hardly reason to lock me up." "The cut deposited some kind of virus in her system, apparently tied to your mutancy, the effect on her system is similar to the virus we just eradicated except it's only transmittable through wounds. We have to keep you isolated till your mutancy stabilizes." Shalamar falls silent for a few moments, then speaks "will Emma be all right?" "I'm not sure, but her treatment looks promising," replied Adam. "How long do I have to say in here?" "I'm not sure, I'll scan you in a few hours but until then we have to isolate you, and hope you don't have another violent episode." "I feel fine, can't I at least leave for breakfast?" "No sorry, but I'll send Jesse to bring you some." "Why Jesse?" "It's hard to scratch him in his stone form." Shalamar lets out a low growl and begins pacing "Fine, but hurry, I don't enjoy being caged up like a animal." "You should be use to it Feral," said a new female voice. "Is that who I think it is," asked Shalamar. "Yes, Sasha the shapeshifter you brought into the underground a few days ago," replied Adam. "She wanted to lend a hand, and since shapeshifting seems the likely evolution of your abilities we agreed." "Just tell me, is she immune to my infectious touch?" "Yes, she seems to have a natural resistance to virus's and other biological agents." "Then send her in here." "I don't know..." "It's alright, you said it yourself, I'm immune, lets not treat her like Genome X subjects," Sasha said wryly. "All right, stand back from the door," said Adam.
They waited for several minutes then unbolted the door. Suddenly Shalamar pounced Adam dodged to the side but Shalamar pinned Sasha. Sasha struggled to get free as Shalamar growled biting at Sasha's head. Sasha began to melt leaving her clothes flat on the ground then suddenly a giant Squid formed from the flesh colored goo on the floor and entangled and pinning Shalamar who continued to growl. The squid pulled Shalamar to her feet and used a tentacle to hold her hair back. Adam watched in amusement as Shalamar began to change; Her eyes were already feral and her nailed were already a bit longer and sharp like claws but now her teeth began to develop points like acrylic vampire fangs and her ears came to a point like a Vulcan or elf. Slowly Shalamar begins to calm and in a few moments she looks around confused.
"What happened?" "You got violent again, Sasha had to restrain you."
The squid melts and lows over to the clothes filling them in and then standing back up as Sasha.
"Maybe we should put her in a cage or at least behind the forcefield," sugests Sasha. "I am not an animal, don't trrrreat me like one," growls Shalamar snapping at Sasha. "Then stop acting like one, feral." "Ok stop it, you're not helping Sasha," says Adam.
Shalamar growls and drops into a feral squat bearing her fangs "Then tell herrrr to stop trrrreating me like a animal." "You're the one acting the part, I'm only telling the truth."
Shalamar pounced again and Sasha melted out of her clothes and reforming into tiger, Adam backs away slowly.
"Calm down you two, you're not helping anyone," pleaded Adam. "I know what I'm doing," growled Sasha.
Shalamar only growled lost in feral instinct as changes began again. This time her nail grew into true claws, which she used to claw at Sasha. Sasha leapt back and avoided it. Shalamar growled and leapt forward fur growing in across her body but Sasha dodged to the side and bit Shalamar's arm. Adam rushed away to get Brennan. By the time they returned the two were in heated battle biting and clawing each other, Shalamar had changed drastically.
"Quickly now, before they really hurt each other," Adam says.
Brennan pulled his hands together forming lightning whine he thrust out at the beasts, there was an explosion of growling and the two fell limp.
Shalamar growls as she wakes, her body numb and sluggish she sits up and looks around the cage she's in and outward to Adam, in an adjacent cage is Sasha. Shalamar is naked but doesn't really mind she has a thing fur pelt keeping her warm, she jumps bumping her head on the top of the cage.
"What's going on?" "Sasha caused your powers to mature too quickly it has had some...side effects." "Like the fur?" "And fangs, claws, cat ears, tail, and nose..." "I am a animal," she growls "and it's her fault."
Adam reached into the cage and scratched Shalamar behind her left ear; she closed her eyes and began to purr then pulled away.
"Don't do that," growled Shalamar. "Adam it's not that bad the ears can be hid under a hat or with a hair do, the claws can be cut, the fangs and nose can be covered by false teeth and nose. And a curing the tail around your waist can be hid by long shirt or just amputated, and for the fur..." Adam begins explaining. "...It can be shaved off," Sasha interrupts. "Right," Adam reassures. "And on the plus side your abilities are stronger now then ever before and according to my scans you've got limited shapshifting into a big feline." "So why are we in a cage then," Sasha asks. "You were pretty violent before we weren't sure how you would be when you woke up," Adam explained.
Adam bent down and unlocked Shalamar's cage then turned and unlocked Sasha's cage. The two shapeshifters crawled out of the cage. Sasha stood up while Shalamar continued to squat.
"Are you two ready to act civilized again," Adam asked. "I am, but foxy is still acting like a animal," Sasha said condescendingly. "We'll it's not like I have any clothes to wear, or need them, this fur is nice and warm," muttered Shalamar. "I wish Emma wasn't ill she might have be able to keep you two calm," complained Adam. "And who's fault is that," Sasha smirked. "It's not my fault," growled Shalamar nipping at Sasha. "That's it, I'm going to have to separate you two," Adam moans. "Hey I'm civilized, she's the wild animal," sneers Shasha.
Shalamar just sits and growls suppressing her urge to attack.
"Can you behave yourselves long enough for me to check on Emma," Adam asks. "I can," Sasha smirks. "I'm leaving, I don't like it here," muttered Shalamar.
Adam sighed and walked off not paying full attention and holding his head "Fine, see you soon." Shalamar turned around and began padding away on her hands and feet like a tiger away from Adam. "Oh dear," sighed Sasha and followed after Shalamar who broke into a run. Sasha threw off her clothes and shifted into a panther to pursue Shalamar. Finally she tackled Shalamar just as she reached the runway to the exit. Shalamar growled and spun onto her back, swiping her claws across Sasha's chest and biting deep into her shoulder. Sasha silently growled and gritted her teeth while Shalamar ripped her into her. Then Shalamar fell limp and backed away with a confused look at Sasha.
"Why don't you fight back," asked Shalamar. "It's time to stop fighting, yes I have my problems with you, yes I think you're a disgrace, being controlled by your instincts not working with them. But I suppose it's my fault. I was hoping that Pushing your mutation would be good for you, now I see I push to far, to fast, to soon." Sasha began licking her wounds and they began to seal. "I guess I was disgusted in what I saw, a reflection of myself. You see I was once just a feral." "What do you mean was?" asked Shalamar as she squated down and began licking Sasha's wounds. "Long before you found me and brought me to Mutant X I was a feral, heightened senses, agility, quicker healing, pretty tame compared to what I am now, lets just say I didn't have any help. And my instincts became my only means of survival, I...did some things I now regret cause of them. But if my instincts weren't there I would have never evolved into what you see now. Fast-forward a little and I meet you, who before this happened seemed dominated by her instincts, guess I was just projecting. See I know now you have to balance but before in my feral days I was at their mercy, much like you." Shalamar fell silent then after a moment's silence she spoke "I wasn't always this way, for a long I feared my instincts, repressed them." "What happened? Or do you not want to talk about it." "You told me your story, so I suppose it's only fair," sighed Shalamar. "We, Mutant X, had just broken into Genome X again, we wanted to free some more new mutants but we couldn't get to them, we had to evacuate, the guards were easy to take down, to easy, and while everyone was boarding the jet we found out why. They ambushed us I was knocked out. When I woke up I had a sub-dermal inhibitor implanted in my neck. That's when it started, my brain kept getting fried and at one point I black out again, next thing I remember was waking up in the jet on our way home. My body ached, yet somehow I felt more alive then ever. There was the smell in the air, I think it was the scent of the others, something I had never noticed before without concentrating. That when the other noticed a lost of some of my social skills, I guess my instincts were awaked at some time when I blacked out." Sasha silently looked up as her wounds healed and smiled, licking Shalamar's nose. "I know that feeling, maybe I can give you a hand finding your balance." "That would be nice," replied Shalamar. Silently the two curled up together and fell asleep.
Shalamar and Sasha open their eyes, Sasha is still a panther and she stands up stretching and yawning. Shalamar looks around to notice the jet is gone and a bowl of water and a plate of sandwiches nearby. Sasha pads over to the plate and bites into one, as she chews Shalamar notices a slip of paper hanging out of Sasha's mouth.
"Hold it, theirs a note in your mouth," Shalamar says snatching the note out of Sasha's mouth and opening the soggy letter. "What's it say," asks Sasha. "I'm not sure, its making my brain hurt reading it." "Let me see," says Sasha as she shifts into her human form, and for the first time Shalamar sees her naked, Sasha is certainly odd, no nipples, navel, or reproductive orifice, a confused look crosses Shalamar's face. "Sasha, what's wrong with your body?" "It's nothing, I just choose not to have any external organs when I don't need them." "Then why do you wear clothes?" "So the other feel more comfortable...you know this letter is in plain English, it says that Brennan and Jesse left with the jet to help a new mutant. And that Adam found us rested and decided not to disturb us and just left us some food for when we woke up." Sasha sat down and looked down at Shalamar. "Tell me something do you want to go back to your room to clean up and get dressed." "No, I'm fine, I don't need anything to wear my fur keeps me warm enough," said Shalamar as se began licking her fur. "I'm....I'm so sorry." "About what?" "I think I've brought your feral nature to dominance and repressed your human nature." "I feel fine, come on lets go check on Emma," said Shalamar as she took a break from grooming to eat a few sandwiches and lap up some water.
Shalamar rose to her "paws" and began to walk like a jungle feline across the floor. Sasha finished the rest of the food and walked along aside Shalamar suppressing her worried look. After a while they reached where Sasha slipped out of her clothes and Sasha stopped to dress. Shalamar stops suddenly and casts a disapproving glance at Sasha.
"You can create your own fur, yet you choose to wear that. [Sigh] I feel sorry for you." Shalamar growled condescendingly. "I think we need to talk," Sasha said stopping. "Remember how I said that I was once pure feral, well I'm convinced now that while you may not be ferally lost your more feral then human." "Well I am a feral mutant." "Yes but your also human, so it should be a balance not a dominant/submissive relation ship on either side." "Why?" "Because if you're human side dominates you're suppressing your feral half. If you're feral side dominates your suppressing your human half. The key here is half, we ferals have 2 halves, two equal sides, it's unhealthy to have one dominant." "Why?" "[Sigh] ok tell me which you would rather mate with; [Sasha morphed into a male lion] this, or [Sasha morphed into a male human] this, be honest," asked Sasha as she morphed back to normal and got dressed. "The first of course, what about you?" "[Sighs] Your in real bad shape, your body isn't even designed compatible to animals. Physically you're human, how would you even go about it." "I would, I'm a feral, my body would find a way." "Why don't we find out?" "How?" "I do have complete control over my body, I can become a fully functional version of any organic being from plants to animals." "Fine, if that's what it will take to prove my proper mate isn't what you think it is." Sasha leads Shalamar back to her room and undresses morphing back into the male lion. "Now look me over, am I satisfactory?" "Quite, you're a impressive mate, and now I'll prove my point."
For several minutes Sasha mouths Shalamar and tried 'his' best to mate with Shalamar but eventually Shalamar gives in and submits. Sasha then shifts into the human male and Shalamar with a disgusted look mates with Sasha again. After several runs Shalamar is forced to admit Sasha is right. Sasha shifts back to her normal form and gets dressed and Shalamar squats low on the ground.
"You were right, I am human," growled Shalamar. "Like I said, you need balance." "I guess your right, but how?" "The key I found in my own experience is to tie your human norms to your beast norms." "What do you mean?" "Ok instincts says to join a pack of strong beings for survival. What group of humans fits that description?" "Genome X." "Exactly, but instincts also tell us never to join a pack of opposing morality, a dear, prey, never joins a pack of wolves, predator, even though the wolves are a stronger ally, why?" "Because the wolves would just eat the dear, it is their nature." "Right, new mutants and Mutant X are prey and Genome X is the predator. So what's the natural thing to do for survival?" "The prey bands together to be able to escape the predator." "Right, and in out case we can fight back, but like the jackal can't directly fight the lion we must use stealth." "Why?" "To strike directly at the lion is a fool's game, the lion is physically superior but the jackal can trick the lion. We're the jackal." "I understand," nodded Shalamar. "Now what else does instincts tell us, what are your basic motivations?" "Security, food, mating." "Right, human society can be broken down the same, all humans are driven by the urge to procreate at least once, most don't act on it though. Now if you want to get a mate you have to impress them, Humans have societal guidelines, rules they all follow. The basics of these rules are clothing, and foreplay. Everything is covered in a veil of secrecy. Clothes protect them but they also give the males something to wonder about. Similarly their mating is veiled in a cloak of deception. You don't just tell a male you want to mate with him, you make him want to mate with you. And the male does the same, this game of deception is batted back and forth as the two grow to love each other and reveal their secrets slowly. If all goes well they becomes mates for life, if not they break up, understand?" "A little, humans are silly." "Yes they are, but a lion would call wolf society silly. We feral walk the line between two societies, human and animal. You are physically human so that's the society you have to blend with if you want to mate and survive." "I understand." "Good, now let's go check on Emma."
The two walk toward the medical sector but Shalamar stops before they enter and her ears twitch.
"What is it," asks Sasha. "I hear the Alpha human, Adam," replies Shalamar.
On the other side of the door Adam mumbles as he looks at a monitor "[Sigh] The infection is spreading, Shalamar's claws are rewriting Emma's DNA, making her feral like Shalamar is now. I don't know what I can do to stop this."
Emma lie in the scanner bed convulsing, shivering, and growling, just then Adam noticed Shalamar and Sasha out of the corner of his eye through the window to the room.
"We go, hurt pride," Shalamar growled. "I...understand but you go, maybe I can help, my powers do work on a cellular level," replied Sasha. "No you feral, you come too." "Which is more important your Pride or Emma's health?" Shalamar growled and bounded off down the halls, "Me be back."
And with that Shalamar left Mutant X, her mind having shifted from Human dominant to Feral dominant, but she would not be alone, after leaving Mutant X's compound she soon found her way to a rustic town. Her mind haven gotten significantly more feral by this time she prowled the town in secrecy observing the people who lived within, then one night she was tracking a buck for dinner in the forest when she came upon a human, a male, he was resting in a sleeping bag. Curious she padded closer to the strange visitor to her home and sniffed him. His scent was pleasing, it echoed with strength, and the familiar scent of mutancy. Maybe it was his strong scent, maybe the mutancy, maybe it was her eternal solitude, but she felt draw to this human, and was determined to make him her mate. She knew the consequences of her actions and what she was doing to him but she pealed back the cover of the bag with her teeth. Pealed up the sleeve of his shirt and with a swift slash of her claws cut a deep gash in his arm, deeper then any scratch he had given Emma. The effect was immediate and violent, the man sat up, and his size changed drastically growing massive as a giant then shrinking down to the size of a toy, his clothes ripped and torn about him, as his size normalized and he morphed into a creature similar to her. He sat up ferrally and they nuzzled her like a pair of felines.
*****End Fox Files*****