The End?

A few days has passed since the night of horror, the little girl has done nothing but mourn over the death of her closest family. With no food or shelter, she would not survive much longer given her current. In fact, she wanted to die, just to see her loved ones. It was just a matter of time until her goal was achieved. Many things haven't crossed her mind at all, some of which are surprising. There wasn't anyone coming to help and anyone that needed to be rescued. No one has come out from hiding from the storm and the sky changed from a smokey black to a dark pastel purple, glowing every once in a while. From the lack of food and dehydration, she collapse in a puddle of sorrow. She soon will wake up to a world she no longer knows.

A few months has passed and finally she wakes up, but not in a familiar place. The walls are painted in a light colored turquoise and it seems as if she is in another's body as well. Her hair changed from the usual dark brown to a pasty white with streaks of lavender and traveled to the ground. Her body has changed from an immature little girl to a fully developed teen. She was hooked up to various machines such as heart monitors, IVs and so on. Quickly taking them out to explore the unknown location, she glances over to a calendar on the wall. The few months passed as she thought but the years were not as she expected. Six long years has passed, making her age from 11 to 17. August 27, 2103. She could not correctly process the situation and rushes of hypotension did not help. Another of the many things that has changed was her mindset, she didn't seem to care about who helped her, she just wanted to know why. She opened the door only to find the bathroom, well, a bathroom as big as a pool. Many soaps were arranged at the entrance accompanied by toilet paper. There was a room straight in front of the door with the toilet, sink, and needed appliances. Towels and rags were scattered around the main room on racks. Seeing as she was unconscious for years, a nice soak wouldn't mind, though intimidated a little. Her skin stung in response to the heated water, making her take much longer than she expected. Wasting 2 hours of her time, she wrapped herself in a towel, but paid no attention to the whereabouts of any clean clothes. Shrugging, she decided to fix up her hair. She cut herself some leveled bangs across her forehead and tied the rest in a long looped ponytail. Under her hair, there seemed to be something moving, but she wasn't scared in the slightest. Uncovering the unknown objects, she realized they were...cat ears? Much to her surprise, a tail trailed out of the towel, moving. Tugging, the mysterious body parts refused to separate from her, they even started to hurt a little. The more she pulled, the more her hair stood up. Giving up, her attention was directed to her eyes. They were cat-like and a beautiful emerald color that glistened with any light, but a blood red was disappearing little by little until it was gone completely. She had plenty of questions already, but now they multiplied triple the amount. She tries to examine her body even more only finding her nails sharpened and sharp canines, sharp enough to cut with even the smallest touch. Ignoring pretty much everything, she sets out on a quest to find clothes in the place she woke up in. There weren't any other doors in sight, not even a closet, but she did smelled delicious food coming from somewhere. The sweet aroma of deserts filled her head with pure ecstasy. Looking out the window, she faintly hears footsteps approaching, making her hair stand up. The sound got closer and closer until they abruptly stopped. Silence filled the room for many seconds, making her anxious and impatient. The silence is broken by people talking on the other side of the wall. She yells for them, but they did not answer. Many attempts got her nowhere until she got angry. Just the thought of someone ignoring her made her feel outraged and ended up kicking the wall. The wall exploded into pieces and dust filled the air. The talking was replaced by coughing until the smoke cleared. Astounded by her power, she forgot about the figures in front of her, until one spoke up.
"Izumi, meet Yoko Mitarashi."
The assumed 'Izumi' sat there dumbstruck until a faint smile appeared accompanied by a greeting. Yoko, on the other hand, did not answer at all. Many thoughts flooded her mind as she sat there, like how does he know her and what does he want.

Maybe they'll explain what's going on later.

I hope you enjoyed the story so far.
I didn't know how to end this chapter so it's kinda crappy sorry.
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