this chapter is a bit longer than the others
by the way first part takes place telopathicly. (in their minds)
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Mary
What the hell is going on? One minute I am talking to emo boy (I forgot his name) the next he is biting into my neck, and then I am biting his neck and now I am 18 feet off the ground! I am so confused.
I was right, she is the feline.
The what? What is he talking about? Who is he talking about? Me? My head hurts.
You're really scattered brained aren't you?
Are you speaking to me? Where are you and why am I the size of 3 grown men?
Well to start I am in you and you are in me, we are combined. And second you are the feline, you combine with a black wing or white wing and you become the griffon.
Huh? You lost me.
*sigh*.
Did you just sigh?
Uh, no.
Yes you did, I heard you loud and clear and once this is reversed I WILL kill you.
You can't kill me, plus you don't have a proper reason to kill me, at least let me take you to the elder.
Who and why?
The elder, so that he can help answer your questions.
I had to think to think about this for a minute. I'm not fond of old people; they think that they know everything.
Oh no, grandpa is not like that, he knows he does not know everything, but he does know a lot.
Stop responding to everything I think! Anyway when I do meet him, if I chose to meet him, what would I ask?
Well, anything I guess about being the feline, your powers, the change, or your mission.
What powers? What mission?
Ask the elder.
Humph, I hate you.
Likewise.
Fine, take me to this so called elder.
Alright.
And undo this transformation, its weird talking to you through thought.
Can't, I don't know how.
WHAT? Ok now I really hate you.
What ever.
When we finally got to the elder or whatever's place it was not like I had expected. I expected him to live in a hut and be wearing animal skin and be really wrinkly. But In fact he was the exact opposite. He lived in a fairly large and spacious apartment, with white walls and black furniture with sharp edges which made the bright and colorful art work pop. The elder himself wore a nice clean cut suit and looked like he was in his mid 50's and barely had any wrinkles. "Hey well what do we have here, A lost kitty cat perhaps?" he said, he sounded very energetic and a bit childish.
"Hi gramps," said Dren.
"Well, well, this is an interesting sight; you have grown quite a lot since this morning haven't you? Ha ha," he said jokingly.
"Could you please just help me?" Dren exasperated.
"Yes please, I don't want to be stuck with this guy another second," I said angrily.
"Oh my, who's this?" said the elder.
"I'm Mary, bloody Mary, now change me back," I said.
"Well that's a quite a strange name young lady, why do call yourself that?" he asked.
"Change me back and I'll tell you," I said.
"Alright, alright, all you have to do is close your eyes and say 'mission accomplished', its quit simple," said the old man. I didn't really believe him.
"That's it?" I asked.
"Yup," he said smiling.
"Seriously?" asked emo boy doubtfully.
"Yup" he said again his smile widening.
"Alright," I said and I closed my eyes, at the same time emo boy and I said "mission accomplished," immediately I felt myself going back to normal. My arms and legs were shrinking and ad taking their regular shape my hair was growing back and my face was flattening. And the ground was coming closer and closer till finally I was my original size.
"You…you're the feline?" asked the elder awestruck. Or he was struck with fear, ether one.
"Seems like it, though I don't know what that means," I said "so do you want to know why I call myself Bloody Mary?" I asked daringly.
"No I think I will pass" said the elder He called emo boy over and whispered something in his ear which sounded a bit like "yah know she looks a bit like a female devil," the elder whispered.
"I thought the same thing," said emo boy.
"it can't possibly be her, it's impossible" said the elder.
"I'm afraid she is, you saw what happened a moment ago, though I can't believe it myself," Emo boy countered.
I know I have been called the devil but it's always to my face and I hate when they try to spare my "feelings". "I can hear you ya' know. And I wish you would just say it to my face," I said angrily. The elder and emo boy turned redder than blood.
"Oh… I…um…I'm so sorry" said the elder with a bit of fear in his voice.
"Don't apologize, I just wish you would say it to my face that's all" I said calmly, I wanted to get on his good side, just so i could figure out what was going on and use whatever power he might posses, economically, politically, and literally had to my advantage.
The elder gave a sigh of relief.
"But will you answer my questions?" I asked.
"Sure, no problem," said the elder.
"Ok, well, could you tell me what my mission is supposed to be?" I asked "Emo boy mentioned I had some sort of mission I had to accomplish,"
Emo boy turned even redder, which I didn't think was possible and I tried to hide a giggle.
"Well, your mission, if you chose to join our side, is to fight against the white wings to protect the human race so that they don't get driven into slavery worse than what happened to the slaves in America. Second, his name is Dren, not emo boy. Although, he does look a little emo," said the elder. I couldn't hold the laugh back any longer. Even he agreed the boy looked emo, plus, Dren turned even redder so that he looked like his face was painted a bright red, it was hilarious.
"So any way," I said after I caught my breath, "with becoming the feline, do I get any special abilities?"
"Yes you do," said the elder "but they go into the weapon that you chose. Come, you can choose the weapon you want from my collection,"
"why do I need to chose a weapon?" I asked. The elder smiled warmly and I cringed, what's with the kindness?
"I will tell you on the way there," he said. The beckoned me to fallow him down the hall of the apartment. I reached into the side of my skirt where I had cut a hole and felt for my whip, slasher. I clutched him tightly and fallowed.