(Skye's POV)
Images of a cold stone jail cell with blood lining the walls, broken chains hanging from the walls, flash across my vision. Screams echoing through my head sends tears rushing to my eyes. A burning sensation meets with my skin, making me scream, and-
My eyes snap open, a hand on my chest as I hyperventilate, scrambling to sit up. As I begin to relax, I hug my knees and let my eyes adjust to the darkness that surrounds me. Before my eyes can fully adjust, the door opens, making me gasp and my shape-shifting powers kick in. My body structure shifts, but causes me no pain.
A few moments later, a yellow Labrador sits in my place.
I whine, watching the silhouette of the person that entered the room not too long ago, my tail wagging slightly. The person, hearing me, looks over to my bed and chuckles.
"How'd you get in here?" They ask, sitting in front of me and holding their hand out to me. I cautiously sniff it, ready to step back, and sit, sensing no threat. I whine again, nuzzling my head into the person's hand. They laugh, petting my head, and the lights suddenly flicker on, making me jump back. The person, who I recognize as Tyler, looks over to the door, laughing a bit.
"Seriously, Adam?" He asks, watching as a boy with chocolate brown hair, sunglasses, dark grey pants, a light and dark grey striped shirt, and a gold and amethyst amulet sits beside him.
"Oh yeah," he says, "and who's your friend here?" He turns his attention to me, smiling.
"She was in here when I came in to check on Ty and..." Tyler pauses, looking around, "... Skye. But I don't know where she went." Tyler's eyes widen as he stands, still looking around the room. I whine, making both turn their heads toward me.
In a flash of bright light, forcing them to cover their eyes, I change back to my human form, sitting cross legged in front of, who I learned to be, Adam.
"Worried, Tyler?" I ask, smirking at him.
"How... How did you do that?" Tyler questions, shaking slightly and staring at me in awe.
I simply shrug and answer, "Genetic experimentation when I was a kid." Tyler gasps, covering his mouth.
"Who would...?" Tyler trails off. My smile fades and I glare at the floor.
"The squids..."
Looking back at Adam, I can practically see the rage steaming off of him. "The squids did that to you?" He asks, trying to hold back his anger.
"Yeah, took me and my brother hostage as kids..." I look away again, tears threatening to fall as the memories come flooding back into my head. Adam and Tyler exchange glances after I state, "They only experimented with me; someone saved us before they could get to Ty." Tyler sits beside me, his hand resting on mine, and takes me into his arms. Surprised at first, I don't move.
"So..." Tyler mutters, trying to change to subject, "... Ty's your brother?" I nod, my gaze trailing over to the bed next to mine and falling upon an unconscious Ty, still scarred and bruised in several places. I sigh, tears once again picking at my eyes. Tyler rubs my arm in comfort, following my gaze. I stand, slipping out of Tyler's grip, and kneel next to my brother, ignoring the pain shooting through my injured leg. I cross my arms, resting them on the bed, and set my head on top of them, staring at Ty. I sigh, trying to hold back the tears fighting to spill down my cheeks, and...
... I see his hand twitch.
Joy rushes through me, but I try to hold myself back from jumping up and running around in circles.
Then his eyes flutter open.
I can't hold it in any longer; my body structure once again contorts to match a small animal's.
More specifically, a kitten. While Adam and Tyler stare at me in awe, I crawl up onto Ty's chest, lying down and nuzzling into his neck. Ty laughs weakly, reaching a hand up to pet me. He glances at Tyler and Adam, smiling.
"Since when did you get a cat?" He asks, his voice extremely hoarse. Adam chuckles, picking me up and holding me as he moves to sit on Ty's bed.
"We found her," Tyler answers, standing, trying to remain vague, "in the woods with you." I purr as if laughing.