Chapter 2

Natalie Pov.

When I awoke from my sleep, I noticed it was evening. I wonder how many time changes passed. "Two, but it doesn't matter." I looked up to see an angry Nightmare chained to his desk. "Grey did notice you, But told him you where my personal maid. If he sees you like that, please remember this."

I smiled as I got up, and crossed the room to stand behind Nightmare. I rested my chin on the top of his head as I looked at his work. He had what looked like 95 pages left. He tilted his head up a little to see me. He smiled, and actually went back to work.

"Hey, Nightmare?"

"What is it Natalie?"

"Someone found me." I stated as memories of last night filled my head. The pen he was writing with snapped. I stepped backwards to avoid being hit by the part that flew off.

"And what exactly do you mean by that?"

"Well," I started, "I saw the time was changing, so I-"

"Just show me." He got up, and stared at me until he saw all that had happened.

"I should have known this would happen sooner or later. You should go and talk to Boris about this. I was hoping it would be Grey who is the first to find out." He gave me a sad smile as I hugged him.

"I will still come back. Do you want me to tell Grey?"

"No, I will do that. He will understand. Just come through the door like yourself."

We said our good byes, and I jumped out of the window. Half way to the ground, I turned into a swallow, and flew to the place I usually meet Boris. He found a big knot hole big enough for him to lie down in, and he likes talking to me in there sometimes. As I got loser, I could hear him purring. I found out why when I got close. He fell asleep in the hole. I changed into a faceless amusement park worker with black hair about to my shoulder blades, and pail skin.

"Boris?" I slowly walked up to him and put my hand on his head. All of a sudden, he reached for his gun, and shot at me. It grazed my cheek, but it didn't hurt much. I was just annoyed that I would have a cut on my cheek for a few time changes. Boris looked up, and when he saw that it was me, he looked away. I could tell he must have thought I was an amusement park worker from my form.

"Hi, Boris. What would you like to talk about?" A look of recognition showed on his face when he looked back up to me.

"Sorry Midnight." Said Boris

"It's alright, just a little scratch. There was something you wanted to talk to me about?"

"Yes. How is it that you are a cat, a bird, and a faceless all at once? Come here." With that last sentence, he pulled me down on top of him in the tree, so I was sitting on his lap. I turned so that I was facing towards his right.

"Well, a long time ago, I was so sad and miserable, that I felt the claws of death. When I awoke, I was in Nightmare's dream world. He had taken pity on me, and wanted to help me out. He said I could be anything I wanted to be, and I said 'I want to be a shape shifter.', so he turned me into one. He is my best friend, and I am thankful for him. A little over a month ago, Nightmare asked if I wanted to come here, and I said yes, so now here I am."

"So you are an outsider. But, why did you hide from us?"

"I heard that this is a game, so I wanted to join in on the fun." I don't know why I am telling the truth. I never tell anyone the truth, with the small exception of my very few friends.

"Natalie, you are the smartest outsider I have ever met. You can shapeshift, and you play the game your own way. I think that is cool." He smiled at me, and I could feel a blush coming on. I turned my face away, only to have him turn my head with his tail. I could see a slight hurt in his eyes. "Why did you turn away from me?"

"No one compliments me. I don't deserve any attention. I would rather hide away then be put in any situation where I need to talk to people. I sometimes come off as hard, and I don't like hurting people."

"Not true. I would give you all the attention you need, and compliment you. You have an interesting past, and I would like to know more. Could you tell me about yourself?" I don't like my past. I can't bring out those memories now.

"Can I just show you what I look like?"

Boris Pov.

I smiled at my little foreigner as she asked me that. "Of course."

As she stood up, I thought about what she had told me. The Claws of Death? She couldn't have died. She is here and defiantly breathing. I will check on her heart beat later. No complements or any attention? I will surely change that. Most of all, she wanted to play this game too. She will be a great prize. "I am sorry, but I changed a few things since the last time I wore this." As I looked up, my breath was taken away at the sight before me.

She had dark brown hair that went almost to her waist. Two brown eyes stared into my eyes as I looked at her. She was wearing grey jeans, a black long sleeved shirt, and a purple hoodie that she had tied around her waist. Her black boots matched the black baseball cap on her head, which was tilted slightly to her left. I stood up, and stepped out of the tree, walking over to her.

"What do you mean by that Natalie?" Her eyes got distant as I said this. "The last time I looked like this, my clothes were slightly different. I looked different to."

"Can I see how you really looked?" She started to panic. I could see it in her eyes. I held her, trying to figure out what is wrong with this scared little girl. "You don't have to if you don't want to."

"No, I should do this." She started shaking violently as she walked away from me slightly. She looked so sad, I wanted to hold her and tell her everything would be alright. She looked at her feet as a swirling mist of pink enveloped her. When I saw her, I could only gasp, and stare.

"What happened to you?"

Sorry for not updating. I whent to visit relatives, and then spent the rest of the time with my daddy. I can't go on the computer as much there. I hope to upload another chapter later today to make up for it. I am people like this. The reviews are so nice, and make me feel so happy. Thanks to anyone reading this, and I hope you enjoyed it!