Six hours later

It comes back to me, like the first breath of life a baby might take when it leaves the darkness of its mother's womb into the real world. I feel my … my heartbeat! Yes. And again, gradually increasing to a more stable rhythm. And I can feel the heat and just about see a ray of light fall on my skin, indicating it was now day time. Given that the fight had taken place at night in this city, it was not much of a surprise that it was now daytime.

All of this added up obviously meant that I'm alive. The question now was; how alive? I try to look down at myself but my vision is blurry and only just trying to come back to me. A flare of pain shoots up my legs and back and I almost fall over onto my front but my hand stopped me. I felt drained, really tired. It appeared that the fight last night had taken more out of me than I thought. Either that or that …

Odd … the ground is more … numerous, and … there's not much distance between it and what I can see. It feels strange. It doesn't feel like rubble or anything like stone or concrete or twisted metal. My brain begins telling me that something is wrong. Very wrong.

My vision begins to kick back in a bit more and so does my sense of smell. I fill my lungs with a huge intake of air. It feels good to smell … smoke?! Dust?! How can I at my height? Now I know something is wrong.

Maybe it was my adversary. He must have done something to me. Yes … it was gradually coming back to me. I remember that he knocked me down onto the street and then … a bright green flash of light filled the air. Yes … What had that been? Had it been an attack by my snake-like enemy, or something by the humans? It had obviously done something, but what I did not know. At least, not yet anyway.

I let out a low exhale and push myself up a little, the strength slowly returning to my arms and legs. I look around me, my eyes now a little more focused, and I see … tall buildings? Had I fallen in another part of the city? I don't remember the buildings being this tall. And where were the humans? I'd expected to hear them panicking and scurrying away from me, but no. There was nothing … Nothing at all.

I push myself onto my knees, my back feeling less heavy than before. Strange. As my eyesight is gradually returning, I look over my shoulder and see only a bare bottom and a large tarmac covered floor with which a shadow was cast by the two buildings either side of m-wait!

My eyes suddenly shoot open as if I had just been given an electric shock. WHAT! W-where's my tail?! I look down at me and see nothing but a pair of legs, human legs! My arms too are like those of a human. My heart rate goes through the roof and I begin frantically looking around as though my life depended on it. I have Human shoulders, chest, hands, fingers … even what's between my legs! Wonderful!

I feel around my head, or at least I hope what is my head. A layer of fur, or what the humans call 'hair', a pair of what seem to be ears, my nose and my mouth. I lower my hands slightly, wondering if a metamorphosis has really taken place. Have I changed in my biological structure? Have I become … a human?

A gleam of light shining off a nearby piece of glass on the ground catches my attention. I rush, or more like crawl over to it as my usage of these new found legs is amicable at the very best. One thing was set on my mind: Get a look at myself!

I grab the piece of glass and gingerly raise it up to my eyes, afraid of what I will see.

It takes only one glance for a second for me to comprehend what, or rather who I was seeing in the reflection.

A few birds sitting on what was left of a nearby building were quick to take flight upon hearing my scream echo throughout the neighbourhood.

Author's note: Greetings fellow FF readers and writers. Apologies for this chapter being short as it's the only one I can spare in the limited free time I have at the moment.

Now I have no doubt some of you will be asking why the main monster has become a human. Well, it is something that was initially proposed to me by RyuujiVantek. It is more of an experiment as to how I can flesh out his character if he was put in a different form. Hopefully it will turn out well; it is just a case of finding the time to put it all together.

Hope everything is well with you all.