I pushed myself clumsily onto all fours and leaped out an open window. The wolf instinct was kicking in; escape from danger, keep out of the crowd. But I didn’t want to, they were my friends; we promised to look after each other, no matter what. But apparently the ‘change’ wasn’t counted, even with how rare it is.
I could see the way they were all looking at me; the words ‘she’s a freak’ seemed to be glazed over their eyes, as they stared open mouthed at me. They all had a different expression of shock or panic layered over their faces. The sad thing was that I knew they wouldn’t help me, that they didn’t want me, they wouldn’t ever accept me, I was on my own among them.
My body spasmed as I adjusted to the freezing temperature outside, I scampered over to a tree and clamped my two front paws into the bark as my body trembled, snapped and stretched again. The whole process was painful, tearing limbs apart to join onto others. I bit down on my lip to stop myself from screaming again, biting through the skin until blood filled my mouth; the blood didn’t taste like the natural rusty taste, it tasted wonderful, horribly wonderfully wrong. I knew that no one here would accept me now and I wasn’t even sure if I accepted myself. My human body hit the ground and I felt where every sharp rock penetrated my skin, all of my exposed skin. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to bring myself a slight amount of decency to my naked trembling body.
I glanced upwards at what was my school; dark windows were covered with prying eyes but only two figures were near enough to me that I knew they weren’t from around here. The first figure was roughly thirty and wearing a tight shirt that didn’t flatter him at all, showing off all of his bulging curves. He had dark eyes that stood out under his platinum blond hair and he was carrying a blanket that he casually threw over me. The second figure was somewhere around my age and wearing a matching shirt; but the way it clung to him was definitely flattering, clinging to all the right places. His eyes shocked me at first; they were sky blue, to an extent that I couldn’t have imagined, like the clouds circling a portion of the sky before they swallowed it up. His hair was coffee brown and layered around his face, just falling into his eyes at the front. I broke my gaze with the two strangers and wrapped the blanket around my body; I could feel the shivers running down my spine, unforgettably. I whimpered then, in a way that could only be described as animal-like as the two strangers quickly paced over to me.
“What’s your name..?” The younger guy practically ordered.
“C...Callee” I whispered, my mouth struggling to form words.
“Callee, we are going to take you somewhere warm, so that you won’t keep changing... is that okay?” The older man spoke in a soothing tone, obviously trying to keep me calm. I nodded ever so slightly and the younger guy instantly scooped me up into his arms and pressed me tightly to his chest. I felt confined, cocooned into a position I hadn’t created. I saw unsure whether to thrash about and run form these strange men or to let them help me.
“I'm trying to stop you from changing again. Your freezing” he smiled down at me, saying just what I need to be sure that I wouldn’t try for escape and struggle in the chilly snow. Slowly the two men started pacing away from the tree I had been lying under and marched us towards a black van.
“You need to focus on something, anything, just try to stop from shaking” he whispered and marched faster towards the van. I looked up at him, focusing on his eyes; a blue colour that I had only ever seen in the sky was now so close... I was torn away from his eyes as my body shook and trembled against his chest, a tear trickled down my cheek as I struggled against the ‘change’. I knew that my human body was letting out shrieks of pain, but I was somewhere else, somewhere between the girl and the wolf. I knew I should fight but I couldn’t, the pain was so strong, I couldn’t keep in one form.
“Callee! Look at me. You can do it!” Yelled the younger guy as he pushed me onto the floor on the van and straddled me, pushing my shoulders against the metal. The older man must have shut the door and started the heater up, shoving blankets at me at the same time. I was whimpering in that animal kind of way again as I felt the trembling calm down and settle into horrid shivers. “Callee... I told you that you could do it” the younger guy whispered as I heard the van start.
“Wh...What...Is...Y...Your...Nameee..?” I stuttered out from behind my chattering teeth. I was still so cold; something in my body was rejecting the warmth. He layered the blankets around my shivering naked body, but I couldn’t warm up, I felt so cold, all the way down to my bones.
“Zayden, my name is Zayden,” he whispered back and tucked me into his arms so that I could stop from shaking. “That’s Charles,” Zayden said, pointing at the older man driving the van. From this moment on I knew my life had flipped out of control, and today, my first change, was totally unforgettable.
