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Time passes to high school, it turns out that you now have depression. Your friends are starting to worry about you cause you are more and more frequently missing school and having episodes during class. Your normally pink hair, you've dyed to a really dark purple, and your hair usually long, has been chopped to just a little below your ears. You wear black more often than not and wear spiked cuffs and collar. Some weeks later you stop going to school all together. You start hearing voices in your head like the dark whisperings of a mad man. One day you look down at your hand and see that it is dark brown and scaly.
You run as far from your house as you can, your black leather overcoat and and baggy black pants fluttering in the wind. You flee to a open abandoned sewer hole. You slump against the wall and slide to the dirty floor. You clench both your scaly hands over your ears in an attempt to block out the voices. Then you give out as the voice whispers. "Give in to the darkness." Your eyes dialate to little slits and your iris takes up your whole eye and turns purple your face lengthens, and your brow angles down and scales over. Your teeth grow into razor sharp needlelike fangs. As the scales travel up your arm your coat and shirt tear to shreads due to an unknown force. A wolfs tail forces from your pants, wracking your lower regions with pain. Spikes shoot from your back, knees, and elbows. Horns sprout from your head, the rest of your clothes rip and tear as you stand to allow room for your knees to go inward, making you have backwards knees. The spikes that sprouted on your knees are now on the outside and pointing down. You now have and extra joint in your ankels, they go far out like a dogs. As your back scales over you are forced down onto all fours. Your feet elongate to make very boney, webbed, toes. Your whole body is covered in brown scales with 20 grey reversed scales going up your back. Your belly scales are too grey but the ones on your chest are reversed and heading up to your head rather than your long furry wolf tail. Your hair has completely fallen out revealing a scaly forehead and horns. You look very much like a wingless dragon with a wolfs tail and huge claws.
Your survey your scaley body then turn your large violet eyes up towards the grate the full moon is sheading its' light down into the sewer. Your pupils turn round as a memory seeps into your consiousness. A memory of sitting in a park with your mother on a full mooned night. Then the pleasent memory is broken by a whisper. "Kill." Your pupils turn back to slits as you jump out of the sewer breaking the grate above you. You are in the abandoned side of town nothing to kill but stray dogs and cats. A dog comes into veiw you dash for the dog your claws glide through the dog like a hot knife through a 1/4 inch of butter. You bathe in its' blood and jam the bloody corpes down your throte. You give a bloodstained grin as you catch the scent of humans. You turn to the north and jump to the top of a 30 story building and bound towards the populated side of town.
Written by YokaKitsune
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