Dread fills my stomach and fear starts to strangle my insides. As I fall faster and faster, hurdling towards the hard, rock strewn ground. I let out a terrified scream, even though I know I can do this, and have done this before, it still scares the bejeezus out of me. I spread my arms out and close my eyes, willing myself to grow wings, feathers, talons, and a beak. I am a falcon, it occurs to me, as I'm trying to get used to my new form, that I've never flown as a falcon before. . .
Yeah you get the idea, I'm a Shape Shifter. And a complete dumbass. A complete dumbass Shape Shifter with an unfortunate habit of unintentionally getting into life threatening situations. Oh also, just a side note, my name's Alex, and I'm a magical, 1/4 elvin, mildly depressed teen, from everywhere I've ever been. This is my life story, little warning here, unless you like unfair circumstances, angry mobs of elves, odd transformations, mid-air life contemplation, and flashbacks, I recommend you avert your eyes and go find something better to read (literally anything other than this)
ok assuming your still here, witch I don't know why you would be, why don't we get back to that first paragraph.
"Aahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" I can't control it anymore, I let out my scream.
"Alex common, pigeon before falcon, you know this!" Arju yells at me,
"easy for him to say" I think, as I free fall in my 3/4ths human form "he's completely mastered eagle all ready!"
"Alex!" he yells at me again, I open my eyes, they tend to close when I shape shift, nobody can seem to tell me why though.
I look down, and realize I'm only sixty feet of the ground and falling fast, "damn it!" I mutter, trying to pull myself back together, I hate heights. "aarrggg" I grind my teeth together, this is gonna hurt. quick, stressful transformations always do. (I'll spare you the loud noises and unsavory language that spewed from my mouth in those high-speed super painful seconds)
"woah, dude, you need to work on that." Arju says, gracefully gliding to the ground and seamlessly transforming into his hazardously handsome human form. I blush, right on schedule. "professor Brites isn't going be to pleased with that dirty mouth."
I shift from my unsatisfactory (and really, very unimpressive) beetle form, the blush still lingering in my cheeks, I hope he just thinks I'm flustered from my quick shift. "so. . .was the beetle ok?"
"no, honestly, it's worse than the cussing." he says, I don't think he could be anything other than honest,so I don't understand why he says it like that
I run my hand through what I hope is appealingly messed up hair, and try for a sheepish smile. he doesn't look quite as happy.
"ughh, why did I get paired with you anyway."
my try at a smile disappears completely, as I think to myself "I don't know why."
Yeah you get the idea, I'm a Shape Shifter. And a complete dumbass. A complete dumbass Shape Shifter with an unfortunate habit of unintentionally getting into life threatening situations. Oh also, just a side note, my name's Alex, and I'm a magical, 1/4 elvin, mildly depressed teen, from everywhere I've ever been. This is my life story, little warning here, unless you like unfair circumstances, angry mobs of elves, odd transformations, mid-air life contemplation, and flashbacks, I recommend you avert your eyes and go find something better to read (literally anything other than this)
ok assuming your still here, witch I don't know why you would be, why don't we get back to that first paragraph.
"Aahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" I can't control it anymore, I let out my scream.
"Alex common, pigeon before falcon, you know this!" Arju yells at me,
"easy for him to say" I think, as I free fall in my 3/4ths human form "he's completely mastered eagle all ready!"
"Alex!" he yells at me again, I open my eyes, they tend to close when I shape shift, nobody can seem to tell me why though.
I look down, and realize I'm only sixty feet of the ground and falling fast, "damn it!" I mutter, trying to pull myself back together, I hate heights. "aarrggg" I grind my teeth together, this is gonna hurt. quick, stressful transformations always do. (I'll spare you the loud noises and unsavory language that spewed from my mouth in those high-speed super painful seconds)
"woah, dude, you need to work on that." Arju says, gracefully gliding to the ground and seamlessly transforming into his hazardously handsome human form. I blush, right on schedule. "professor Brites isn't going be to pleased with that dirty mouth."
I shift from my unsatisfactory (and really, very unimpressive) beetle form, the blush still lingering in my cheeks, I hope he just thinks I'm flustered from my quick shift. "so. . .was the beetle ok?"
"no, honestly, it's worse than the cussing." he says, I don't think he could be anything other than honest,so I don't understand why he says it like that
I run my hand through what I hope is appealingly messed up hair, and try for a sheepish smile. he doesn't look quite as happy.
"ughh, why did I get paired with you anyway."
my try at a smile disappears completely, as I think to myself "I don't know why."
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