Experiments are carried out on humans in order to make them hybrids. But what would happen if, during the transport of these subjects, they managed to escape and met (y/n) a young artist living in the countryside?
attention: strong laguage,
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Hidden under the couch, I looked at the human whose name was still unknown to me, laid a kind of box next to the sofa. The box was made of wood, painted pale green, I saw it written ''Alois'' 'must be the name of one of here animals?' I wondered. Inside the box was to lay a white blanket folded as a mattress and I could trail a very slight smell of cat that emanated from this box. « Here, I went to get you this. It belonged to my old cat, but you can use it to sleep tonight". the human being tells me as he looks at me. 'I understand better why the smell is so weak, it doesn't have to be that long since he died', I thought to myself. She stared at me with her (e/c) into my blue eyes and then she got up wishing me a good night's sleep.
Once I could no longer hear the sound of the steps, I went out under the sofa, sure that the human was no longer around. I began to explore the two open rooms in my cat form and after an hour I turned into a human to make sure she didn't come down. I stretched my back and arms before heading to the shelf that was in the corner of the living room where I had seen pictures but with the reflection of the moon, I could not see the images. As I approached, I saw several people with different faces but with similarities 'it must be family photos' I thought to myself. I recognized the face of the woman who had gathered me today surrounded me by two women, whom I felt were her sisters as well as a man who has to be her big brother.
I smile a little when I see their faces light up with a sincere smile. A photo particularly caught my attention, I saw one of her big sisters sitting on a couch. She was redheaded and on her lap, I saw the big brother who was held like a baby by the redheaded woman. To here right was her other older sister, who had her head resting on her sister, also holding the man on her lap. Above them, I recognized the girl with (h/c) hair who surrounded her arms around her two sisters with a big smile displayed on her face. She looked younger in the picture, maybe 16 or 17.
(I made a sketch to help you understand a little better because I'm not sure that with my description we can really understand. I'm sorry to drawn (y/n) with long hair, I shifted a photo I had )
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I felt my heart became heavy at the sight of this photo 'I miss the others, are they all safe? I thought to myself. 'They're strong, I'm sure they're fine' I thought as I looked away from the photo to reassure myself a little bit. I continued my exploration arriving in the kitchen, I went around, slowly opening the cupboards to see what was inside. As I continued my turn, I stopped at the kitchen door, hesitating to open it, but I was delighted when I heard it squeaking a little under the weight of my hand. I didn't want the girl to wake up and think there was a robber in her house.
I looked up to see that the clock was showing 1:26 'I better rest a bit, I'll decide what I'm going to do tomorrow morning', I say on my way into the living room. By the way I saw that it was still raining a little outside 'I hope the others were able to shelter from the rain for tonight. I hope it will stop soon.' I thought to myself as I assaulted myself on the couch. I turned into a cat to spend the night, you never know if the human wakes up before me and see a naked man sleeping in her living room with ear and cat tail. she will have reasons to panic.
I settled into the box she had prepared for me, the blanket was soft and comfortable 'she had to be very nice with her old cat, it's really nice' I thought before I fell asleep.
Time skip
Narrator POV
(y/n) wok up to the sound of his alarm. She took her phone, which was sitting on her nightstand, swiping her finger over the screen to stop the ringing. Half awake, she looked at the hour, 9:15 a.m., (y/n) rested her phone to stretch her body to try to wake up a little. She got out of bed rubbing her eyes, then took her phone to put it in her pocket. The young woman came out of her room and gently went down the stairs to not fall. When she got downstairs, she opened the kitchen door and growled a little, dazzled by the sunlight that illuminated the room.
The first thing (y/n) did was fill the kettle and get heated with water for a hot drink. As the water began to heat up, she pulled a mug out of her closet with her favorite tea that had mango aromas that she loved as well as the packet of real granola apple raspberry. The young woman then took a plain yoghurt from the fridge and put it on her tray with the other things that made up her breakfast. When the kettle indicated that the water was at the right temperature, she filled her mug and waited for her tea to be ready before taking her tray for breakfast in her living room.
(y/n) put her food on the living room table and then looked discreetly into the box she had left to the little cat as a bed for the night. He was comfortably installed on the soft blanket she had prepared the day before. Sitting down in front of her tray, (y/n) wondered if she could turn on the TV without waking the sleeping cat next to her, but she didn't do it and scrolled on her phone while eating her breakfast.
The young woman disposed of her belongings and washed them in the kitchen sink, once the dishes were done, he went up to his room to get ready for the day. (y/n) decided to work on her canvas today, so she wasn't going to put on too fancy clothes, she caught in a black paint-stained legging that never left even after hundreds of washes as well as a gray sweater in the same condition. She took a pair of clean underwear and went into the bathroom to change and do her morning routine and /tied her hair/ removed her hair from her face/ styled her hair/ left the bathroom (choose the option that suits you) to go to her art studio on the ground floor.
Arriving downstairs, she made herself a tea again with the same tea bag as for her breakfast that she had set aside (I use 3 times my tea bag in the same day so ... yeah). (y/n) then went to her studio, she started by lighting her candle and put some music not too loud to not wake up the cat who was sleeping peacefully in his living room. She then equipped herself with her palette, where she poured different colored paint, and her brushes. The artist began by painting the whole canvas in a dark blue with a large brush and while waiting for it to dry, she inspected her sketch that she had made the day before and began to mix the colors to reproduce those on the notebook.
Once dry, with a fan's help, she took a light blue pencil and drew a woman sitting on a chair, dressing in a dress reminiscent of the roman antiquity, surrounded by stacks of books. She took a brush and began by painting the woman's skin out of habit, applying lighter, darker shades while mixing them with another brush to blend them and make the paint as smooth as possible. She continued to work softly on the canvas, applying several shades already showing the beauty of the young woman who was peacefully reading a book in her library. But (y/n) was so absorbed in her work that she didn't even notice two blue eyes watching her work on her canvas.
I hope you guys love this new chapter even if he was quite long.
