Chapter 3: Kovit

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I was laying on the mattress provided, trying to figure out what to do, when I heard the telltale tap-tap-tap of footsteps. I sat up, going to the center of the room and sitting crisscross, staring unconcerned out the window. Three people came in, a woman with dark hair tied back, a boy roughly my age with a with tuft in his dark hair, and man with blonde hair and a nasty, nasty smile.

"Señora Reyes, what little treasure do you have here?" The blonde said, looking at me. "A shapeshifter Boulder.... very rare, very valuable." This "Reyes" lady said, and I growled. "And very dangerous! Let me out you Aur!" I yelled, and the blonde man -Boulder, what a stupid name- stood up straight. "How do you know he's an Aur?" Reyes asked, and I shrugged. "His blood. It smells like Aphrodisiac, so strongly too." I said, and the black haired boy looked me over.

"What do you mean "smells?" There is a wall of glass between you, and he is wearing cologne." He asked, and I gave a wicked smile. "No amount of cologne can hide ones true nature, not from someone who cam have the senses of a tiger. Mirella smells like an aquarium -no offense Mirella- and there are two glass walls separating us." I said, and they looked at me. "Speaking of which, I know you Black Market types love saving money, but thay cologne smells cheap, even for and Aur." I said, deadpan.

"Enough! You're a shapeshifter, give us a demonstration!" Reyes said, amd I shrugged. Nothing better to do. I stood in the middle of the cell and focused. Boulder came closer, pressing his hand on the glass, and I pounced, tiger claws slashing the glass, causing him to throw himself back and hit Mirellas cell. I turned into a human and fell backwards, laughing, and the black haired boy looked pleased.

"Hm... I think your shifter needs to be taught a lesson." Boulder said, leaving. "I agree. Kovit, have fun." Reyes said, walking out. The cell door clicked open, and the boy -Kovit?- had a wicked smile. I recognized it, from my dads rehab classes. He was a Zannie, and I was fucked.

"Do whatever. I honestly don't care anymore." I said, exposing my wrists. He gave me a weird look and swiped his knife across the wrist once. I didn't flinch, I had had plenty of painful incidents during my shifting practice. "Did you know a female has twice as many pain receptors as a male, but also a high pain tolerance?" I asked Kovit. "Nice to know." He said with a crazy smile.

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