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Vision was blurry.

Feeling scared.

Couldn't calm down.

Would it ever change.

By the time I was stable enough to be put in a medical bed, I had passed out from all the blood loss. Yeah it turns out that liquid fused with my actual blood. So now my body survives on the combination.

Whatever happened in that room, was my bodies reaction to the liquid entering my heart. I was given food through a tube so I could get some nutrients in my body. The doctors say I was having a manic episode. I will have to be in here for a bit as I am supposedly going insane.

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The days past of me in the hospital bed.
Some days I slept, others I just laid there, Not moving, but listening.

I chose not to move for the sake that I might see myself.i didn't want to look at myself. I am and will always be a freak. I didn't look in a mirror for a reason, and the serum will just be another reason.The doctors said my veins color would fade but as they continue to give me the serum I don't think it will be possible. I hate everyone who made me this way. I hate everyone who didn't stop it from happening. Hate, a strong word, but it's the right word. If only I could find a way out. A way out of my dad's grasp; my dads existence.

Speaking of freedom, I think I have found a way out. The voice I keep hearing outside the building. Every night I hear a male voice. I calculate it to be the alley way at the building next to this building.

It's a deep, smooth voice. The voice tells orders and is demanding. All the voice talks about is business, so I just imagine how the person would look like.

Tonight though, I chose to pay attention. I wanted to see why the male was always talking business. He's probably a drug dealer. Maybe he's a boss just like mine. No matter , he's doing exactly what he wants.

What fun would it be to just be out on the streets, doing whatever you want.

Anyway.... once I heard the voice I stiffined.

" DON'T FUCK IT UP THIS TIME, I'm sick of you screwing up my plans. If you screw up one last time I'm going to brand every inch of you and throw you off a building to show everyone what happens if you mess with me. GOT. IT." The voice sounded distressed.

I wondered what he was doing.

" God, I hate that guy, he has to be the worst pain in the ass sometimes".

That's when I heard the voice chuckle. It was entertaining hottest thing I ever heard. If I could sleep to it I would. It was so charming.

Waiting for the voice to talk again, I heard a window break several floors down.

Opening my eyes, I smirked as I had a feeling it was part of the man's plan.

Slowly sitting up I look around the room. There wasn't tinted windows anywhere.

'So I was left alone I see' I thought to myself. What's the harm tin a little bit of fun....

I got up from the bed, feeling as strong as ever. It should be at least eleven pm so everyone would be at home. Rolling my eyes back, they became pitch black and I went on all fours. I felt pretty relieved I could control my beast forms now.

Walking to the door I bent the knob and stepped out the room, careful not to make any noise. Stopping to listen for the voice again, all I heard was his breathing and angry huffs. It was pretty cute, but I was getting distracted. If I wasted anymore time, the fun would be over.

I turned to the direction of the stairs and sprinted down to the floor I heard the crash from. Once there I realized it was the lobby floor.

So open.

So exposed.

And yet I couldn't hear anyone.

Hiding behind the main desk I close my eyes and felt my ears twitch as I listen for any slight movements or breaths.

Turning my head quick towards the common cells, I leap to the door, noticing its been broken into. I smile, knowing I want to scare the shit out of his main guy. This would be the best fun tonight.

I place my paw on the bare floor, my nails making a slight noise. I wince knowing it's going to blow everything.

'You know what, fuck it, it's not going to stop me from having fun.'

I scurried inside and sniffed the floor. It reaked of cheap cologne. I mentally gagged but pushed through and located the guy trying to place a bomb near the building electrical system. It's actually pretty clever, kudos to whoever thought of it.

Hiding around the corner, I make a low grumble. He stops what he is doing and slowly moves his head to the corner.

" show yourself, I know your there!" He whispered shouted.

I scurried closer to him laughing lowly. He started to look around as my laugh echoed through the room.

" Boss there is something in here" the man said into some walkie talkie.

"I do not give a fuck. Finish the job or I'm going to do much worse than brand your ass"

My head cocked to the side as I got closer to the man. Once close enough,I walked out. He was so small compared to my form.

I saw him gulp, sweat appearing on his forehead. I heard myself chuckle causing the form to cackle, the sound echoing.

" Boss, it's t-the mutated hyena from the news, i-it's here" the guy trembled.

This was fun but I want him to finish his bomb, it's going to help with my future plans.

" For goodness sake, has it hurt you yet? If not get on with the job, if it has not killed you now it is not gonna do it later " his voice was urgent.

My ears twitched to the earpiece. It seems he could care less about the freaks up in this building.

I switched back to my human form and watched as the man carefully stepped away from me. His hands were shaking when finishing the bomb. That might have been the fact that I was close to him. I pout and look at the bomb.

" your job isn't finished" I point at the bomb.

" Boss! The hyena shapeshifted into a girl" He whispered shouted again.

" LANCE, DONT FUCKING PLAY WITH ME, YOUR ABOUT TO BE FLYING WITH NO WINGS IN TWO SECONDS, fuck what's happening around you... just place the bomb. Set it up. And get out of there." The voice said.

I swear it was music to my ears.

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