Being A Hybrid // larry stylinson |editing|

out in the cold

out in the cold. *harrys pov*

i stood out in the ally, my tail twitching and my ears freezing. it was winter and i hated it.

im a hybrid- half human and half cat. my tail is black and white just like my ears. i have curls on my head. like, human hair. at least i don't have fur on me besides my tail and ears.

i have been starving since last week. that's when i found food from a trash can. man, did it taste nasty.

hybrids have been around for 200 years, being sold and use as slaves. how are we suppose to make people feel good? we're part animals, not sex gods. that's what i thought, anyways.

humans were the controllers of us hybrids. we were used to serve food, used for pleasure, abuse, or just out on the street. poor. scientist have made us so people don't abuse their family's members anymore. i still remember the night i was taken from my family and to never see again.

*16 years ago (harry is 22 now)*

i sat on the couch, playing with a little toy car, my parents and little sister, Gemma, in the kitchen, laughing and giggling. i have never been the one to be good at cooking so i didn't cook at all.

as i was about to 'land' my little helicopter, when the door bell rang. my little voice rang out, "i'll get it!" but i knew my parents would be behind me.

i opened the door and there stood a tall man, wearing a white long jacket. he looked down and smiled at me, and bent down so he was eye level with me.

"and what's your name little fellow?" he asked and cocked his head to the side.

"h-harry..." i sputtered over my own name. he nodded and looked back up. i looked behind me to see my mother and father. a plate fell to the ground and smashed. i flinched and my mother ran forward and grabbed me. she silently backed up.

"what do you want?" she seethed at the man.

the man smiled and said, "you thought you could hide, sabrina. but you cant. now, give me the child and everything well be fine."

my mother looked to my father and he backed up to the kitchen. he was getting Gemma.

my mom put me down and bent down and looked me in the eyes.

she ran her hand through my curly hair and whispered, "harry, i need you to run. to the kitchen. your father well be in there with gemma. he will put you guys in a hole. i need you to go through that hole. don't worry about me or your father. well be right behind you. just make sure gemma and you get to the end.

"At the end, there is a endless supply of food and water. It well last you till you guys are old enough. Now, I need you to look as if your gonna go to the man but when I yell 'Run' you run towards the kitchen, got it?" She finished, breathing heavily. I quickly nodded and she smiled. It was sad though.

She kissed my forehead and whispered, "Tell your sister I love her..." And stood up. Tears came in my eyes and I quickly wiped them away and turned toward the man. He smiled and held out his hands.

"Come to me, Harry." I slowly walked to him when my mom shouted, "Run, Harold!" And I ran towards the kitchen.

I heard a grunt and turned to see the man punching mommy in the stomach. I screamed and ran towards them but my father grabbed me.

"Harold! You have to go! Come on!" He carried me towards the kitchen where Gemma sat on a box inside the wall. She was just three but I knew how to take care of her.

My father whispered, "I love yo-" but he didn't get to finish because he got shot. Right in the back.

Gemma screamed and I quickly said, "Go, Gemma. Go!" She quickly went down and I followed right behind her. Until someone grabbed my foot.

I looked behind me to notice he had my ankle in his hand. I screamed and Gemma looked back.

"Hazzy!" she yelled, calling me by my nick name.

I yelled, "Keep going, Gemma! At the end there's endless supply of food! Protect yourself!" I tried to kick the man but he kept pulling me.

Gemma looked like she was about to cry and I threw her my necklace. The one where it had me, her, our father and mother in it. She caught it and I said, "Keep it, Gemma! Go! I'll come back for you! I promise!" She bite her lip but quickly nodded and whispered, "I love you, Hazzy." I whispered it back, "I love you, too. Now, go Gemma! Go!!" And she disappeared.

The man had brought me back to a laboratory, my parents dead. Gemma was gone and I didnt know if I would ever see her again.

*Flashback over. Present.*

Tears were brought to my eyes and I slid down the wall. I had gone back to my house. It had been burnt, and broken. Windows destroyed, police tape over the door.

I had gone inside and into the hole but when I got down there, she was gone. The placed looked ransacked, everything was all over the place. I then knew that they had gotten her. They had gotten her. My baby sister.

I reached my hand up to my neck, then to realize that I didnt have the necklace. She did. My baby little sister did. God, did I miss her.

I sat there in silence when someone yelled, "You're in my spot!" at me. I mumbled a 'sorry' to him and moved to the edge of the ally, where kids played in grassy field that us poor hybrids couldnt go in. The adults were talking, hybrids chained and leashed to their 'master.' Talking with the other hybrids around them.

There were other hybrids that I haven't seen before-- a Wolf, Fox, Jaguar, Dog, a... Rat? Ooh, I feel bad for these hybrids.

The one that looked like a Wolf looked awesome. She had white ears sticking out of her brownish hair and had a black and white tail. Instead of having fingers, though, she had paws. That must suck.

I looked around and one man caught my eyes. He sat on a bench, alone. Women who passed giggled and whispered to their hybrids or to other girls about him. I could tell.

He had brown hair to the side and bright blue eyes-- like the ocean when it was clean.

I was about to look away when I realized something.

He had been staring at me...

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Hello, my lovelys! This is like my millionth book, haha. But, I thought writing a Hybrid book would be cool! Just so you know, I'm not into the whole Bromance things but whatever. I just want to give it a try so I am! Here you go!
yIKES i just re-read this and yikes. i use to not ship larry but now i ship that shit holy crap. -ken