Me and my voice were sick and tired of not having any control over anything so one day, together, we made a deal. I would help her, and she would help me: I get out of this hell hole, and she can have almost anything in return, as long as I say yes. We both agreed that she would be able to manifest fully in my werewolf form, I regret this decision to this day. I was a stupid kid and had no idea what was going to happen, hell I barely even knew what a werewolf was. She just suggested it and I went along with it! That's not the point right now though. We both started studying how Weinstein would test us and see if we could find a weak spot to get out. It took at least a month and in December, I think, was when we finally had a plan. During the test once he turned around to study the samples he got from me, I would let Lin whatever the hell she wanted.
The day finally came, and we were both ready. I found out through messing around in my room that pain would trigger the change. The plan was for me to change by biting down as hard as I could on my hand. I didn't care if it would get infected, I just wanted to get out. Walking down the hallways to the testing room was terrifying. I knew that the plan would work but there was just a small chance it wouldn't, and I was terrified of that happening. The tests happened and every cut scrape and breaking of a bone was just an inch away from ruining the whole plan. The time came and he turned around. The last thing I heard before blacking out was Lin yelling as loud as she could in my head "NOW, DO IT NOW YOU USELESS CHILD!" then it all went black. I do remember when I was in what I called the black space, I could hear screaming not from me but from Weinstein.
When I woke back up, I wasn't in my room but standing over the corpse of Weinstein. I stared in disbelief at his life face. I remember Lin screaming at me in my head "Why did you take back control? I wasn't even halfway finished with him!" I forgot a lot of what happened, but I do know that what I said in response was just. "Why did you kill him? Why did we kill him?" Lin said in response "what do you mean 'why did you kill him' He deserved it. Now how about you do me a little favor and finish him off for me? He is still breathing you know..." After that it's just fog. Like I said I forgot a lot of it, and I think that's for a good reason too.
The next thing I remember is working in one of those self-owned cafes as a little janitor. I think that's where I lived for a while too. Once again it was a long time ago, so I don't remember much but the guy who "hired" me was like a father figure to me. He told me the things I should and shouldn't do as a werewolf, and how the rest of the world worked. I do remember the days and years I lived and worked there where it was warm and sweet. If this was what life was, I wanted to stay in it forever: being cared for and praised for doing simple tasks and living sufficiently. One day though someone came to the shop that we had never seen before. I was the same age I am now whenever they came. They gave me, the cashier of the shift, a letter with my name on it and simply left. That letter was an acceptance letter to Wisteria high.
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New Age
FantasíaI'm Zena Sherwood, I'm a blue haired idiot who lives in a world where 90% percent of the population is magical. This basically means that you can go out on the street and see a pixie fly by your house or have a satyr walk by no problem. I just got a...
