A Cat's worth (Catradora Modern AU) (COMPLETE!)

Chapter 1 : Hybrid

Ethernia 1955

The first real proof of Magic was Born this year in East Siberia. A Hybrid Child, half Man, half Wolf and Scientists failed to explain how it could have been possible. In the following years, cases like this, increased by a Large margin, confusing Humanity.

But with every change, there are sides. On one side, the part of Humanity, fully acceptant and supportive. On the other side, the part that called them 'abominations' or 'mistakes of Nature', calling for the extermination and treating them like Animals. Some even intended to treat them like some would Pokemon and trade them like objects

After years of back and forth, most Countries decided to enact laws, protecting Hybrids, giving them the same rights as any other Human. That did not however stop some to create thriving Sex slave trades and even offer Hybrid Meat as a delicate.

70 years have passed since then and now, Hybrids are seen as generally normal in Society but there are still all kinds of People out there and the treatment varies greatly.

The year is now 2025 and this is where we begin

Catras POV:

My life was never mine. Abandoned shortly after birth, I grew up in 'Sharon Weavers Orphan sanctuary' but don't let that name fool you, it was Hell on Earth.

Being born as a Cat Hybrid was not easy since i was somewhat of a rare Hybrid and in my case that was doubled because of my Heterochromia. Cats (any kind realy), Wolfs, Reptiles and Birds, were rare hybrids and became a Trophy for the Ultrarich of sorts. This fact led to my adoption when i was ten years old and made sure i would never go hungry in life but it came at a price i was not willing to pay. This soon changed when the 'fad' of owning one of us became passé.

The last five years were filled with luxury Cars, clothes, fancy parties and Parents that, at least on the outside, were proud of me. Now i was but a remnant of bygone fashion that still lingers in their Home. My 'Parents' purchased me like a fancy, rare Bag and thrown me away just as such once my worth deteriorated. I soon gave up on trying to make them proud.

Starting today i would no longer attend the Private school i had known but a public one which i was fine with. All the fancy, expensive stuff never fit with my own self image anyway.

It was 07:00 in the morning when my alarm blared "Panama" by Van Halen...yeah call me "boomer" all you want but i know good music when i hear it, no matter who tells me otherwise.

I get up, somewhat looking forward to today since it is my first day at Bright Moon High. My old School, Mystacor Academie, was much like my parents, welcoming and warm at first but fake and boring once you took a closer look.

After a quick shower and a Breakfast Bagel with ham, I alert the driver via an App on my phone to be ready for me.

The drive over was boring as it always was. My Driver, Sven had been with me since i was adopted and he and i exchanged maybe ten sentences in the five year i've known him, besides the casual "good morning" greetings but i didn't dislike that. He keeps things professional and i respected that.

Pulling up to my new School, i get really nervous but power through it. I get out and make my way inside to find the Administrator office. The School was not as bad as i thought it would be. Bright yellow Hallways with small strips of white painted across it, stretched alongside the rows of lockers and Students. It was clean and luckily for me, it didn't smell too off putting.

My traits as a Cat hybrid are, on the surface, all positives. Enhanced smell and hearing, paired with a natural Flexibility and Agility. Nobody thinks about the negatives of smelling the bathrooms, 30 feet away or hearing all kinds of things you don't want to. It took me a long time to learn how to adapt to school so I wouldn't break down from sensory overload every hour.