Andy POV
The feeling of gentle hands brushing against my ears, woke me with a pur.
My head was cradled in a warm lap, it's owners calming voice lulling me into a feeling of safety and I snuggled further into the improvised pillow.
I lay there with my eyes closed, the events of today came rushing back to me.
They found me.
The panicked words rushed through my head, my eyes beginning to burn beneath my lids.
I could feel my claws extending as I desperately tried to retract them.
If they find me, they'll kill me.
We've kept the secret for so long, I can't be the one to ruin it. I need to escape.
The thing is I'm not a normal neko.
Nekos have always had secrets, to make us seem weak and helpless. while it's true we are pacifists, our powered are severely undermined.
To the world we are basically the cat versions of werewolves, I guess.
The jokes of the supernatural world.
We used to be used as pets and house slaves, too weak to fight back against out tyrant masters.
As times have changed we were freed, though well after the humans ended the slavery of there kind. It wasn't till a vampire took pity on a neko child that something changed.
They don't know all that much about us, the years of segregation taught us to keep our moths shut and out business to our selves.
The main thing they don't know, that they can never know is that we, all of us, can control the elements and all of nature.
Of corse, we all specialise in different things.
Some can regrow a rainforest with the flick of a wrist while others can make the night sky explode with the light of a thousand dying stars.
Some can heal fatal wounds, and even reverse death.
While our powers are beautiful, they also make us the most deadly creatures to roam the earth.
So I guess your wondering, wait, if you guys are so powerful, how did you become enslaved?
We're pacifists, remember?
Anyway, thousands of years ago, we were given the position of the naturals.
It is our duty to care and protect nature and all that is in it.
We keep the balance between all supernaturals, the hunters and humans while never truly showing our power.
But we also have a legend.
It states that on the 12 lunar eclipse from the second star, a child will be born.They will lead their followers and save the souls of the forgotten. each child born on this day will have a gift.
They will control everything, the elements, time, shadows, stars and anything else.
They will be hailed as gods or be out casted to the farthest reaches of society.
Each child will have a new gift, but also inherit the ones of those before them.
That's where the legends of the gods from ancient times come from.
The birth of the child is awaited by all nekos, but they will not lead until they found there gift.
Other people around this person usually followed them,and a small group become like a family, like Jesus and his despises (I really can't spell, that's auto correct sorry :-3) Yh that's right, Jesus was a neko.
Each child will also gain a animal to transform into.
If you haven't guessed by now, I was born on the 12th eclipse of the second star.
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With out warning I jumped up out of my reclined position, hastily shoving the beanie onto my head, hoping that they had just brushed them by accident, and would think it was just my hair.
"Andy..." a quiet voice prodded for my attention, "Andy, your a..."
"Monster."
Cc's hesitant voice was cut of by the grunting lumber of, Jinxx?
I think that's what cc said before...
"Look man, I have no idea what your talking about." my voice sounded un-shore to my own ears, witch were currently straining against the thick fabric, no doubt making their outline obvious.
"LIES!!" An out raged snarl erupted from the small man, echoing around the room.
"Ok FINE!! I'm a neko ok? I'm HARMLESS!! There has NEVER been an attack by a neko and I have shown NO sines of changing that!! So what's with all this monster bull crap!!"
"Ok I guess, your right. Truce ok? I won't attack you as long as you don't disturb the peace. But just remember, you still broke the treaty and so I'm at liberty to kill you."
I stared into his ice blue eyes, his face just a few inches from mine. in them I saw sincerity.
Besides, I knew he couldn't do anything, hunters are not known for being fair, and so my word would hold more weight in the masked city than his.
"Okay... don't make me regret this hunter, we both know the masked ones won't take kindly to you attacking a defenceless neko un provoked."
"You won't."
I saw it then, in his eyes.
Determination, truthfullness.
I wasn't bluffing, no one out side of the neko community knows about what or whom the masked ones are.
They are elected every year, picked bye the nekos to cast fair judgement. They are not bound by the shackles of forced pacifism, that the rest of us must endure to keep our secret, and so they are feared by all.
The masked ones know about me, I am the first moons child in meany millennia, the last of which before me was killed in the pursuit of freedom. She was hailed as a queen after her death, her followers completing her mission and allowing her to rest in peace.
However, since her death the world has bacons corrupted again, and the moons beams must cleanse the souls of humanity.
I cannot fail.
They will not allow it.
And neither will I.
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