Legacy: Razor Series (4)

Shifting

I look out the window at my back yard. I loved that back yard. So many good memories. I remember always playing in that back yard. I see my reflection in the window and I see how much I have changed. I turn away from the window, holding my last box, and walk out to the living room, where my mother is cry on the couch. I put down my box and walk over to her. I hold her in my arms and I let her cry on me.

"It's alright mom. I'm just going to be right down the street." I say, needing to get back to the apartment and help my best friend Peter unpack. I hold her for a bit and she keeps crying. "I'll visit every week. Okay?" I say to her and she nods, still can't believe that her eighteen year old son is already moving out. Get up, kiss her on the forehead, and walk out of the house. I get into my pick up truck and head to the apartment.

The drive takes ten minutes, at the least with this rain. I get out and trying to block the box from the water. I walk in and see that some of the laundry is thrown around. I look down and see a nerf gun and a note. I pick them both up. 'Grant, I am somewhere in the house with another one. Try and find me. Who ever loses has to do the winners laundry.' I hold the gun and see him in the mirror across the room. Peter had dark brown hair and brown eyes. He always wore something nerdy, like his life depended on it.

He spins out from the corner and shoots, but I'm already hidden behind another wall. I see him walk into the middle of the room through the mirror facing into that room. I hold only my right arm with the gun out behind me. I use the mirror to aim and I shoot the foam bullet at his chest. He practically throws the gun in protest.

"Oh hell no. Thats complete crap." he says and I shrug.

"Have fun with my laundry. And its all, well, everywhere." I say looking around the room. I help him gather the clothes and he walks out the front door. I walk into the kitchen and lean on the counter. The T.V. is on, so I watch that. A news reporter talks about the attack at the pier two years ago. No one really knows what happened. They also start talking about the Razor. I remember around that time I lost about three days and was found at pier thirty one. I remember seeing the Razors face and that's it. I just woke up. They start talking about how Metas need to be suppressed. I clench my fist as tight as I can without causing it to bleed.

Out the corner of my eye, I see, what looks like, a bottle cap start to float in mid air. I turn and see the bottle cap with my full vision, my fist still clenched. I see that the bottle cap is floating in mid air. I step back and open my hand back up. As I open my hand, the bottle cap drops and I stare at it in shock. Did I just make a bottle cap float? I hear the door open.

"How did you make that shot?" Peter asks as he closes the door and walks into the kitchen. I don't answer and he looks at me confused. "Grant what's wrong?" he asks me but I don't answer. I clench my fist and the bottle cap floats, but so does several other things around us.

"I'm a Meta." I say in fear and shock. Peter signs in releaf.

"Oh, thank god, your one too." he says and I shoot him a look.

"Your one too!?" I yell at him. He looks surprised by the yell. He nods his head like he wanted to say 'no shit'. "How long have you known?" I ask him.

"For a while. I just can't control mine." he says and I motion to him wondering what it is. "I can shapeshift, only in can't decide the animal." he says and I chuckle. "Shut up." he says "whats yours any way."

"I don't really know. I can make that float." he turns and I decide to try something. I start to float but I go all the way to the roof. I land on my back with a thud and Peter turns back around.

"Grant? Where the hell did you go?" he asks and I stand up.

"Look up." I say and he does. When he see me standing on the roof. His jaw slacks open.

"Holy shit." he says still having his mouth open. I flip down and land on my feet this time. He looks at me amazed.

"Your turn." I say and he looks at me like I'm insane. He shakes his head no. "Oh come one. Just once so I can see." he goes in to the middle of the empty living room. His body starts to shift and his arms turns scailey. He starts to shrink and he turns out going into a camoto dragon. So, just a big lizard. He walks over to me and jumps on me. He knocks me to the grond. I push him off and stand back up. We hear knock on the door. Shit, he is still a lizard. "Change back." I wisper to him, but he seems unable to.

I pick him up and put him in a closet. He makes a weird noise and I tell him to shut up. I walk over and open the door. In see the owner of the building and almost faint. He can't find peter because he doesn't allow pets and it's Peter!

"Hey, Jack. How are you?" I ask him.

"I'm fine." he says not saying any more. He walks and and start to look around the building. He walks down the hall Peter is in and in almost die. He doesn't see anything wrong and starts to walk out. Then, Peter makes a noise that sounds like a weird sneeze. He walks back in and down the hall. He opens the door to find a eight foot long lizard in my closet.