Crosonia's POV
I was getting strange looks as I made my way into the city.
I probably look terrible.
My face is most likely flushed from dragging my heavy suitcase, my hair matted from sweating, eyes a dark blue.
I'm stressed. But I shouldn't be considering I'm away from Klaus. Away from Klaus.
I wonder what that bastard could be doing right now, probably sleeping with Jessica.
I didn't deserve this. For God's sake, why did he even resurrect me if he knew he'd end up throwing me away like trash. I think I'd prefer to be dead now.
I didn't even have a plan for when I make it back to my town.
I'm broke, I only packed a small amount of clothes because I have no other bag. This sucked.
If I go back to school, I'll have to face Emily, Nick, Scottie, maybe Jake unless he's dead. I don't even know how my mom is taking this all in.
I used my abilities in front of her when I wasn't supposed to. That's apart of the law. I remember Klaus' words.
Shapeshifters stay hidden from Humans.
I hate this. He's been in my head all day. I'm supposed to not care. Shut off my feelings. It's just so hard.
No boy has ever shown so much concern toward me before. Nobody.
So yeah, it hurt like a son of a bitch, but that's life I guess.
Well, if I were still human.
Oh right, my powers.
They're starting to irritate me. It's like my feelings change them and my appearance. My eyes change all types of colors.
My hair turns frizzy, straight, curly.
My nails even grow sharper at times.
It's scaring me, if I get angry at someone I love, I'll end up hurting them accidentally.
Right now I'm frantically searching for an easier more normalized portal way to the human world.
I can't stay here, not for long. I'm already tempted to go running back to Klaus.
I needed to find an airport, a train, a bus, a car or something.
I stopped walking, watching people swarm around me, hurriedly trying to make it to their destinations.
I wonder what normal shape shifters can do.
But that wasn't important. I need to leave.
A man that looked like he was at least in his 60s strides by. I should ask him where transportation is. Wait, that's true.
Where is all the transportation?
All I see is cars owned by normal civilians driving by. No buses. No taxi's. I shook my head and called out to the man.
"Excuse me, sir!" I was a bit embarrassed when people around me stared at me as if I were crazy.
The man kept walking, he didn't hear.
"Sir! May I ask you something?, it's really important!"
The man stopped and turned around. I expected him to be a miserable old dude but surprisingly, he gave me a small smile.
He asked "Yes? How may I help you young lady?"
"I need to leave Linola, but I need a normal, human way to get back to my home town".
"Okay, you see that lamp post down the street to your left?"
I turned and surely saw an elegant looking lamp post.
"Yes, what about it?" I was genuinely confused.
"You stand next to it, and think about a bus coming. It will surely come". He smiled showing the crinkles beside his mouth and eyes.
"So, I use my abilities to make it come?"
"Exactly that, You've got a lot to learn intagnia".
I opened my mouth in surprise. How did he know I was an intagnia? Holy shit, he's gonna get all of the shape shifters in Linola to come jack me up.
"W-Who told you that I was an intagnia?" I raised my eyebrow.
He chuckled softly. "It's obvious".
He spoke again "What's your name intagnia?"
"Crosonia Malenzo"
He smiled "I'm Chuck, try not to be like our old intagnia".
Well that was fucked up.
"Excuse me sir, fyi, I can assure you that I'm-"
I couldn't even finish my sentence, the bastard changed into a small house cat and ran away.
I rolled my eyes. Damn pussy.
I started walking down the street to the lampost, dragging my suitcase.
If this guy Chuck was lying to me about this polar express shit, I'm jumping off of the face of the earth.
People kept staring, I mean what the actual fuck, is there a vagina on my forehead?
One homeless man was leaning on the wall, his eyes literally staring straight at me. I've had enough.
"Excuse me you, can I fucking help you?" Oops. I tried asking nicely.
He stayed silent. I rolled my eyes and kept walking. I'm nearly to that damn lamp post.
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The Unnatural
ParanormalCrosonia Malenzo, a 17 year old senior girl with normal highschool issues. Tests, homework, bullies. One day, Crosonia is unexpectedly murdered. She is later resurrected with enough supernatural abilities to dislevel the Earth. Will Crosonia forgive...