Mystic. [Old]

Chapter 7:

"You should get some rest. You can either use that worn out bed in my room or sleep on the floor, your choice," Tiffany gazed out of a broken window, noticing it was still daylight. "Ok, I'll sleep on the bed.." Jordyn looked out the window as well, "Thank you. Once again, for saving me from the lab. And for taking care of me."

"No problem, I'll wake you up if I need you ok?" Jor nodded and went into the bedroom to sleep. Tiffany watched and formed back into a human and sighed. She brought out the paper from her pocket and checked off her name. So I got all 42 numbers before me, still need to try and get everyone else out. If they aren't dead of course. If I got the number 545, that means there are more than 500 I still need to save. Tiffany scratched at the paper a little. I need a team. I wonder if that sonofabitch (the Man) is still alive? She had a serious expression on her face now. He probably is. I wonder if I could use Jor to help me get all these creatures to escape. I would have to teach her of course. And give her a simple, easy, probably weak person to retrieve. For practice of course. Tiffany went to a drawer in the kitchen and pulled out more charts of animals from the lab. Vampires. Werewolves. Reapers. Fish. Mermaids. An Animal shapeshifter that's it! She looked at the description on the paper.

Weaknesses: Arm. Birthmark of an dog paw, hit it, she gets weaker. Most likely silver weapon against her could bring her down as well.

Species: Animal shapeshifter/Human

Age: 16 or so.

Pain Tolerance: Weak, vulnerable in many places.

Description: Average tall height. A bit chubby, large muscles, legs, etc. Animal paw on upper left arm/shoulder. Golden, dirty blonde hair. Freckles.

Gender: Female.

Chip: Yes.

Real Name: Victoria.

Chip? No number? I guess they get implanted with a chip nowadays instead of a number, new technology. God dammit. That means a tracker I have to dissect and rip out. That's gonna suck. Tiffany went through more drawers scanning some papers quickly, looking who had chips and who had numbers. Numbers would be easier to get. Chips are the newbies who just got transported in. Oh well. I'll ask Jordyn some questions after she awakens. And then I'll explain that we need to save people like us. Hopefully she trusts me. Tiffany walked to her room to see if Jor was alright. She was sleeping soundly, probably better than sleeping in a cell of course.

Tiffany stared for a while and teleported inside of a store, Target. Looking around to see if anyone noticed her, she proceeded to walk with caution. She grabbed a few food items and walked to a register. She gazed up and the face she saw was Teeny. In utter shock, she bounced back. "Are you alright sweetie? You look as if you've seen a ghost." Tiffany blinked a few times and the face change. It was a woman with long blonde hair and brown streaks, she was shorter than her. Tiffany nodded and took some money from her pocket, ready to pay. After doing so she dashed out of the target and onto the streets. She took out a coke from her bag and tasted a sip of it.

Teeny and Freckles were always strangely nice to her. Either because it was a command by the Man or because they actually liked Tiff. Tiffany kinda liked them both too, despite her situation. She enjoyed imagining if they were animals, what they would be. Teeny would be some sort of animal, like a gremlin hybrid or a ghost perhaps. Freckles could be a meek werewolf or a mummy. She always asked, "Why do I have to be here?"

Teeny replied with, "Because we think something is either wrong with you, or you could help us, dear."

"But I don't think there is..." She mumbled to herself.

"We know, but you are different from regular humans. And you did kill your parents..." Tiffany nodded slightly in response, "Yeah..."

Tiffany decided to walk back to her old apartment this time. As she stepped in she saw Jor inspecting some her weapons which were laid out on the floor. Her eyes widened and she grabbed her arms before she could pick one up. "Don't. Touch. Those."