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You eat spaghetti,  you become Italian. You eat an egg roll, you become Chinese. A woman pulls a gun on you, sets a plate of unrecognizable food in front of you and says, "Eat this." 

I was a world class eater. I have been all over the world and have been all sorts of ethnicities. Never before was I scared to eat food. That changed when this lady came into the restaurant and pulled a gun on me. She had one of her minions that came in with her, bring out a plate of food. 

She placed in front of me and said, "Eat this." 

I was scared. It looked exotic and dangerous. I change into the ethnicity of the type of food. But I had a feeling this food was going to change my life. 

I slowly took a bite, watching her gun as I did . I felt the tingling sensation as I changed. 

She smiled evil as she shows me my reflection in a hand held mirror. 

I was a creature with color shifting  eyes and hair. I smiled and saw fangs. 

" What am  I ," I asked, startled by my appearance. 

"You are a shifter," the mysterious lady said, as she set the mirror down and you are my personal shifter from now on. 

"What," I asked startled, but was knocked out before I could even attempt to run away. 

"Welcome little one, " she cooed softly , smiling, " to your new life. "

With that she waved at her minions, and they picked the new shifter up and took him to his new home, where he became the most feared being of the world. 


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