Love and War

Love and War

Prologue:

“Mama, Mama please don't! Mama!!!” I screamed tears running rampant down my dirty face. “Mama!!!” I pleaded again. I struggled against the two burly men dragging me away from my mother. I was being sent away, my mother and my father are sending me away. All because of my genetics, because I was a shifter.

“Papa!!!” I sobbed kicking and thrashing wildly. “Mama!! Papa!!”

The men sent to pick me up were from an asylum for the shifters. They didn’t waver as I screamed and cried so loud neighbors were coming to investigate the commotion. They threw me onto the back of a black van and tied my wrists above my head.

“Mama!!!” I screamed again. Tears streamed freely down my parents faces. Regret was a dominate emotion filling the sir suffocating me. They didn’t want to send me away their only child. But they didn’t want a shifter for a daughter either.

Once a shifter shifts for the first time they become abominations of society. I was only seven, the youngest recorded first shift. I was to be studied till the day I drew my last breath.

“Mama,” I sobbed. I turned from the windows. She hated me, they hated me. I wasn’t loved, because if I was I would be at home safe in my mother’s arms, not being sent away like a rabid animal. That one day would change me forever; it would lead me to my decisions as a grown woman. I could have been a sweet girl, but because I was a genetic twist, ostracized by society I would be a cold blooded killer.

Short but a taste of what's to come! Vote and comment if you think I shoulde stick with it!!!

                                                           ~Lacy