Chapter III Dawn

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I suddenly open my eyes, staring at a different scenery. It wasn't dark as usual. No bright lights blinding my sight. What is this green earthy field I'm sitting on? I felt a sharp pain in my tail. I look down and notice my tail had become two, but now different. The resemble like the creepy man and others who have the same.

It was cold, and my stomach began to hurt and make noises. I rub it to see if it will stop. Suddenly lights appeared. I felt my heart jump. My heart kept sinking to the bottom of my stomach thinking it was the creepy man. I can't bear to see his face. I can't go back to that place. I heard the noise of a door opening. I felt the sudden rush go through my body. My claws slowly came out the tips of my fingers. Until I heard an unfamiliar voice. It didn't sound like the creepy man. It was different.

"Do you need help?"

I was too nervous to move. He was beautiful. I didn't know what to do. Should I run away? There's no water near me to swim. How can I swim with these two tails?  Suddenly I felt something warm and heavy on my shoulders. I jump and move away from the strange man in front of me. I reacted quick, he could be one of the creepy man friends who hurt me.

"It's ok, I'm not going to hurt you."

He said stepping closer.

I looked at the heavy material he put on my shoulders then glared back at him.

"My name is Jace."

He gently place's his hand on his chest identifying himself.

"Jace."

I repeated his name.

"Yes, Jace that's me."

He grinned which made my stomach feel fluttering pain that makes it difficult to breathe.

"What's your name?"

He said gesturing his hand toward me.

"N... N... Name?"

"Yes, what do they call you."

He said with his glistening eyes. I've only heard the creepy man called me Ceto.

"Me Cet... Ceto."

I struggle to pronounce my name.

"Ceto?"

He said raising an eyebrow. I nodded lightly, I don't know if I can trust Jace.

"It's beautiful, I like it."

He smiled. I felt my cheeks getting warm. Suddenly my stomach began to make weird rumbling noises.

"Are you hungry?"

I looked at him oddly.

"What's hungry?"

"That noise coming from here."

He points his finger to my stomach.

"It means you're hungry."

Is that it? Am I hungry?

"Come on, I'll make you breakfast."

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