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Prologue - Lifeline

There was a time when creatures had to hide from humans, because they feared the worst. The worst did happen: when the human race found out, a lot of them were scared which resulted into years of conflict. Then the conflict ended, no one seems to really know why, one day they just finally saw reason.

They weren't so scared anymore, and they weren't so hateful. Of course, some still wanted us dead, but most of them were very open and kind. A lot of us started a life with them, because we didn't fear that we would die anytime soon.

Unfortunately, reality was bound to strike.

6 years after my birth, my family was attacked. We were captured and tortured for a year. My mum had died from it - her last words to us were I love you. I remember everything like it was yesterday. My father was in pain but still fighting back, for us.

My brother - twin brother - was taken first to the lab. After a couple of experiments, he was found in a critical state. It was fatal. So they took me instead. I lasted longer - I lasted two years -, and by then, I was told my father and brother had died.

To this day, I don't know what happened to them, but if they weren't dead then, then they surely are now. After all, it happened 77 years ago, and if you're not immortal, then those experiments killed you.

I remember my torturers clearly. Both of them were very tall - as tall as I am now - and they were both humans who have passed what they do from generation to generation. They are dead today, but their children and grand children continue to haunt me.

The first time I was captured - the two years I spent being genetically altered - I was 6 years old, as I said before.

They started by torturing me - they wanted to know my limit. Now they knew I was 6 years old so they didn't do enough to kill me then; but they took turns raping me, and then when they were done with that, they would get their silver torturing tools - and everyone knows silver is the only thing that can really hurt and kill a supernatural being.

After the torturing, they started with their real mission - to genetically alter me, turning me into a monster. I still don't know why they did what they did: was it the need to know what would happen if they reunited what they feared, or perhaps they just wanted to hurt me continuously?

I was initially a wolf - born one too - but they changed me into something no one knows, into something no one actually understands. A monster, I call myself. But I'm much more than that.

They injected me with neko DNA first, because there were a lot of similarities between the two species. The change wasn't instant - it was painful and lasted a bit more than a month. The changes however, were evident: I could hiss, I grew a tail and ears, I couldn't change into a wolf properly - all I could do was sharpen my vision, my sense of smell and augment my strength -, but I was lucky because I still had my wolf inside of me - Jericco supported me until the very end.

Then came the demon genes. They didn't inject me with demon DNA. No, they wanted to see me suffer more, and what better choice than get a real demon to change me. He wasn't willing - that I knew and he even apologized. The pain was instant, but the changes occurred in a span of three months - three very painful months. My face turned into one of a demon everytime I was mad - which was most of the time, when I didn't feel defeated. I hated my face for a long time - it looked like my skin was burnt, ripped from my face and we could clearly see the blood, bones and inside of my face.