The shifters

Do bring a knife to a gun fight

I gasped. Without thinking my only instinct was to dive down. "Ouch!" it hurt more than I thought it would. He immediately shot a new one which I, just barely, dodged. The sound of all of the birds in this one tree were really starting to annoy me. There are so many birds, the whole oak tree looks black.

"You know" he started off, "there really is no point to this. Were only in the first minute of this, and you're already starting to bore me."

How does anyone stand him? He's boring and has a heart as soft as a pile of rocks.

Wait that's it! Rocks!

He shot, yet another, bullet which I was prepared for this time. I did a forward somersault inches away from a pile of rocks. "Focus." I whispered to myself for reassurance. I picked up two rocks and threw them as hard as I could at Mr.headmaster. He flinched, almost in a comical way. While he was flinching I picked up two of the biggest rocks I could find, and did the same. But this time it wasn't at the naked mole rat. It was at the black crow invested tree.

Panicked crows swarmed everywhere making everyone blinded. At this time I shifted and disappeared into the woods. I was almost as panicked as the crows. All I could see was black, everywhere, and all I could hear was squawking everywhere. Panicking and not knowing what to do, I flew upward with such speed and velocity the adrenaline gave me.

I saw the vast blue sky and calmed down when all the black was gone. I gracefully swooped down into a sturdy oak tree and shifted. I touched the binocular charm and watched from a distance. I could see him, but he was shifted into the mole rat. Damn it! This is my perfect chance to shoot an arrow or knife or something at him. To bad it would definitely kill him though.

I shifted back into a hawk and went surprisingly unseen to a tall evergreen tree. I decided that moving to a taller tree would be to my advantage, since I knew he couldn't climb this high. I shifted and got out my binoculars again to find him. Found him! He was sleeping against an oak tree in human form. Not hidden. Yes, I'm the one who can't go to the academy.

I decided to shoot an arrow at him. Not as accurately to shoot him, but enough for him to realize that this isn't nap time. I pulled back my bow quite a lot to get the speed I wanted. I concentrated and when I thought it was ready I let it go.

That's something that I like about archery. It's almost as if it's a metaphor to life. When you love someone or something enough, you have the courage to let it go and hope for the best. That's why it has to hit the target, because if it doesn't, the whole thing would have just been a waste of time. Another failure. Another new start. Then again, it's all just a game.

I heard the strong "Whoosh!" of the arrow finding it's own way. Wait something's not right. I haven't heard the thunk of it hitting the tree yet.

Oh no.

I see a devious smirk wipe across the headmasters face. He caught my arrow. He wasn't asleep. But worst of all, he's see's me.

I'm so stupid! How could I think that the one of the best headmasters at the academy just decides to take a nap in the middle of a battle?

Answer: I'm an idiot.

Automatically, he gets out his gun and starts shooting like a manic. I shift and decide it's time to start facing my fears,isn't it? I fly towards him, dodging his bullets as if they were pieces of dust. When I get close enough to him I fly almost sideways tucking one talon in,and one talon out. I shift back into human form in midair. As soon as I can, I switch the tucking of my legs, bring the one that used to be tucked in powerfully out. This my friends, is what I like to call a flying sidekick.

The flying sidekick, (also known as the lazy kick, jumping kick, knock someone down kick etc.) is a kick that pretty much knocks everyone you do it to, down on the floor with broken ribs. Although, I can't take all the credit, since gravity does most of the work. I hope you appreciate that little history lesson.

I land perfectly on my feet standing tall. "Let's just get this over with." I said with a smirk equally as devious as his. Did I believe it? No. Was I confident I was going to win? No. Maybe though at some chance this will help him think I have something planned.

Think.

I jump on top of him, sitting on his chest to make it hard for him to breathe. I take out my best knife, Susan. Yes, OK, I admit it I named my knife Susan. Susan is one of my best and biggest knives. She didn't get used often so this was, like, a day at a theme park for her. They didn't happen often, but when the did, they were fun.

"Ready to give up yet?", I snarled, "Or will you have to meet Susan?"

"Not just yet." He said huffing and puffing.

cHe kicked my spinal cord raising me into the air. I don't think that he's figured out yet that I'm good with free fall. I shift into a HAWK for crying out loud! While in the air, I did a back flip and, of course, landed on my feet.

"It's gonna take a lot more than that, to make me fall on face." I said matter of factly.

He started shooting at me again, but was not as much as a problem before. This time I had Susan to deflect the bullets with. Susan saves my life again. Maybe bringing a knife to a gunfight is a good idea after all. I carefully reach over to my charm bracelet and rub the throwing knives charm. They magically appear onto my belt loop.

I get them out one at a time throwing them at him, while still deflecting and dodging bullets. I finally get a piece of his robe. The speed and velocity of my throwing skills forces the robe to move with the knife, getting him against, yet another oak tree. I throw three more pinning him against the oak tree. I take Susan out.

"So Susan is looking forward to meeting you," I begin, "And as you like to say, you shouldn't keep things waiting."

He shifts right in the middle of my diabolical speech. Manners! Right when I have him he just keeps finding a new get away!

He starts running. "Oh no you don't!" I say.

I shift when the most developing thought comes to mind. I'm a hawk. Hawks eat rats all the time. A slow smile crosses my mind.

I speed up so quickly it's hard to think about. I'm going so fast I can even hear my wings pushing the wind. I'm right behind him when he looks back in terror. Too late. I swoop down and catch him in my beak.

Remind me to sterilize my mouth afterwords.

I start going higher,and higher,and higher, until I think a good fifty feet is good. Or at least, good enough to drop your own headmaster out of the sky.

That's one thing that I will never have to worry about. Falling that is. I can always shift out of it, or at least land on my feet or shoulder.

But Mr.headmaster,well, he's not taking it to well...

In fact he's squirming around like he's having a seizure. It was very funny to watch. Yes, I might have gone too far, but it was entertaining to watch.

Alright party's over I'll go get him. I swooped down, caught him in my beak again, and put him on the ground.

He shifted back into his annoying self. "Why...I...you...little...", and then he ended with a big huff. Aragon came over.

"Way to go Stella! My favorite part was when you dropped ole Edgard here!" and then,he started laughing like an idiot.

"Well," Mole rat started, "Although it was a cruel joke, you were a lot better, clever, and stronger then I thought you'd be. Remember classes start tomorrow at 9:00-4:00, and don't be tardy. Elise at the front desk will assign you a dorm. Put all the stuff you have worn or taken form your previous dorm back. Welcome to the academy."