Sweet Creature (L.S)

The tortured life

So this is a new story I decided to write! I've wanted to write one about a hybrid and now I have! I hope you guys and enjoy and vote and comment! I am actually very excited about this! Hope you enjoy reading!

Harry's POV:

I swished my tail around viscously as I waited for the normal morning routine in this dump. I was in a squatting position with my hands pressed to the bottom of the cold, metal cage, only because it was a small square and there wasn't much room. My ears twitched in different directions as I listened to footsteps several rooms down. I hated it here with a passion. This isn't a facility to rehabilitate and teach hybrids as they claim, it's a prison that hates hybrids just as much as we hate them. I was fine where I was, running free in the forest was my life. It wasn't always the best experience but at least I was free. At least I still had what was left of my family. My younger brother and two little sisters were taken from me. After my mum was captured, my dad tried taking care of us but our house was burned down. It was intentional to kill us, the government knew where all the hybrids lived. The only one who died was my father who risked his life to save us. I remember my sisters looking up at me, hoping I had a answer to what we were going to do next. I was only 14 and had a 8 year old brother and two twin sisters that were 6 years old. So, I did what my instincts told me to do. I ran, I grabbed their hands and ran into the forest.

We lived in the trees for a few days, I looked after them the best I could. I smiled trying to remember their faces. My little brother, Joseph, had curly hair like mine except his was a light brown. He also had green eyes as well, he was a trouble maker for sure. We bumped heads several times while he was under my care but I still loved him. My two little sisters, they were something else. They are twins but then they aren't. It's quite complicated. My mum was pregnant with Abby at first and was only expected to have one child like a human. But, my mum was a Hybrid...so after a month the doctor saw another egg growing next to the first. Just because my mum was pregnant, it didn't mean she stopped producing more eggs. It also doesn't mean my parents stopped having sex while she was pregnant either. So, Anna then came into the picture. She's a month behind Abby in development and is a bit slower and weaker but she was my life. I loved her and Abby as if they were the reason I breathed. Abby had light brown hair like my brothers except it was straight, but Anna had dark brown hair and it was curly like mine. They both were so different but yet the same, well at least they looked similar. They both had bright blue eyes and a smile that could heal a persons soul. Well, at least that is what it seemed like to me.

I miss them dearly, I don't even know if they are alive. We were separated right when we were captured. They were so young! Usually they kill hybrids less then seven years of age. I know my brother is alive somewhere but for the twins...I don't know. You would think they would make a exception but these people are cruel. People buy young hybrids faster then they will older so they have a better chance at raising them. I've been here since I was fourteen...I'm now eighteen. Four years. Four years wasted in this shithole. Four years without my siblings. Four years of pure torture. No one wanted me, they said I was to aggressive. Well, how would you feel to be parentless and have your siblings ripped away from you? I hope you didn't expect me to prance around joyfully in a field of flowers, when in reality I want to burn this place to the ground like they did to my home.

Suddenly the door creaked open. I heard heavy footsteps make their way down the aisle full of cages that contained depressed and weakened hybrids. The heavy footsteps stopped infront of my cage as I looked at the grey covered boots. It was a ugly grey. It looked like the color of my tail and ears. My ears and tail use to be a chocolate brown, my fur was so soft on the cat like features. Once they soon realized no one wanted me, they used me as a test subject. They injected me with shots and prodded at my body with needles. I started shedding like a real animal, my fur slowly became the gloomy grey it is today. I became their test guinea pig or something, injecting me with painful needles every few seconds without warning. They wonder why I'm so aggressive?.