Recap: Leo has found something interesting on the Crowns to the Cat Kingdom and has asked Tyra to come over to check it out.
He showed me a faint indent on the outside of the King's crown. His finger travelled over it and the heat seemed to do something strange to it. The indent began to glow in a red light and his eyes widened in fear. He dropped the crown, like it was a hot ember, but it didn't stop there. This weird red glow wound its way in a similar pattern on Leo's arm. He fainted.
I screamed at him to wake up and then, for help. Deciding it was worse to leave him alone, I shook him. The red light didn't wind its way through to me though and I realised that my ring was illuminating in a similar white glow. The white glow spread across, overtaking the position of the red and it faded back.
"Tyra?" he mumbled groggily, as he'd come to. "Tyra. I had the weirdest dream and you will not believe what I saw."
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Somewhere else, the leader with piercing green eyes had that dream again. He woke up in a sweat once more. He sat up and his right-hand man came to comfort him. The leader snarled and the right-hand man backed away, trembling. That brown-black hybrid.
He refused to believe it for a second. It was just a dream. Just a reoccurring dream. It meant nothing.
He fell asleep again. This time he was back and he was out to look for that brown-black hybrid. If it was to kill him, he would kill it first. Arming himself with a short blade dagger, he stormed out into the forest to confront it.
'And there it is. That little ***** who's going to kill me again,' he thought.
It spotted him and narrowed its eyes. It cried out in a high-pitched voice. This was a girl. A brown-black hybrid girl that had killed him a million times before. He would not let her get away with it.
"Leave everyone alone. You owe me a battle!" she screamed.
"And why so? I've never seen the likes of a girl like you!" he spat in detest. He ran at her, knife pulled out at the last second to plunge it deeply into her heart.
It shocked him when the blade was kicked out of his hand and she vanished into thin air. Dust and dirt fogged the air, making him wheeze. Leaves scattered. There was no trace of the girl.
He felt the next move, as the pain began to set in. Along his back now was a forming line, dampened by drops of blood. He cursed himself, but thanked the stars. She'd come out of hiding.
"It is time!" she cried. She launched herself up into the foliage and disappeared again. His sharp eyes could just make out her outline and he attacked with precision and accuracy. She fell with a grunt and had been wounded. His fallen blade glinted nearby. He smirked.
As he went to grab it, she stood up and concealed herself again. He chucked the dagger blindly like a dart. It whistled in the wind, embedding itself deeply into the thick trunk of a tall tree. It was, naturally, the best hiding spot.
He heard a rustle behind him and he turned to face... nothing. It was a false alarm. He turned back around the right way and he was hit by a blinding blur of black, tinged with brown. With a slash on the face, he howled in pain and covered it. Blood stained his hand and splattered on the ground.
A twang of dizziness overcame him and he limped unsteadily to the tree to use as support. He saw something pouncing towards him and he pushed it away with a force more powerful than ever. It landed with a soft thud and a satisfying yelp. He smiled, as he stood again. Recovering slowly, but gradually, he ran away from the forest.
The hybrid was dead and the job was done.
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Time has been against me, so what will be published is the unedited, brief version until the end of the year. I really have been following the brief (pun intended) of the Short Story section for this story. The original story itself was only 24 pages long, so chapters have been ridiculously short as a result.
For now, you can check up on a more recent story that I've been writing, called "Pressed Masks" (previously called "Mask"). "Pressed Masks" is filled with romance, the press, super heroes, mystery and identity crises.
Any comments and suggestions for both stories are very welcome.
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Unprecedented (Feline Hybrid Version) [UNEDITED]
Short Story“You are one unprecedented lady.” One prophecy. One girl. An enemy declaring war. Tyra had always been the disappointment of her family, but the day that she transforms into a brown-black furred half-cat, called a feline hybrid, is the day that her...