Hybrid

Chapter One

Fizzy had an active imagination, as the doctors liked to call it. Fizzy called it an alternative life, or hallucinations. So it wasn't a surprise to Fizzy when he woke up one day, discovering he had cat ears, no longer human ears, when he reached up to run a hand through his raven hair.

Upon getting out of bed, he noticed something absurdly different, and stepped in front of the mirror. His eyes widened as he noticed the long tail that seemed to have grown straight out of his lower back. He figured it was just another hallucination, although it felt so real, and quickly went to the bathroom. He popped one of his prescribed pills into his mouth, washing it down with a gulp of water. The pills helped him with his wild imagination.

Fizzy strolled back into his room lazily and opened his closet, picking out a simple pair of red skinny jeans and a black button up shirt. He got changed, the outfit complimenting his petite, feminine body. "Fizzy, breakfast!" His mother called up the stairs, and he smiled, opening his door and skipping down stairs. "Good mor-!" His mom gasped, almost dropping the plate she was carrying. "Fizzy...? Th-that's a costume, right?" She asked nervously, her eyes flickering from his ears to the tail that didn't quite get covered by his pants.

Fizzy froze, unsure how to react. He cleared his throat. "Uh, y-yeah, mum." He said, an edge to his voice that didn't go unnoticed by his concerned mother. "Why, it looks so real!" His mom said, reaching forward to touch the ears. Fizzy stepped back nervously, then nearly face palmed, realizing how suspicious it would make her. "Yeah. Um, I'm not hungry." He lied, bolting up the stairs. He almost slammed the door to his room, making sure to lock it. He heard his dad enter the kitchen downstairs, followed by hushed whispers.

He tried to calm his heart, which was currently beating like a bumble bee's wings, and leaned against the door. "...cat ears...tail too..." He heard snippets of the conversation between his parents. "...going too far..." "...so realistic though..." "....just a costume of his...sure..." "....don't think so..." His heart thumped, and he slid to the floor, putting his ear to the crack of the door. That one dreaded word was all he needed to hear. "....hybrid...".

Fizzy's eyes widened, and his hand flew to his mouth, from which a choked gasp escaped. Surely he wasn't a hybrid! He couldn't be! Aren't people born as hybrids?

His stomach growled, cutting off his thoughts. He heard footsteps coming up the stairs, and quickly ran to his bed, pulling the covers up over his body and head. Someone knocked on the door. "Fizzy? Are you alright?" His dad asked worriedly. "I don't feel very well. I think I'm gonna stay home from school today." He croaked out, barely even having to fake the sick voice in the state he was in. "Okay. Let your mom know if you need anything, I'm going to work." His dad said, a different tone in his voice, definitely one of suspicion.

Fizzy closed his eyes, frantic thoughts flying through his head. Hybrid. Hybrids were something rare in society. Anyone to be in possession of one was considered lucky (and rich by circumstance), yet anyone who had one as a family member was considered cursed and diabolical. That's about all he knew.

For the rest of the day, he mainly laid in bed, the knot of worry in his stomach too tight for him to feel any hunger. He had only got up once to go to the bathroom, leaving his door unlocked. He figured that it didn't really matter whether his parents knew or not; they'd suspect it anyway.

He heard the front door close as his dad got home from work, and heard his mum greet him tensely. Then two sets of footsteps started up the stairs to his room, and he felt ready to puke. The door opened without the two of them knocking.

"You, pack your bags." His dad said gruffly, his mum giving him a steady look. "What?!" Fizzy exclaimed, sitting rigid and upright in bed. He looked from his dad's face to his mum's, looking for some sign.

"You're a disgrace to your family. We knew you were lying. Now listen to your father." His mum said sternly, leaving the room. "You have ten minutes to be out of here." His father seethed, leaving the room seemingly without a trace of regret.

Fizzy knew exactly what they were talking about. He was shocked, face pale, as he dragged out his duffle bag from under his bed, pulling it over to his closet and stuffing in as many clothes as he could while in his daze. He put his toothbrush, toothpaste, hairbrush, reading glasses, a few books, his phone, and a blanket in as well, then tip toed downstairs with the bag. He darted to the fridge, grabbing a water bottle, then grabbed a box of cereal from the cupboard, putting those in as well. He ran to the front door, slipping his high top black converse on.

Taking one last look at the house he may never see again, he opened the door, heart thumping as the shouts of his parents chased him out the door. He flew down the porch steps and ran down the street.

And he never looked back.

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[A/N]
End of chapter one! What do you guys think? I'm so excited for your opinions! AJ and I wrote this chapter together. (: We'll write the next chapter once we get a few votes and comments. <3

- Grey x