Chapter one: Getting Trampled

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How do I always get in these situations? Here I am again, surrounded by some thugs in the streets. How annoying. Why am I always the one to put them in there place. It seems like every time I think I've gotten all the people, more show up. I'll repeat myself. How annoying.                                                                        "I'll say it again real slow so your mind can grasp it." The larger one growled. "This is our domain." I let out a bored sigh and watched as a few of his pack came racing towards me. This never made any sense to me, if your going to fight at least fight in your true form . Wait, I forgot. These two-legged beasts were in their true form. How pathetic.                                                                                                       Humans are so strange. Don't they know all the possibilities if they could transform into something stronger? I, for example, always like to fight in my true form. Okay, okay . So maybe it isn't my true form, but....                                                                                                                                                                      The thug got a few inches closer to me, dragging me out of my thoughts. I  easily pushed to the left an he went tumbling over my foot where his face then collided with the asfault floor of the ally. What an idiot. I looked back at the other ones and flashed a grin that said 'who's next?'.                                              Some coward enough for me to see, but the largest man, who I assumed to be this group's alpha, kept a steady gaze at me before he charged forward as well. I watched with curiosity as he began to glow. So these weren't normal humans! I wander what he would turn into...

I'll admit I was a bit shocked at his transformation. He caught me off-guard as he barrled into me. Even my trained eye couldn't catch his form until I hit the ground with the full force of my weight on my shoulder. this was a great day to wear a t-shirt! My arm was all nice and bloody now because of the contact.                                                                                                                                                                                    I scolded myself for being so dumb and them forced my eyes up to my opponent. I just broke the top rule. By slamming into me, I lost eye contact with him, making him superior to me. The form he tookwas a big brown bear with large teeth. Whether it was his true formor not, I didnt know. 

I'll finish this chapter soon . I have to do some stuff. 

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