Charlie regained consciousness slowly, and when he finally opened his eyes, he found himself alone in a hospital-like room. He was lying on a bed, and as he sat up, he realized that he had changed. He had cheetah fur all over his body and a cheetah's tail. "What the actual fuck?" Charlie thought, examining his extremely altered appearance with a newfound curiosity.
As he looked himself over, he realized he was nude. Luckily, when he glanced around the room, he found a closet full of clothes his size. Charlie pulled on a red shirt and some jeans that had a hole for his new tail. He also had seen a mirror and went to look in it. He seemed to have become an anthropomorphic version of his name tag animal, a cheetah.
Once he figured out exactly what he'd become, he began to realize why. It was because of those damned scientists! They did this to him! But why? His mind began to run at a million miles a minute as he pondered this question. Why would they do this to him? The question was so simple, but the answers could be infinite, or there might be no answer at all.
Charlie sat down on the bed, defeated. He didn't know what to do. He had just gone through a huge change, possibly the most important one of his life, and yet he only wanted to focus on the why. He felt as if he should be more concerned with the fact the change had occurred rather than why it had occurred. Charlie let out a long sigh and decided he would sleep on it.
As soon as his head hit the pillow, sleep scooped him up like a bird of prey, and he was out.
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Survival of the Fittest
Teen FictionFour teens with trouble in their pasts go to a lab to be fixed, but they get much more then what they wanted. Charlie's a jock with a car accident in his past that left him orphaned. Lizzie's the envy of her school but suffers from an extreame anxi...
