The Killer Felines Story

Introduction

Hi there! My names [------]. I'm currently in the forest with my friend. But y'all may not understand. So, let's rewind a bit. When I was young I had a cat that would stick with me everywhere.

Felines were my favorite. My parents didn't like me having the cat. They ended up getting rid of it when I was 6. I sort of snapped when that happened.

Im a shapeshifter but my parents never knew. I had shifted into a black panther and attacked them. The neighbors heard their screams and call the cops.

I was put in a lab after that. I was experiented on daily and tortured. By the time they actually gave me food it would feel like my stomach was trying to eat itself.

By the time I was about 12 someone had hacked the system and let everyone out. This person had met me outside and it actually was a little boy. Or so I though.

He was 17 but he was small and looked like Zelda. He had told me his name was Ben. We had became friends from there. He helped me get settle and used to the outside.

We stopped talking after a while since he had work somewhere all the time. I ended up going to school for a bit. But, a few people there would bully me day by day non stop.

Like usual, I grew tired of it. I told them to just end me and said,“I made a suicide note and everything. Just follow me to the forest and you can kill me there. Then you can get on with your life without trash like me.”

They believed me and followed into the forest. When we were deep enough I got the knife out of my bag that I had. I acted as if I would give it to them but stabbed them in the chest instead.

“Sorry I'm not ready to die right Meow!~ I have a purr-fect life now that your gone!~” I spoke in a psychotic tone. Little did I know someone was there. And saw everything.

After all of that I went to a shop and bout a cat bandana that covered my mouth and nose. I then got a mask that had cat ears on the top to cover my eyes. After all that I went get a black cloak so I could hide in the darkness.

From then I would go and kill everyone who abused there kids or bullied others. And remember how I said I was with a friend? That friend was a cat. The same cat from when I was little.

Apparently the cat was a shifter aswell that was looking after me. His name was Damien. He's a black cat shifter and he comes killing with me sometimes. Now, to where I am now...