Genre: Modern Fantasy
A red tailed hawk flew through the night sky above the city lights of New York. It looked down beneath it as it passed over central park, swooping down lower to the trees and spotting a couple kissing on a park bench. The hawk flew directly into their faces in a flurry of feathers and chaos, causing a few shouts of anger from the pair. Once it had accomplished its mission of pissing the love birds off, the hawk flew up into a tree and screeched at them, flapping its wings defiantly in a show of dominance. The male human gave a rude hand gesture before he and his partner headed off to find another place to make out and left the Hawk sitting up in the tree.
Garick had been having far too much fun while out in bird form and knew that he was probably pushing his luck. He'd been gone for a little over an hour and still had to return home. Deciding to start back, he picked up some wind under his wings and took to the skies again, leaving his perch behind. Once he reached the familiar house he called home, he swooped down in through the open window and landed gracefully on the sofa.
The last few months, Garick had been working on controlling his transformations from human to hawk and vice versa. Tonight marked the second time he was able to make a transformation willingly. The control he had over how long he remained a hawk was still limited though. It usually lasted a few hours if left to luck, but he was trying to force himself into initiating the transformation back on his own. Garick closed his animal eyes and focused, trying to force himself back into a human form.
A few moments passed and Garick opened his eyes once again, still covered in feathers. He let out a frustrated screech and started flapping his wings, picking up random objects in his living room with his talons and tossing them around the room, throwing a temper tantrum. After a good half an hour of this, he landed on the floor and layed down, exhausted.
The sound of a key jiggling the handle of the front door caused the hawk to look over in a panic. The new guy renting a room from Garick had no idea he was a shifter. A tired male opened the door only to stop dead in his tracks. Shocked, he first looked to the feathers and random objects littering the room, then to the hawk on the floor. If Garick had been capable of speech in this form, he would have used a few choice words about now. Nothing ever went according to plan.
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Xelyn_Craft is the author of several books/stories including:
Synthetic: Genesis
Oregon Grape
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Nothing Went As Planned - A Wattpad Writers Take On The Writing Prompt Exercise
General Fiction"Nothing went as planned." A collection of Flash Fiction from the talented Wattpad Forums Community. Stories contained within are used with the permission of some of the authors.
