The Parker Twins

Answers In The Past (2)

Hope opened her eyes in confusion, feeling strangely lightheaded and weird. She pushed herself up, pausing as she realized she was on a bed.

A small bed.

Hope knew she was short but she wasn't that short. Her feet weren't even close to the end of the bed. Was she lying sideways?

One look confirmed nope, she was not sideways. Then, how the hell did she become a sasquatch?

Hope glanced down at herself. "What the fuck?" She shouted. Then, she froze in shock.

Her voice was so freaking high and her body...

Well, let's just say that she was most definitely not a woman anymore.

"Oh hell no, " Hope whispered and jumped off the bed, but ended up tumbling to the floor.

Most would think she would get back up and rush to a mirror or something, but that was not what Hope did.

Instead, she let herself lay flat on the wooden floor panels. Trying to find the will to continue.

Because let's be real here, if she went to look in the mirror, she knew that whatever it was she would find would suck either way.

So what was the point?

May as well wallow in self-misery on the cold unforgiving floors, rather than to give herself a heart attack by looking at herself in a mirror.

Damn, that sounds depressing. Aw, who cared, depressing situations called for states of self-pity and hatred.

A natural part of a teenager's life.

Hope stared up at the ceiling, silently taking note of her new and strange body.

She could no longer feel her wolf side, which meant it was either no longer there, or for some reason, it hadn't been triggered.

She wasn't sure which one she was hoping for more.

On one hand, if she no longer felt it, it could mean that she was possessing another body somehow, which wouldn't be that hard to transfer back into her original self once she found where her body was.

On the other hand, if it hadn't been triggered, that meant she was still in her own body, just smaller and younger.

The advantage of that was that she had access to her magic and was still a tribrid. And all she had to do was find a way to age herself back up or something.

Right? That's all it is.

Hope paused as she felt a fear that was not her own.

Uh, what? Was there someone in her brain along with her? That was freaky as hell.

Also, it didn't make sense.

When people possess bodies they do not sense the person they are possessing. Nor should she sense feelings if she was de-aged or something.

What if she was possessing herself? Hope's eyes widened in horror. That just sounded horrible.

Hope pushed herself up into a sitting position and closed her eyes. Trying to put herself into a meditative state.

But she failed. Hope opened her eyes, frustrated.

She pushed herself up and slowly walked over to the mirror. Stopping in front of it.

Hope stared at the little girl in the mirror that was probably around 9 or 10. It was most definitely her.

How the hell did this happen?

The last thing she remembered was facing the black magic possessed Josie in Josie's mind and then nothing.

Hope's facial expression changed from confused to worried instantly.