There are so many things going on with Annette's body now. The excruciating stomach pains, as if a knife is being driven and twisted through her guts; the weird dreams of the man that talks of 'the 13 experiment', the giant blisters that appear on her skin when she stays out in the day too long, the seizure that she rarely remembers having, and now she has attacked and bitten her own mother. What was happening to her? This has never happened before, and it all started on the night of her 16th birthday. Was it some sort of stage of puberty? No, it couldn't be, normal teenagers' hormones are not this wild. Normal teens have trouble deciding what to wear or which boy to go out with. Not this.
Whatever was going on inside of her was anything but normal. It's as if a disease had taken over her body and mind. She had people she cared about that are hurting because of her. Her best friends, Dann and Keira, were all the friends she ever had in her life, for everyone else in her school thought she was too different to be treated like a human. Her mom was furious and scared of her and her policeman father didn't know what to with her. All that she ever had and loved was disappearing in her life because of this wretched. . .thing that was controlling her.
Her blue eyes, waist-length brown hair and model body with black fingernails couldn't get her out of this one, nor could the doctors that were trying to figure out what's wrong. It was something that they just couldn't explain. It was too unnatural and not a human disease or disorder or whatever it is.
Maybe it's a calling. Maybe it's just temporary. Maybe it'll be the only thing that really disappears in her life.
Or maybe. . .she's turning into something that she doesn't want to be: a monster.
Annette Dartrale is morphing into something that will change her life forever, permanently. What could it possibly be?
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.