Ashling
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  • Reads 16
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  • Parts 14
  • Time 52m
Ongoing, First published Mar 22, 2022
Mature
Everyone has a beginning, the start of every fairy tale story always starts once upon a time. But this? Isn't a fairy tale, and in no way am I a damsel in distress either. Well, except for mine. I guess I should really start from the beginning huh?

I was born Ashling Sawyer Whalen. I was the first child that was adopted by Gayle and Thomas Whalen. I was a mere six months old when they brought me back to their house, the beginning of their family. I was raised on a ranch in the Midwest, I could tell you the town but it's nothing but a blip on a map not even worth mentioning. I was about four years old when Gayle and Thomas brought both, my brothers, home. Jason and Max were abandoned at a fire station. We were raised to always work hard and go for what we dreamed of.
I turned 16, I had just graduated high school and was on my way to college. Full ride for Nursing. I had moved away from my family and had managed to find a decent place near campus, and was on my way back from my labs when I was attacked. I was kidnapped at 16, missing for about 4 years before I managed to escape.
The Professor who had a hand in my kidnapping had done this to 3 other girls, Madison, Karen, and Tawnya. I remember a few details of what happened those 4 years. I was used as an experiment, I was injected with several different species of a shifter, even with a bit of vampire blood. I was turned from a human being into what I am now, I am a monster, a monster with several species inside of me. Running through my veins I went into the Facility but came out a monster. I was the only survivor who had escaped alive. I burned the facility down and now am being hunted like a beast I am.
I can shift, into a variety of cats and animals
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