Dragonshifter

I ran for my life, sprinting down the sidewalk, in the middle of a thunderstorm, running God knows where. I concentrated on trying not to scream, or fall, or get hit by a car. All three were just barely possible. I ran down the street, whimpering, and at one point screamed like a maniac. Not the best day I suppose.

Soon my dark blond hair was soaked again, and it fell into little ropes. Tears and water fell down my face and blurred my vision. The thunderstorm seemed to get worse. I almost ran into the middle of the street.

"Ssskye..." a voice hissed. Above me.

Black clawed talons closed around my arms and lifted me into the air. I screamed.