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An awkward transformationNow that I look back on it, I'm not really sure why exactly I thought this was going to be a good idea.
His skin was warm, but it felt like my fingers were sticking to him at first. It tickled a little, but he stiffened and his skin felt like it closed up. I tried to smile at him reassuringly. "It won't hurt," I said.
ญญ--So you think.--
"I've done this a hundred times before. Don't worry about it. Just try to relax." Fingers lightly touching his chest, I focused on his image. The Pnelma Tirian. The bony, almost equine ebony head, with four deep-set, gold eyes glowering behind ridged brows. The long, arcing horn, stemming seamlessly from the back of the head. The snakelike neck, attached to a solid ribcage. Two arms, two legs, no thumbs, but four fingers on each hand with too many joints, and wings powered by the huge chest muscles. A long, muscular tail split into two, with a blunt, seed-shaped mass of bone at one end, and a flower-like set of poisonous barbs on the other topped it al
The Start Chap 2 -Invader MistChapter Two
I lived alone. I'd always been afraid. I always knew I wasn't normal. When I was born, my parents must have known I was a freak. I was abandoned and taken to a Orphan Place on the outskirts of town. I had natural blue hair, bright green eyes and wore baggy jeans and a red top. But sticking out of hair was two pairs of stalk eyes. And poking from my jeans was a tail blade. My ears were pointed. I didn't know what I was. Besides the stalk eyes and tail blade, I looked like a normal human. I went though 11 years of taunting and teasing and pulling and kicking. Then I discovered some. I could change my shape. I could become any animal, or alien for that matter, I wanted. I was AMAZED! I escaped in a owl morph with a bag of food. I landed near the town and demorphed. I morphed to my normal human state, a girl with brown hair, brown eyes. I walked out, carrying my bag. I walked towards a store and bought an apple. I sat in the park. Now wh
The Start by Invader MistChapter One
My name is Mist. I was born in 1994. I can't tell you my last name. It's a nice last name, but it's not important. What is important is that the Yeerk are here. If there are any free humans left, Yeerks are a sort of parasites, like a tapeworm, only an intelligent tapeworm. They have enslaved all the Hork-Baijrs, all the Taxxons, one Andalite, and almost all the humans. Okay. Maybe I should explain. Hork-Bajirs looked like a weed whacker. They stand 7ft tall with blades on there arms, head and tail. They looked like a t-rex, but slimer and faster. They look so deadly, you would most likely think that they dangerous, evil. No. There were sweet, not the most intelligent things but can be deadly in battle. That's way the Yreeks enslaved them. Taxxons. They are ruthless things. They look a bit like millepede over horribly enlarged. They have jelly red eyes. They are HORRIBLE! Now Andalites..