I was looking death in the face. Well not literally anyway, but people that would decide if I lived or died. I was bound at the ankles, wrists, neck, and waist. Strong assassins that would hit every pressure point I had, and that would probably kill me on the spot. The standard restraint for a shape shifter. My mutation was amazing, the last one ever known about was over 30,000 years ago. I could shape shift into any animal I wanted. I had not seen the sunlight in thirty days. Now the warmth flooded over my pale skin. This might be the last time I see the sun. I’m 19, and my clothes are covered in filth, and dirt. My auburn hair was matted entangled with mud. I was completely and utterly dirty I felt gross. The council started talking I wasn’t listening. Then I heard the doors open and all the senses I had kicked into overdrive. Instantly I trusted him. I don’t know why, but I did. “Gentle men have you made a decision yet?” He asked politely. I trusted him even more. He was moving quickly he was a ‘shifter I could tell from the way he walked. “I would like to use her power to keep down the risk of a if a human discovers a vampires, shifters, and witch.” Now he was right beside me. His life force was strong. He placed a hand on my shoulder. It was like walking in a hurricane. His life force gushed through me, poured into everything. I could tell my life force flooded into him, just as hard twice as fast. He almost fell over on top of me. He had fast reflexes. He caught himself, quickly easily. The council started speaking “She shall live, but she shall be under your care. Anything she destroys shall be fixed the witches will see to that.” I’m gonna live. Then the young man started speaking “Yes council we will train her to use her power. She will be of no threat to you.” Then the shackles fell off. I was actually free. I started to ring them out. That hurt a lot. My ankles were killing me. My waist was o.k. I felt weak really weak I could go for a nap or a nice long hibernation. Thats the ticket. Sleep all day and all night. Perfect. But instead I was taken out to a black Mercedes. Typical. Immortals always picking the most inconspicuous vehicle, I always watch for a black van or Mercedes pulling around the corner. It was black in side too. I stuck out like a sore thumb. My clothes are all white... err covered with dirt and God only knows what. Things are going black. I need to sleep.. “Welcome home.” the stranger said to me. All I could manage to say was “Whatever.” then every thing went black.
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