A Tigers Lore

#5

It was Silk, I noticed the nick the cat had on its ear, just like the one Silk had, she was dead. I turned back into a cat and started to cry…they didn’t save her…I new they could…they had the supplies…they didn’t though, they CHOSE not too, this, cause me to loose control again.

Over the years I became more and more aggressive, they knocked me out twice a week now, almost every time they had to use more tranq darts, I was tired of it. Every time a scientist walked by a would change into something and constantly bang one the glass. I’d hit it, I’d claw it, I’d ram myself into it. The scientists just stood there, they didn’t seem to notice me, it annoyed me even more.

I was ten now, and had worn myself out. Constantly attacking the glass wall had given me hundreds of bruises and scratches, I was weak because of it. One day I collapsed because I had sprained my left leg from attacking the glass wall. I guess the scientists realized that I was in a lot of pain and decided to do something about it, but if they had done things differently, maybe they wouldn’t have died that day. A tranq dart shot out from the left wall and just happened to hit my left leg, the one that I had sprained. The pain from this had sent a jolt to my brain, my nerves where on fire, although I was a small cat, I let out a giant roar that you could hear throughout the facility. I got up as my eyes turned red, my fur turned to scales, horns sprouted fro my head, my nose changed to more of a beak shape, my tail and back grew spikes, I increased in size, I was huge, I grew wings, I was now black, and was going to destroy so much more than some glass. As I grew in size I burst through the ceiling, I could see the outside world, I jumped into the sky and hovered above the science facility. I looked down at it, then, breathed in. Burning hot fire shot out of my mouth and encased the facility. The fire spread and the place burned down, everyone inside. Dead. No one, would control me like that again.

From there I went on to live on my own and discover my powers for myself, sometimes I regret burning the whole place down, I destroyed any papers that would tell me about myself, but then again, I couldn’t have stopped myself.

Now. 2 years later. I’ve come back to the ruins. I looked through the ashes, I found charred bones, although I found no information telling me about myself. I came across a metal door in the ground, I left it, for now.

Should I come back and see what’s behind the metal door? Should I go with someone else? I’ll let you guys decide this one.

-WhiteWinterTiger