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08

Little by little, I fall out again.

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I was a weird kind of drunk. I wasn't destructive or sloppy. I would be numb. That was the only word that could define what I felt after chugging down a bottle of alcohol. I would have forgotten about my reputation, my image, how I looked. I didn't care. At all.

So, here I sit in Crows, in a private lounge. Alone. It's not new, though. I make sure I lock the doors and drop on the sofa sitting in the middle of the room.

Alcohol does weird things to people. I take a sip from the glass in front of me. It stings more than it should. I inspect the glass. "The fucker poured the wrong one." I mumble.

Too exhausted to even move, I continue to drink and lay my head back. An old memory pops in my head, one I'd want to forget. But I don't. I want to remember how it happened. Gulping down the drink, I think of the memory once again. This time I don't will it away.

I walk down the street, tears falling down my cheeks. I don't wipe them. "No one goes to sleep at nine-" I kick a trash can in my way, "Why didn't I see it coming?" I grab a chunk of my hair, pulling them. "Fuck you, you son of a bitch." I say out loud. His mother wasn't that bad.

I turn down the alley. It would be where I would sob tonight-

Someone shoves me to the ground. I reach my hand out, desperate for any sort of support. I feel something wet in my hair as my head hits the hard ground. A scream leaves my mouth as someone-something pins me. The scent coming off it is one I've smelled for the last two years. I hear a growl leave his mouth; it does not sound human. I panic, struggling under the thing's grasp. "Let go off me!" I scream. "Someone help! Anybody!" I feel tears falling down. The thing-animal-growls. Dog with rabies, perhaps? A dog won't be this huge.

It calms down for a second; I do too. When I finally dare to open my eyes, the wolf burn holes in my soul. It has the same eyes as him. But then-

I scream, yell, and claw my hands at it when I feel a fucking paw on my neck. I don't process what happens next, but I feel my skin being clawed out and something warm pool around it. Blood. My own. I cannot bite back a cry of pain. I've felt pain before, getting punched in the kidney-which hurts considerably more than I thought-and falling off the roof (breaking bones) kind of pain but this, whatever that animal, wolf, has done, is killing me. Pulling me apart, nerve by nerve, splintering bone and ripping muscle. I am being obliterated inside my skin. Even though it's nothing more than a scratch that went way too deep.

The wolf moves off me, stepping back. "Fuck," a familiar voice says beside me. "Fuck, fuck, fuck-" With all the willpower left in me, I crack open my eyes only to meet the same pair of caramel orbs. I mentally slap myself for being so stupid. I hate to say it and would deny it to grave, but the words leave my mouth, "Help me," My voice is only a whisper. Panic flashes in his caramel eyes, "I-I'm so sorry, Lisa-" He is already standing, a few pieces of cloth barely covering him and running away. From me.

"I'm going to kill you," I croak out. "I'm going to kill you." I yell loud enough for him to hear, "and I will do it while smiling." Darkness beckons and like the coward I am, I let it engulf me. It, unlike most people in my life, welcomes me with open hands.

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I am numb, not unconscious. I feel nothing at all. Utterly nothing. For I don't know how long I stay the way I am; sprawling on the ground with no will to move. The lack of movement reduces the pain of the wound. The feeling doesn't last long, though.

In the dark, something happens inside of me, something changes. Fuck, I feel it in my very bones. In my core. And then-my body changes. I open my mouth to scream, but nothing comes out.

I thought the pain I felt earlier would kill me. But that pain-that pain is nothing compared to what I feel right now. I can't find a way past it. I can't reach out. I can't move. I'm trapped within myself, screaming behind my teeth. I will be dead soon. And at least this will end. But it doesn't. The pain stretches on in a constant assault on every sense. Changing, but never stopping. No bullets, no knives, no fists.

I try to get up but fail miserably; I've lost too much blood. I'm exhausted. Way too much. Too much pain. Too much of everything-

Too much-
Too much-
Too much-

I am being torn-shredded into pieces, those pieces joining again, making something else. As if I was being born anew.

At the last moment, something snaps into place. It reminds me; I didn't know why, of how soul mates met; an unbreakable bond forming. But it wasn't supposed to hurt like it did. Because it wasn't a mating bond-but something different. And suddenly I wasn't alone in my body anymore. Something else crawled beneath my skin, but I didn't feel uncomfortable like I thought I would. I didn't know why.

My eyes flutter open to see the night sky above me. Star lighten my vision as i find no other source of light. Everything feels different. I feel different. My eyes see too far, my ear hears even the voice a hummingbird's wings fluttering, I feel hungrier than ever. I open my mouth to speak - but nothing but a growl comes out. A sour throat doesn't sound like that.

This isn't my body. Last time I checked, my legs weren't this short. Now, there are four of them. I manage to stand on surprisingly stable legs. Looking down, I don't see my feet, paws in their place.

I've read enough paranormal and fantasy to know what has happened to me.

"Miss?" I snap out of my trance and glance at the locked doors. "I'm going to have to ask you to unlock this door and leave, we're closing soon." I blink a few times, registering his words. "Right. What time is it?" i ask, quickly opening the door.

"it's twelve. The Council passed new orders earlier today; to close at one because of the damaged wards." What happened to the wards? I almost ask. "I'll take my leave, then." I decide I won't complain about the wrong drinks and walk out the doors. I feel stares on me, on my neck. Grinding my teeth, I pull my hair down from the loose ponytail. They fall dwon on my back and around my neck. Hopefully, it'll be enough to hide the claw marks.

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I know this was short but this is important for Lisa and her growth in the following chapters. You'll get one for Jennie but not in a while and as for Jisoo... I already have been working on a spin-off for Jinsoo, so I wont be writing a ehole chapter for jisoo, at least not right now, that'll probably change but while but you'll see!

I'll probably do a Q/A session in a while so you can drop your questions.

Take care, I love you all!