Letting the lion out

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I was sitting on a grassy patch of the forest looking at my hands that would switch from having nails to claws. What was happening.

As I looked up soon hearing crunching leaves I saw. Kate? "Hello little niece." She said cackling. What? Why was my dead aunt here.

"What do you want aunt Kate? Last i heard I can't do anything bar talk to the dead. And I don't know why you would want to talk to me. I sure as hell don't want to talk to you." I said.

She let out a sarcastic laugh. "You are just like your mother. Listen, I need you to do something for me, and in exchange, I'll tell you about your parents, your real parents." She said smiling evilly.

What? My real parents? I didn't want to do anything for her. She was a wicked manipulating bitch. But I had to hear her out.

"Go on." I said nervously. "That's my girl." She said smiling. She sat  down next to me on the grass. I was still shifting between my animal and human state.

"Okay, so I need you to help me kill Scott McCall. You see there's this list. Called a dead pool. His on it. For 25 million. If you help me not only will I tell you about your family, but I'll give you half." She said looking at me.

This botch was crazy. She truly was. And she was dead! Wasn't she. "What would a dead woman do with 12.5 million dollars Kate?" I asked a little annoyed.

"Oh sweetie, You really think I'm dead? If I was dead could I do this?" She asked, before grabbing my arm and biting into my bicep. I'm not gonna lie. It stung like a bitch.

I looked down to see it staring to heal. "what the hell!" I screamed. "What!" She said shocked. "Oh sweetie. You don't know how powerful you are do you?" She asking smiling.

I was still in shock. How was my aunt alive? "Just think about my offer. I mean after all, once you get a look at the dead pool, you'll want answers." She said smiling evilly.

I looked up at her retreating body then down at my arm. It was fully healed and with all my emotions going crazy I completely forgot to stay in control.

All I remember seeing before my inner animal took over was my hands shifting into paws.

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