CHANGING

Prolog

Somewhere in the ruins of a desolate and destroyed world, a tower stands high and proud, over the rubble of a crumbled, and ruined city. The tower was experiencing a sort of phase between three special entities. One of these entities as of now had just gotten themselves out of a sticky situation.

This is where our story begins...

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Upon the sides of the building were balconies, with grass as flooring, and real grown trees that rooted into the floor. All was quiet, leaves and grass just shaking in the wind, the sun beaming down the sides. That was until a part of the white wall opened up, revealing a human in its place. This human was a boy, he had brown messy hair, blue eyes, skin as white as snow, and wore nothing but black shorts.

The boy was apparently in a rush, as he suddenly dashed out of the doorway and takes a sharp turn, almost slipping in the process. He ran from one end of the balcony to the other, and approached the wall on the opposite side.

He started to put his hands on the white brick as he tried to feel for something. The boy knew there was more than just some pale wall, it was just as hidden as the door he came out from. After a bit of patting at the bricks, a hidden door opens up before him. He went inside and entered a room, instantly taking in his surroundings.

His eyes landed on two furred figures, both of them laying on the ground near one another. One of them had white fur, wearing a over sized lab coat, and a sort of gas mask; they laid next to some metal lockers. The other laid close to the wall, it had black fur, a very big furry tail, and what looked like a white mask, resembling its face.

The boy instantly knew who they were. He hurriedly approached the dark one, and crouched down near the figure, hands covering his mouth in complete worry.

"Puro..." The boy spoke the name of the figure.

"Puro! Wake up!" He spoke louder.

"Puro! Puro!!"

He picked up the 'latex beast', by the head, and tried to shake him awake.

So light, so soft...

But like a doll, he did not respond. Unresponsive, paralyzed on the floor.

Puro...

Is it too late?...

...

The boy felt very sorry...

"...Sorry for what?" The figure spoke, its eyes also suddenly opened.

"Ehh!?" Having not expected a response, even after demanding one, the boy looked at Puro again suprised.

"...I'm not going to die today." Puro continued. "...I'm just feeling tired...Why did you say sorry to me?" He questioned. "And you're stepping on my tail..."

Out of surprise the boy shouts "Puro!!! Ahhh!"

He quickly retrieved his hands in surprise, and Puro's head fell straight to the ground with a thump.

"Are you, are you treating the wounded this way!" Puro jokes.

As the latex beast gets up the boy moves out of the way, stepping off of Puro's tail.

"Human, are you okay?!" Puro speaks, concerned. "It looks like you're unscathed...I didn't know how to open the door at the time..." Earlier the boy had been trapped in a room with someone else. That of which laid on the floor now.

"I felt angry but it wouldn't help opening the door...A few hours later, that door! At last it's open! This clothed guy suddenly came out! With a blunt weapon, tried to hit me in the head with all his strength. At the time, I was thinking. If I fall here, everything will be over. I won't let that happen! So that! I will! Block it with my slimy claws! And then it was smashed right away..." They both look at his arm, it's noticeably more liquid like.