• The • Rise • Of • The • Shapeshifters •

Chapter Seven~ Dreams or Destiny.

I was running through a dark forest. I was very short and it seemed to make me very fast.

I had the feeling someone or something was chasing me. Trying to hurt me.

I was passing a pond and I had to stop and see my reflection.

When I looked at the clear water, I only saw a cheetah. Black spots standing out on brown-yellow fur... Piercing eyes staring.

I felt a sharp pain shoot through my leg and when I looked down an arrow was lodged there.

Blood came out soaking my fur and making me weak. The arrow had poison in it.

I watched as someone emerged from the forest behind me and pulled back their black hood.

It was Lucien.

"Sorry sweetheart." He notched another arrow and let it fly towards me. I closed my eyes and fell.

I jumped out of bed. Breathing hard and sweating.

It was just a dream Ally... Just a dream.

I walked into my bathroom and washed my face.

I stared at my reflection. I watched as the outline of a cheetah showed up around my face.

The animal seemed dormant... Or rather dead.

What's happening to me?...

I gritted my teeth and took the toothbrush holder and with one last glance at my reflection, smashed the mirror.

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The Chief's PoV.

I was in my study when Lucien rushed in telling me what he overheard from Alecia Allen at the cafe.

After he was finished, I sent him away to compose himself.

Lucien was a excellent pupil, but when the reality came near it made him frantic and rash.

I picked up the phone and called The Captain.

"Chief."

"Captain, we have matters to discuss. I believe that we might have missed a Bloom a few years back."

"Nonsense." He growled. "We were both there when we sent those filthy hybrids back to hell."

"I can't prove anything to you over the phone Captain, I suggest you come to Kingswood. Then I will explain everything."

"Tomorrow afternoon."

The line went dead.

I still remember Nova Bloom's dead figure and her brother, Derrick's soulless eyes.

I opened a drawer in my desk and took out a dagger with a wooden handle.

With a tiny knife I carved the letters AA on it.

A dagger just for Alecia Allen, this will make a wonderful poetic murder.

~KimZee ✨💜✨