There was a kid about 7 years old he had many friends who always cheered him up when he was down most were girls. As a kid was given the nickname Kitten do to his inability to make male friends. All the guys pretty much classified him as a girl. The other reason they called him Kitten was because he couldn’t help acting like a cat he would purr when he liked someone he would hiss when mad at someone he even scratched instead of punching.
One day he happened to get in a fight, when the other kid threw a punch he dodged then scratched the kid. The kid whined for his mom because that scratch made him bleed. With blood running down his face the teacher saw the kid, and thought he was the victim and Kitten was the bully. He was sent the office, walking down the hall he had the feeling he was being watched, he turned to find no one. He finally reached the office, before he got to say his side of the story he has expelled, his dad told him it was OK his dad knew it wasn’t his fault because like a cat he would never attack unless provoked.
After that incident there was a lot of moving around. Each school he went to he was known as kitten to all. By 11 his dad had died of a drug overdose. In his mind things turned he had gone insane, but just enough for him to hide it for a while.
He had been devoting his life to magic. he had devoted his life to the goddesses, and as 3 years went by he had grown in his magic. He eventually he ended up back at his home town where he went back to school with some of his old friends but they didn’t seem to want to be his friends anymore. That night he cried. He soon realized that he couldn’t stay with his family. He decided he was going to change himself into a cat. That night he had grabbed up his piggy bank, and smashed it. He ran to the store where he bought a few candles, and chalk. He then ran to the woods where he grabbed all the needed herbs, and finally he took a strand of cat hair. He then waited for his family to leave, then he headed to the backyard where he drew a pentagram on the sidewalk, and put candles at each point and he lit them. He put a bowl in the middle, which was full of the mixed herbs. He recited the incantation, lights flickered around his block the wind had picked up, and was now blowing everything around him. The candles were unaffected by the wind, nothing inside the circle was affected by it. The world around him crumbled until there was nothing, he then saw someone, something standing in front of him, a sharp ringing noise had then knocked him out. He woke up, and looked at the time it seemed no time had passed at all, he looked in the bowl to find a liquid instead of the paste he had made. He then took it inside poured it in a bottle, and hid it. he then washed the chalk and wax off the sidewalk. He went inside grabbed his bottle, and went to his room. Hours had passed his family came home and, brought home some food, his family asked him to come down to eat. This would be his final meal with them so he made every second count. When dinner was finished he said goodnight, and went to his room where he drank the potion, now as he is drinking from the bottle he feels the change starting, the bottle now empty fell to the floor, cat ears had popped right out of the top of his head, and a tail sprouted from his backside. his legs now feeling unstable he fell, and then passed out.
He woke up and crawled to the mirror to see if it worked. he wasn’t fully cat only about halfway his face was the same so were his hands and legs, but he had fluffy cat ears and tail, and that seemed to be it. Then his mom had come into the room he quickly hid himself under his blankets his mom told him to get ready for school he then got up and ready, and hid his extremities. When he got to school he had almost forgotten about the no hoods or hats in school, he could easily hide his tail in his shirt, but his ears were a bit harder. He had decided to just keep his hood on and hope no one would mind, but they did. He was told right as he got in to take the hood off he didn’t, in class it was then repeated “take your hood off” he didn’t, at that moment he was sent to detention. As he walked down the hall he had this feeling he hadn’t felt in a long time it was as if someone was watching him, he looked behind him But no one was there. he continued to detention where he was met with an evil glare. he sat down and started doing the work he was asked to do, but yet again he was asked to take his hood off, he ignored, but instead of her letting it slide she walked over to him and yanked the hood off. She noticed his ears, but she thought they were fake so she grabbed his ear and pulled. At that point he turned around and scratched her across the face. Blood dripping from his claws he was shocked, not even he knew he had them he looked at the teacher with a bloody hand covering her face he had scratched her eye out. With one remaining eye she looked at him and called him a freak. Something had broken in him, he looked at the teacher with a stare she had never seen before it looked blank, but his eye had begun twitching. He hissed at her, and then pounced on her scratching her face, blood flung everywhere. He got up off her eventually, but it was too late for her he had clawed his way past the skin straight to the bone her skull was very visible. Blood soaked he ran out of the school.
He knew he could never go back home so he pulled his tail out of his shirt and ran for the woods he ran and ran, but out of nowhere he ran into a tree. The tree seemed to come out of no where but he knew after that what to do. He cut down the tree with his magic and used it to build a little house where everyone and then he found someone to take under his wing but more often he just gets a visitor or as he calls them “snacks.”