a story for a charater of mine i made :3 enjoy

awakening to the siren

Every time it seems like a dream, and always the same one too. Me…but different. More horrid and bloody thirsty. My nails sharp, jagged looking and teeth almost always tearing through flesh of some unlucky person. And worst of all, I see my morphed self enjoying this… this meal. And then I wake up, nothing seems out of normal. Wolfy, my pet wolf whom I knew since I started college, was on my bed sleeping beside me. And every time I can’t sleep, so I spend the night hold Wolfy closely to me. It’s been like this ever since I was 14. I should explain; my name’s Jamie and I’m what I refer to as a Forest Siren.

This whole thing was weird from the beginning and I knew my family had known about it. Every month they’d pull my out of school for a certain week, and sometimes just a few days. Sometimes, I’d feel really great after the week and sometimes I’d be weak, drowsy, and anemic. I asked them why I was pulled out of school and yet they’d never explain. But on one unfortunate day, I found something that would forever haunt me... my first love. Most would say it was a great day for me, and at the time it was. The boy I fell in love with was a fairly tall minotaur. And by tall, I mean he was 14ft tall. When Saren and I first met, I was absolutely terrified of him. A 14ft tall minotaur coming up to a 6.3ft Neko girl would freak me out any day. The only thing he said to me at that point was, “Sorry for bumping into you. Here, let me help you up.” At the time, he had accidentaly knocked me over in the halls, but like the timid girl I was back then, I didn’t answer; just took his hand.

After that, we meet a few times in the halls and became quick friends and then one day.... “Hey, Jamie..” he said shyly walking over to me, this being the first time I’ve seen someone as big as him blush, “Would you like to go on a date with me? My parents aren’t using the car today.. so I was figuring we could go see a movie…” I was shocked that anyone would want to take me to the movies, let alone this minotaur.

“Uh.. S-sure.” I said nervously seeing the new look on his face.

“Great, pick you up at 8?” he asked me. Still a bit nervous about my feelings towards him, and just finding out how he felt about me, I barely managed to reply. He smiled, assuming my answer was “Sure”. After that I saw his ears twitch a bit, perking upwards, he was happy about this; but all I could so was stand there blushing. Soon the bell rang and I found my self giddy all day. Even in science class, with a teacher that tried to dismiss everything I believed in; ghosts, angels, demons, ect. When I stepped off the bus I told my parents the good news and I asked if I could barrow mom’s old dress. I saw the two of them look at me with pitiful eyes soon sighing and saying “Jamie, you can’t go…” I found myself in shock. The one boy I loved and I wasn’t aloud going on the date with him. Soon, in anger I rembered slamming the table as hard as I could knocking over dad’s tea.

“Why not!!?” I shouted.

They looked at me and said “We’ll tell you when your older.” A typical parent saying, but to me it sounded and felt like knives through my heart. I soon stormed off to my room and stayed there the night. Around 8 I saw Saren pull over and stop on the other side of the street and step out and wave to me. My heart raced seeing him standing, waiting for me. I waved towards him to stay there, soon getting ready. The tree in my yard was very sturdy, maple tended to be, so I decided to go out that way. Barely landing, catching onto a branch, my heart raced with adrenaline pumping in my veins. I soon leaped down onto the ground and ran towards him. What my parents did know wouldn’t hurt them now would it? He smiled, hugging my in his big strong arms and soon leading me to the passenger seat of his parents’ car. This unfortunately would be the last time I would ride in this car.

We arrived at the theater, both of us excited for this date but I noticed a weird feeling in my stomach and shrugged it off as nothing, I wish I would have listened to my parents. We walked in. arm-in-arm, his soft fur felt wonderful I wish I could have just cuddled with him the whole night; at the time I figured I could and I did. After we got the tickets he asked me if I wanted anything to eat, even though all my favourites were up there, popcorn, skittles, and snow caps, I didn’t feel hungry and none of it even sounded good. The smell of the popcorn caused me to throw up in my mouth. I swalled hard, not even a slushy sounded good. I looked at him and tried to hide how sick everything was making me. He looked at me caringly, soon kissing me; causing me to blush immediately afterwards. We walked in the actual theater it self and, besides the almost sicking smell of the food, it was great. I was resting against the sweet Saren and his huge body with soft fur.

After the movie was over, and the nausea past as well, I was enjoying myself until a weird pain filled my mouth. I tasted blood all over my teeth, so I excused my self and ran to the restroom. Looking at my mouth, it was filled with jagged; almost razor sharp teeth. I was filled with horror, soon feeling the same pain in my finger tips and I saw it... my nails turning to sharp claws. What was going on!? When the pain died a little I looked up and saw that my eyes where also changing; solid black in appearance. Soon, I ran out of the building, trying to hide my changes the best I could. But Saren saw me and chased after me; trying to see if I was alright. For some reason I ran to the forest. It felt comforting, as if it was my home; even though I’ve never been here.

The rest of that night was done, but yet I had that dream again, only instead it was different. I saw Saren walking around look for me, then something caught his attention and when he walked over, I…I.. attacked him. The same warped version of myself from my other dreams just like this one and when I finally woke up.. I found myself at my house, so I hoped it was all just a dream, even the wonderful date.

I called Saren’s phone that evening to tell him about the bad dream I had, and how I wish I could be with him, but all I got was “Hey, this is Saren. Sorry I can't come to the phone right now, but please leave a message after the beep.” Then the beep. I left a message wondering where he was. My parents didn’t know about my escape fortunetly. The day dragged on slowly.