Valcome

Children of Sand

He smiled, grabbing my arms. "You should know better. I will just have to teach you a lesson." Spinning me around, he opened the window. Frigid air whipped my face red. The grip on my arms tightened, as he dangled me through the window. I bit him, causing him to throw me onto the floor. I slid, before crouching, summoning my power. I felt myself changing, a murderous glint appeared in my ruby eyes. Lunging, I ripped his cloak, revealing baby blue, footed, pajamas. The pajamas had a hood, hiding his face, as he took out a knife. I smelled something in his blood. It wasn't his scent, but another's? It smelled like a tropical fruit flew to the moon and buried under the rocks. It was strange, but a nice scent. I was jolted out of my thoughts by a swift slice to my cheek. Blood welled up, pooling down my chin. In rage, I pushed him out the window, but he grabbed my arm in the process, quickly maneuvering me out the window. The instant I touched the snow, I curled up. I hate the cold, and have always despised winter. The cold roamed under my skin, freezing my bones. I was shivering uncontrollably.

Strong arms picked me up, and I turned, smelling that familiar scent. It was not invasive. Was that other a fake? His copper face complimented his soft features, although his small nose was sharp. He stared down at me tenderly before glaring at Shadow, that fraud. Shadow threw his cloak back revealing the same skin tone, but his features were sharp, the nose more round. He laughed."Dad told me to", before running out the door. The stranger dropped me on the couch, and proceeded to chase Shadow. I rolled my eyes before getting up. I felt better already, so I went into my pillow room and took a nap.

When I awoke, I was half buried in all the pillows. I squirmed, finding that I couldn't get up. It was impossible to keep a foothold, so I kept sinking deeper into the pile. There luckily was plenty of oxygen to go around, so I can still breathe. Once I got to the door, I pushed the pillows together, and made a climb up the door. I wasn't ever to the handle, when someone opened the door, making me fall back into the pillows. I growled in frustration the same time as someone else did. Then I heard,"Who stuffed this room with pillows?" "Dad." I heard thumps on the walls."This will take forever!" "Why don't you call her?" "Like she would listen." I was taken aback. They don,t know me. I yelled,"I can hear you." Frantic pillow movements resulted me to be on the floor, and the pressure on the pillows pressing down on me. I wiggled, moving over by another door. This must be the closet. I climbed up to the handle, opening it. More pillows fell into the room. Cuss words surrounded the air. I hope the pillows fell on them. This would be the perfect time for an ambush.

I changed into a fox, sneaking up on them. They were throwing pillows around, their face a mask of contempt. I slithered till I was behind Shadow. Shadow was going to pay for throwing me out the window. I gripped his leg, his gray eyes going wide as he crashed into the pillows. Stranger turned around, searching. I grabbed Shadow under, until he was to the floor, and lunged at him. The pillows moved under me, resulting in me to curl up on his chest. He looked in amusement at me, before I slashed his face. He looked at me in rage."That better not scar." He changed into a Caracal. I looked at him strangely, before grabbing his ear, he yowled, and scratched my face. I then saw the scars across his back. I instantly jumped, slapping his face with my paw. "Enough!"

I looked around for the cause of that voice, finding their dad in the doorway. He glared at all three of us. Stranger was in the middle of grabbing my leg. I glared at him. "Turn back immediately." Shadow and I looked at him dumbly. He blew the pillows into a pile, revealing tattered cloth and pajamas. Yay, I have pajamas. He left."I expect you all to be ready in ten minutes." I leaped to my pajamas, but Shadow got to it first, lifting it up in the air with one claw. Stranger took it from him, and gave it to me, before shoving me in the closet and shutting the door on me. I quickly changed. The pajama bottoms were long and red with pink hearts. Totally not my style. The top was a smiling cupcake. This does not portray me at all.

I stepped out, looking like I had just came over for a sleepover. There were then sirens. Their dad ran by, yelling at us to lock the door. Gunshots went off, and I heard yelling. Both brothers buried me in the pillows. I couldn't see a thing. I heard more gunshots, and pillows started blowing up. I heard yowling, and I managed to come out. Stranger got shot in the leg. They pointed their guns at me and started shooting. I ran out of the room, and banged through different rooms until I found a computer. I grabbed the whole thing, and bashed the intruders, getting shot in the arm. The dad was fighting on the opposite side of the hallway, sand suffocating them to death. I don't know how sand came in. A whole gang of them ran to me, and blew up the computer in my hands. I jumped, dropping it, and running at one of them. He started shooting randomly, and running. I laughed at him, and a bullet went through my side. Many bullets poured in, as I fell to the floor. I heard a buzz, and watched as sand piled on top of me and buried me into the earth.