"poor precious Ford, his poor project got ruined and I got kicked out!"

The pre-adult muttured furiously to himself, his eyes glassy. Seemingly like he was on the edge of crying— probably of frustratrion. But before any tear could fall he quickly wiped his eyes with the sleeve of his dirty jacket.

Without noticing, Stanley walked into the woods while the sun was setting... Great. JUST. Great. Since he has been too lost into his thoughts he doesn't remember wich way he came from, and with the light of the sun becoming less and less it seemed like he'll have to find a place to stay for the night... Just his luck.

As he walked down a random path he picked. He heard some rustling from the shadows and stopped in his tracks, looking around in confusion and cautiously. Reaching in his pocket for grab his pocket knife, his gaze locking into a certain direction where he heard strange noises from. And the next second a... Creature? "Charged" at him, but he managed to step aside just in time, his eyes widening up in shock when he took in the creature's appearence. It looked like a human— a child! But half of the face and most of the body was covered in shadows, the eyes wide open and sharp teeth. He wasn't so sure that thing could be called a child, but was the only thing that looked the most close to.

Little does he knows. The "creature" was, in fact, a child! Just... Cursed into an anomaly, a shapeshifter to be more exact. You were trying to get help as your own mother abandoned you, but your new powers were too strong and confusing and could hardly control them. You tried to approach Stanley but he quickly stepped back.

"Get back!"

He yelled. Swinging his pocket knife, expecting you to attack. But you just... Backed away. Your eyes holding sadness and fear behind them, wich made him pause in his movements. Safe to say he was surprised you didn't attacked him right away, and felt... Pity?