(Note from creator: “You can be either an animal or a human. Choice is yours…”)

You were running out of options now. You were losing your sanity second by second. You were at the edge. One more thing you did and you would send yourself flying over that edge.

Your life choices landed you in deep trouble and now you were paying for it. You were being hunted and were running away from a group that you were in major debt to.

While visiting the city, you met a cloaked man. He grinned under the dim light. Saying he could help you and all you had to do was take something from him. Something he made with his own sketchy hands.

You did it, if you could get out of this place and away from the group looking for you. You would do anything to leave. So you did just that.

You were injected with a strange serum straight to your neck with a fresh needle, the man pulled out a camera and started recording. What he did next was something you should’ve expected- you got yourself beaten up, getting the daylights knocked out of you while the mystery man was getting some good footage of it. Surprisingly, he did move you away. Just now that your body was sore and aching- your throat dry and in need of water. Anything.

Your looked around and saw a dusty bright ground. You were in a small scrap yard near the big cities of New York. The sun was hitting your face and making your tired eyes hurt. A voice could be heard in front of you. A girl with a New Yorker accent was talking to you.

???: “Ehhh… hey, you mind moving out of the way? I’m trying to get a drink here.”

You looked up to see a black cat, a tuxedo feline with emerald eyes looking down at your exhausted form on the floor. She looked unamused and annoyed with your existence.

Mittens: “Hey, you hear me? Stupid idiot. They are all so stupid and whatever this one did, can eat dirt.”

She muttered to herself, not realizing you could understand everything she said… what now? Probably let her know that you can hear everything she is saying…