Running, Never Stopping

After the first transformation, a shifter named Sophie reveals her secret. Now many people don't know this but there are shifters that watch over them all. When she starts to run she finds many others her age from different corners of the world. what would happen if these people came for you? Would you run or sacrifice yourself for the sake of your kind? For anyone this would be a tough decision, Sophie has to face it though. And it could be a bloody battle to fight for the right, and stand up to the wrong.

This is made for my friends who have given me the character's name's and what they want to happen. One of them wanted a version of one direction so sorry if you didn't want this but they would like this. I hope you enjoy this, comment below if you would like to be in this or any future stories I will publish!!

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11. Gone...

I felt my knees buckle as I saw those eyes I loved had changed so much that I still knew her. Niall. I didn't know what I could say about him. He looked restored, as if he saw beauty in her that I had never witnessed. My knees gave way when I looked back at my mother, how could she have fallen in to us. I crawled back and lay at Harry's feet. He knelt down and looked me, deep in to my eyes. I looked back, I saw my mother wipe over them and I saw the pain that I felt reflected in his. He stood and looked, my mother was small but strong in her new body. Her animal was a leopard, her tail twitching and brushing against the monster and the clean leaves. I stood again and saw my father walk up to me, I rubbed against him and he returned my action. I heard her growl and I felt her flinch as she saw how close we were.

You know what mum. I'm so glad I was stuck for two years behind a door I felt as though it was my life which I had left when I did. When I saw you again I knew I would never, ever have the same relationship with you again. My father is the same as me but so much better than the lie I had been forced to believe.

I felt Jacob bump my shoulder and I looked to him. Happiness was all he was projecting. I bumped him back and spoke again.

He has given me more of what I could ever wish for in a parent. Then with Harry by my side, my world is complete and nothing will ever change that.

I braced myself when my mother let a hiss. Niall was a plain as a sheet of plastic, transparent as one too. She turned away, but he wanted something more. I knew he felt angry for how I had hurt her. I heard the ear splitting raw and I looked to him. His eyes murderous, I looked to Jacob and then took a step towards Harry I ran at him and shoved him away, telling him to run. He looked at me, dumbfounded, I looked at him with pleading eyes and I shoved him again. I nodded and left. I knew I had to take them on alone, if he was here he would never forgive himself. 

Harry's POV

I walked away the others following, but I did not retreat further than the clearing border. I saw my brother run at her, she dove out of the way. Her mother circled them, waiting for her opportunity. He dove again but she was too slow to react. His canines sunk deep in to her rump. She didn't flinch once. Blood spilled from her and covered his muzzle. His tongue licked some that had landed on his lip, he shuddered at the taste. I could tell he was more alive. He let go and growled at her to come at him. She limped in the circle, her eyes darting towards the two shifters either side. A paw swiped out at her and the claws dug deep in to her back. A rumbling growl seeped from her wounds as she fell to the earth. Clouds rose and dusted around her. Her mother and Niall both rubbed heads and looked happy. They turned towards the bushes and a smaller dog came from the bushes. A small St. Bernard pup came bounding in, his eyes had been edited just like theirs. He looked towards Soph and then to Niall, he nodded once and then the pup bounded in her direction. The dog leaped on to her heavy body and he sunk his small canines in to various parts of her figure. Niall paced forward and lifted him by the scruff. He kicked her with his paw, when her eyes shot open.  Her body curved in to a U and bit him on the chest. He gasped and let go of the dog, she looked back at it and nipped it's back. She went back to Niall. He staggered and swayed, never getting focused on the opponent in front of him. she launched at his shoulder and tore at it, the leg snapping and falling to the floor. The blood that was released could have easily killed him, but he still held on to that slither of life. Soph dug in to his stomach, tearing parts of him off. As time went on Soph dug deeper with her canines and he grew weaker. He stumbled and fell, his chest rising and falling till it became barely noticeable. I saw her raise her head and then dove back in to his chest tearing out flesh. She spat it out on to the floor, it pulsed still. I smiled till I realised that it was his heart, beating for no more apparent reason. I felt no guilt, I felt happy. I thought that maybe Soph was different, but after this I had doubts. I still felt no guilt, or did I?

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