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Attention this is a fictional story i wrote.
Shifter
Book 3 of the Outcasts series
Classified by O.F.M.A.
Transcribed by jccreszMinecraft
(Author does not want to show his identity, only his MC username)
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Epilogue & Note to Reader: I seem to have continuing trust from the Organization for Mutants and Aliens, AKA O.F.M.A., as Mark or Marco lets his members keep sending me stories of what is happening to the group. I am only copying the stories onto File 8 of my Note Electronic Omitter, or NEO which I should not be doing. As far as I can tell, this message is from a troubled teen who was kidnapped by the government at a young age and then turned into an "Alien" by the world's standards. He was released, but now he deals with shape-holding problems. Oh, sorry, maybe I should let you find out for yourself.
Chapter 1
Ahh, man, my insides feel messed up. I feel furry, and it's dark. No, my vision is just a little fuzzy, that's all. Where am I? Who am I again? Why am I sitting on a rotten banana peel behind a dumpster? Wait, WHAT?!?!? A ROTTEN BANANA PEEL BEHIND A DUMPSTER!?!?! OK, that's not ok at all! I groped my way out and found out that I was a freaking CAT! I'm sure I'm a human. It all came rushing back. Me stuck in a dark room. Crazy doctors covering me with a body needle, injecting stuff into every cell of my body. Being lost in an empty, confusing isolation maze. Stolen from my bed when I was 6 years old. Made run into boiling water. Forced to think about different animals and somehow appearing as those animals. Wait, that last one could help me now! I thought of turning into a human and then I blacked out.
When I woke up I was at least human. I had no sense of my gender, though. It seemed as though they had tinkered with my body enough to the point that I couldn't think of any bias to myself personally whether or not I am a boy or a girl. I looked down at myself and determined that I was a girl at the moment. yeah, and how could I tell? There were breasts on my chest, that's how. A little _________ for my current form though. At least I got some clothes with the transformation. I got up but then fell over, equilibrium off, landing on the dumpster edge. I tried again, and I got my balance. I walked out of the alley and was exposed to a busy city sidewalk. Cars hummed up and down the street, floating three inches above the ground, and there were barely any people on the sidewalks. I think that all people are supposed to be riding IN their cars, so I figured I'd be a car. I thought about one of the more expensive looking cars, and I felt a sharp jab of pain, but not enough to knock me out. I had regained some energy from my earlier transformation. I felt myself getting pulled out into another shape, and then my skin hardened to metal while my eyes slid to be my headlights. Ha ha. By the time the change was done, I was a, GASP, car.
I cranked my new engine up and lifted off the ground. I hummed along the street looking for something interesting. I glanced at a sign that said, "Calling all Aliens & Mutants! Come live at O.F.M.A. and you won't get "mistreated". I passed the sign and went floating along for a while until I realized what it meant. I did a quick U-turn and headed back to where the sign was. When I got there, the sign was gone... But I used my new "Internal Computer" that I got along with turning into a car to Google O.F.M.A. I didn't find much, only an address and a phone number, along with the date. It's 2125. Somehow that doesn't freak me out.
I called the number and the answering machine picked up and said, "Your number supposedly does not exist in any directory. Please try a pay phone. Oh, wait, those were banned 30 years ago, -giggle- give or take. Sorry for the inconvenience."
Oh, shoot. They have an Intel-iGent II answering machine? Those things freaking rave the internet to check if callers actually have a valid phone number. I decided to find the address.
I entered the address into my new GPS and found my way to O.F.M.A. When I got to the building I pulled myself into a human form. At least I thought I did until I walked into the lobby. Everybody in there was gawking at me. I looked down at myself. I was a okay-ish dressed woman who could easily be the next supermodel from the waist up. I was like 20 feet of snake from the waist down, a glowing yellow-gold color with black, white and purple stripes periodically down my snake part. I felt a breeze tug at my back, and I found I had wings. White angel wings. I stood at about 7 feet tall above the ground. I contracted part of my snake body almost effortlessly to be shorter. I was now at eye level with the clerk. He was still gawking at me. I said, "What, you've never seen an mutant who is half snake?" He replied, "No ma'am, it's just that you're very alluring. By dog backwards, you glow and have angel wings!" I told him, "Please don't refer to my gender, I am asexual and a shapeshifter." I felt someone poking my snake part, and in an instant I was in that guys' face. I screamed at him, "WHAT?!?!" He said, "Okay, okay, you don't need to do that. I was getting myself a DNA sample from you so I know what you can do. My name is Marco. I am the leader of O.F.M.A. and I am a Lizarian. Mark, the founder of O.F.M.A., just retired along with his sister Kate. You want to join O.F.M.A.?" I replied, "Yeah, sure, as seeing I am not "human". What's it like here?" He told me to follow him. I slid along the tile effortlessly, and looked around. The decor was a little outdated but I could care less.
The premises were cool. There was a large training field in the back of the building that was loaded with tech and weapons all ready to kill you. The caft's all probably for the aliens who live here. We reached some stairs to head to where I was going to live, but I couldn't slither up them. "Marco, I can't use the stairs. I don't think that my body wasn't made for stair climbing." He chuckled gently and said, "Well, No Name Person, you could use your wings." Oh yeah, I forgot I had wings. I decided to try them out. I extended them to almost full length, focused on the top of the staircase, and somehow got there in less than a second. Marco looked like he got hit by my tail while I did my warp-flying thing, because his face had a long red welt on it.. He was staring at me in a funny way, and I felt my snake half pull into something. I looked down and now had 10 foot legs. I shrunk them down to about 3 feet. "So you're a shapeshifter, right?" He started climbing the stairs "Were you kidnapped at about age six and were your parents Richard Burson and Jessica Yellows?" I was wondering about all this and then more came rushing back to me. Reluctantly I said, "Yes, they were. but how did you know about all of that?" "Well," He said as he huffed out a breath, "You were all over the news. You disappeared at about the same time as 7 other kids. they called the whole deal "The Rejects" because the government only took rich peoples kids and experimented on them. When the government took them was shortly after they had sent the army against O.F.M.A. and was defeated by us. Oh, just so you know your parents named you Elaina Sara Lariannis Aslina Burson. Huh, that's funny. Your initials spell E-S-L-A-B." Great. Now I had a really long name given to me by my parents. "Are my parents still alive?" "Yes, Ms. Burson, your parents are still alive but I suggest finding a photo of yourself when you were six and have us age process it. How old are you?" I thought about that. My body was so messed up by government experimentation that I had no sense of age. I told him, "I think I'm fourteen. Is that right? How long ago was I kidnapped?" "Umm, it's 2125, and you were six at the time of the kidnapping, so subtract fourteen from 2125, then add six, and you were kidnapped seven years ago. I was like twenty years old then. Just so you know, your mom is what you came in here looking like. I bet you didn't know it, but your dad could change his bodies appearance, and your mom is an alien. An Azata to be exact. She's of the Lillend species and she stayed here at one point. You came in here in Lillend form." Really? I'm like a third alien, a third mutant, and a third human. Jeez, I got it all lumped together. "Uhh, how exactly do you know all that but I don't?" He said, "Elaina, it was a viral thing. It was all over the media. I have to, by O.F.M.A. code, I have to see your powers in real action, not just leg shrinking." Marco said to try turning into him, so I focused on trying to turn into him, but I couldn't. He said, "Can't do it? I'll tell you why. I am not in my true form. Would you like to see it?" I told him, "Yeah, sure." He looked down and took a deep breath. Shortly after he did this, he started swelling in size, and his muscles manifested themselves as rock hard, well, boulders. He started sprouting fine green scales all over, while the neck seemed to slit itself with gills. His face stretched out into a dinosaur-like head while the eyes took on a reptilian appearance. Marco then sprouted a tail, and spikes showed up and down his back. A hard stick-like thing came out between his legs and grew webbing like a fin. He pulled off his shoes just before he sprouted shiny jet-black claws from his fingers and toes. Finally colorful marks drew themselves across his scales. "Here I am, Elaina." His voice had taken on a gravely baritone. I was like "Uuhho wow! What are you again?" He replied, "A Lizarian. Our species name seems heavily influenced by English, but a stray NASA ship crashed on our planet. I think it said, "Voyager I". It had a plaque on it that had directions to earth and also diagrams of humans."
Voyager I? I've never heard of it till now. Uhh, I think it was launched more than a hundred years ago. That is an old spacecraft. "How long ago did it land on your planet?" He said, "Ohh, maybe about 30 years ago. Embarrassing enough I was still in my egg developing. When I hatched I had a week to live on my planet before they stuck me on a spacecraft headed here. I was the runt of the litter and that's why my parents let me go. Now I'm probably larger than most 30-year-old Lizarians." Jeez, the family situation on his planet must be difficult.
"Okay, now try it." I focused on his form, taking in the details of it. I mentally photographed him and refocused on that. I felt myself start to ooze a slick material. It felt like it hardened after a few seconds. While this happened I got a filling/bloating sensation as my muscle mass increased sevenfold. My face pulled into a long shape while my ears turned into gel-sack-like things and sank into the side of my head. my hands enlargened and sucked in my fingers, quickly replaced by claws. The process finished up a few seconds later.
I glanced at Marco, feeling an almost uncontained power of strength ripple through my entirety. I found that I couldn't focus on him with my head pointed straight at him. I turned my head slightly sideways and BINGO! there he was. "Difficult to be a good shot, right?" I told him, "Yeah, how do you stand it?" I was surprised by the sound of my voice. Replying he told me, "I was tainted by humanoid DNA, so my eyes face more forwards, like humans."
Apparently I didn't get to "Marco" shape, I just got the "Lizarian" part. I walked after Marco, simultaneously changing back to my form before this one.
Chapter 2
He led me to my room shortly after me switching back to human form, and before he let me in, I think he told the intercom to my room, "Azata, of the Lillend type." Then he told me, "Just wait a minute. The room is adjusting for your comfort." "What does it do?" He replied, "The building has Comfort-Adjust+. If I tell a room "Lizarian" It will become similar to my home planet."
"Uhh, but I'm from Earth. Born here, experimented on here, and my father was partial human, right? I don't see how it will change." "Well, you can enter now, so maybe you will see how much you take after your mom." I reached for a handle by habit but found none. The door swung open by itself. I slithered in because I was in Lillend form again. I had a hard time resisting the personal attraction to the form. I was amazed at my surroundings. the room was gold and white themed with a sort of neon purple accents. A really long chair sat in front of a fifty or sixty inch glass-pane TV. I looked closer at the chair, and it had a shape of my likeness molded into it. I looked at Marco. "How is there a 12 foot long chair with almost exactly my shape molded in it?" He chuckled at my comment and replied, "Whether you knew it or not, everything that comes through the front doors of O.F.M.A. gets a 3-D body read, so since you came in in the form you are now, our system scanned that form and made calculations based on your shape and added them to our files, including the Comfort-Adjust+ computer. Oh, and with this room you also get your own uber-computer." He left the room while I was still dazzled by how much my new quarters resembled what I liked. Clean, pure, Nature, and so on. I said "Nature" just for the heck of it, and in an instant my room became Forest-themed. I said "Revert" and it changed back, but it was my room up-side-down. I then commanded, "Normal State!" and the room became stark white. Frustrated, I tried what Marco had said. "Azata, of the Lillend type." That worked finally.
After the trouble of habitat changing, I turned on the uber-computer and found a Comfort-Adjust+.exe file. I stared at it for a second, and the EyeCamera clicked on the file. In less than a second I was exposed to a huge array of options for my room. I scrolled down and a menu called "Voice Control Sensitivity" came up. It was up to like 95%. No wonder that it changed every time I said something. I toned it down to 47% but then decided to stick it on 0% because I had this program to adjust the room. I clicked "Lock" to make sure my settings didn't change, but a pop-up said "This function is reserved for Marco only. Sorry for the inconvenience, Ms. Elaina.
I toned the room down to "Near Midnight" and it took on a cool dark blue-black as the main color. The accents were a soft neon orange that glowed. I went and fit myself into my cool chair-bed and fell asleep.
I started a dream almost immediately. I was in the middle of nowhere, the sky was overcast, colored a drab grey like it was about to rain. Out of nowhere came a bolt of energy. I quickly dodged it, but then a volley of them came from all around me, and I instinctively knew it was an ambush while dodging the new rounds. I also knew that energy like the lasers would go through glass and similar substances, so I focused and became a living piece of crystal. Another volley came but I stood there, and in less than thirty seconds the field was aflame from the lasers diffusing through me. I heard loud pops and then I shattered to bits. [JOLT out of bed] Ohh jeez, what was all that about? I rolled out of bed but a sound like grinding glass came from the movement. I looked down. I was solid cyan-colored crystal shaped like, well, a Lillend. Oh, skittles. Apparently I still had full range of motion but I was more... fragile.
Chapter 3
I tried going out the door but it was locked. I didn't try to ram it open. I'm wondering if the building is in lockdown. I checked the uber-computer and sure enough, I was right. I SkypeCalled Marco and asked him, "What's going on?" He told me, "Another siege by the government. they really hate us for some reason." "You think it's because we have powers they don't, or is it because they are too lazy to try and replicate our mutations?" "It's probably both of those reasons. Uhh, I gotta go. See ya later, Elaina." I ended the call and pulled up the internet. I searched FRIV.com and pressed enter. A purple page popped up with thumbnails on it. I hovered over a thumbnail and a bubble popped up and said, [THIS GAME IS CALLED: SAND CASTLE.] I clicked it and page came up saying, It appears you do not have Adobe FLASH installed on your computer. Click HERE to download. Meh. you probably know the process. I think this has been around for maybe 120 years. I checked the site. The last time this FRIV website was updated was in 2059. Dang & gee whiz! They could delete the site for all the world cared.
The download finished and I was redirected back to the FRIV website. I clicked a game tab randomly. The game that popped up was called "Electric man 2, powered by the Kungfujitsu engine" The game came up and I clicked the first level. The game was about fighting stick persons. I beat up the contestants. within 10 minutes I had beat up the game.
That was a satisfying 10 minutes. A big "BOOM" rattled my room and reminded me, I am still made of crystal. I focused slightly, and I slowly softened back to snakeskin and flesh. Yep, I'm still a Lillend. I decided to change that. I stared at my snake tail and it shrunk down and split into legs. I tried to walk, and I flopped to the floor with a solid "THWUP". "OWW!" Fudge! I forgot to harden some bone in there. I reached down to feel my legs and found that I could wrap them around myself twice if i wanted to, they were so flexible without the bone. I imagined some bone in there so I could walk.
Chapter 4
When the door finally unlocked I burst into the hall and headed directly for the commons. Unfortunately I had imagined my bones wrong, so I was too fast for myself and kept slamming into walls. In other words, I had springy, double jointed cat legs. I finally got to the central part of O.F.M.A. but not without like a billion bruises. I was a bruise! I looked for Marco's office and found it. He wasn't in it. Another abrupt BOOM sounded, but the room didn't shake. I went behind his desk and plopped down in his chair. It adjusted to my weight and bobbed up and down. I looked around the desktop and found a drawer marked "Parents to Possible Kid's Gifts". I touched it. The drawer made a beeping noise and then the lock slid out of its slot. I pulled it open and found it filled with boxes. One in the far corner was marked "for Elaina B. if she lives and finds O.F.M.A." Apparently I am here now, living, so I grabbed the box and pulled.
It was a really long box, longer than the desk is tall. I wonder how it fit in there. I finally got it out and dragged it to the teleporter. A sign in front of the teleporter said, "Only one person at a time please." I hopped on and typed in my destination, but then a a big blob of gross, chunky goo shoved itself into the machine as well. "Transport activating in 3...2...1...Launch! It whirred and I felt torn into a billion little pieces and blown around by a wind tunnel jet. I almost lost sanity in that thing. I solidified and stepped out. I had to puke. I heaved but felt jelly. I heaved again and i made a gross hacking sound. a blob of that goo monster I looked down, and one eye found ground and the other that I was a grotesque mix of me and goo blob. I half slid, half ran down the stairs and to the Medical Room. I signed in. They asked me, "Teleporter Mix?" I replied "Ye-glargle-sss, Th-giliagup-iss stupid-dulakabble blobb-erlgbla Sho-glegude-ved itssself I-gglarbl-n withhh mee." It's difficult talking with your tongue felling like it's not a tongue, but just unresponsive matter. They pulled me to a room behind the desk and put me into a machine that was very similar to what got me into this mess. They asked where my room was, and I told them, "Four-ghlarg-th floor, fiftee-glable-nth room." They warmed up the machine and said "Fire in 3...2...1... Ding!" I felt ripped apart again, but when I solidified I was in my room, all normal.
Chapter 5
Marco came back inside, obviously exhausted. He grabbed a mike from behind the staff desk and announced, "We won this time because of surrender, but our luck will run out eventually."
I walked over to him, but he disappeared right then. "Wha- HOW?" I said, but then I heard a gravelly whisper next to my ear. it said, "Meet me at my room. Ask the secretary where it is." I saw a ripple across the room and it went around a corner. OH. Invisibility ability or just very effective camouflage.
I went and asked where his room is, and he told me to go around the corner and find room 51. I did and then knocked. He said, "Come on in, Elaina." I phased through the door because I wanted to be gaseous. "Where are you? Oh, I can smell you now. Gassy Elaina, right?" With my force of will i made the air in the room vibrate "Yesss". I then solidified right in front of him. "Whoa!!!" he yelled as he instinctively went on defensive pose.
"DO not ever sneak up on me in gaseous form and then solidify! I have killed people accidentally when they did it here at O.F.M.A.!" "Okay, okay, now I know. So, uhh, why did you ask me to come to your room?" He replied, "I asked you to come so you can see what other planets of the creatures who live here looked like." He commanded, "Dragonai, Kate" and the room took on an eerie purple-black mix, with a mini active volcano in the corner of the room. The bed became a warmly glowing orange stone. I touched it and it was comfortably warm. I asked Marco, "Um, what's a Dragonai?" "Are you sure you want to know? I would have to put you on Field Duty." I told him, "NO duhh I'd like to meet them and get field duty. I sit in my room bored playing this century old game called Minecram or Minemake or something like that." "Minecraft?" "Yeah, that's it."
Chapter 6
I practiced flying with my wings out in the training field, and developed my own fighting style at the same time. Of course, I was just waiting for Mark and Kate to show up. All I know about them is that they're Dragonai and were former leaders of O.F.M.A.
My fighting style I developed was based on spinning attacks and whip-smack. It helped that i had quicker than light reflexes. Anyway, my tail was the deliverer of these particular attacks. I found that if I tensed the end of my tail, three small spikes with sharpened edges came out. I tore up like, fifty dummies and still felt pumped for more...
Three people walked out of the back door to the field. I quickly identified one as Marco, and then came to the realization that the other two were Mark and Kate. I walked to them and introduced myself. "Hello, I'm Elaina. I think you already know that I live here." The woman answered, "Yes, we know. I'm Kate, short for Katelyn. This is my brother Mark. We have had our differences, but we are now, well, over it all."
I asked them, "So, why did you guys have to retire?" Mark replied, "So why did you have to come to O.F.M.A.? It got too nerve-wracking for me. Marco, though, seems to have it down." Marco took his bite at that sentence."Hey, I may be running the Organization for Mutants and Aliens, but trust me, if I didn't have super-sonic speed and uber-computers, I would have given up and teleported myself to Hawaii."
Okay, so maybe O.F.M.A. isn't the best place for me. If Marco goes screwy, he'll tear up the Organization and most of those who live there. Anyway, I asked Mark and Kate, "Uhh, what do you guys look like out of your disguise?" Kate told me, "We don't exactly have a set form like Marco does. We are Dragonai, and because we haven't jumped in a volcano to lounge," and as she said that, she glared at Mark, "We have not been locked into one form only." With that she closed her eyes with concentration, but not before she took off her shirt. She started turning a metallic blue while scales emerged from her perfect skin. Large neon purple wings unmeshed themselves from around her body and stretched out.
She opened her eyes just as they turned green with the reptilian slit of a pupil. Her knees reversed and grew a foot longer, and her hands and feet grew silver claws. Blades jutted out from the legs slightly like Marco's, but they were more curved in a decorative way. Her face streched out about six inches, and some similarities with Marco's Lizarian form began appearing. As a final touch she grew thick armor plating.
A voice that was not my own sounded inside of my head. I may not be able to verbally speak, but I can do mind to mind, or telepathy, if you want to call it that. Here is what I prefer to look like.
the end.... for now.
Shifter
Book 3 of the Outcasts series
Classified by O.F.M.A.
Transcribed by jccreszMinecraft
(Author does not want to show his identity, only his MC username)
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Epilogue & Note to Reader: I seem to have continuing trust from the Organization for Mutants and Aliens, AKA O.F.M.A., as Mark or Marco lets his members keep sending me stories of what is happening to the group. I am only copying the stories onto File 8 of my Note Electronic Omitter, or NEO which I should not be doing. As far as I can tell, this message is from a troubled teen who was kidnapped by the government at a young age and then turned into an "Alien" by the world's standards. He was released, but now he deals with shape-holding problems. Oh, sorry, maybe I should let you find out for yourself.
Chapter 1
Ahh, man, my insides feel messed up. I feel furry, and it's dark. No, my vision is just a little fuzzy, that's all. Where am I? Who am I again? Why am I sitting on a rotten banana peel behind a dumpster? Wait, WHAT?!?!? A ROTTEN BANANA PEEL BEHIND A DUMPSTER!?!?! OK, that's not ok at all! I groped my way out and found out that I was a freaking CAT! I'm sure I'm a human. It all came rushing back. Me stuck in a dark room. Crazy doctors covering me with a body needle, injecting stuff into every cell of my body. Being lost in an empty, confusing isolation maze. Stolen from my bed when I was 6 years old. Made run into boiling water. Forced to think about different animals and somehow appearing as those animals. Wait, that last one could help me now! I thought of turning into a human and then I blacked out.
When I woke up I was at least human. I had no sense of my gender, though. It seemed as though they had tinkered with my body enough to the point that I couldn't think of any bias to myself personally whether or not I am a boy or a girl. I looked down at myself and determined that I was a girl at the moment. yeah, and how could I tell? There were breasts on my chest, that's how. A little _________ for my current form though. At least I got some clothes with the transformation. I got up but then fell over, equilibrium off, landing on the dumpster edge. I tried again, and I got my balance. I walked out of the alley and was exposed to a busy city sidewalk. Cars hummed up and down the street, floating three inches above the ground, and there were barely any people on the sidewalks. I think that all people are supposed to be riding IN their cars, so I figured I'd be a car. I thought about one of the more expensive looking cars, and I felt a sharp jab of pain, but not enough to knock me out. I had regained some energy from my earlier transformation. I felt myself getting pulled out into another shape, and then my skin hardened to metal while my eyes slid to be my headlights. Ha ha. By the time the change was done, I was a, GASP, car.
I cranked my new engine up and lifted off the ground. I hummed along the street looking for something interesting. I glanced at a sign that said, "Calling all Aliens & Mutants! Come live at O.F.M.A. and you won't get "mistreated". I passed the sign and went floating along for a while until I realized what it meant. I did a quick U-turn and headed back to where the sign was. When I got there, the sign was gone... But I used my new "Internal Computer" that I got along with turning into a car to Google O.F.M.A. I didn't find much, only an address and a phone number, along with the date. It's 2125. Somehow that doesn't freak me out.
I called the number and the answering machine picked up and said, "Your number supposedly does not exist in any directory. Please try a pay phone. Oh, wait, those were banned 30 years ago, -giggle- give or take. Sorry for the inconvenience."
Oh, shoot. They have an Intel-iGent II answering machine? Those things freaking rave the internet to check if callers actually have a valid phone number. I decided to find the address.
I entered the address into my new GPS and found my way to O.F.M.A. When I got to the building I pulled myself into a human form. At least I thought I did until I walked into the lobby. Everybody in there was gawking at me. I looked down at myself. I was a okay-ish dressed woman who could easily be the next supermodel from the waist up. I was like 20 feet of snake from the waist down, a glowing yellow-gold color with black, white and purple stripes periodically down my snake part. I felt a breeze tug at my back, and I found I had wings. White angel wings. I stood at about 7 feet tall above the ground. I contracted part of my snake body almost effortlessly to be shorter. I was now at eye level with the clerk. He was still gawking at me. I said, "What, you've never seen an mutant who is half snake?" He replied, "No ma'am, it's just that you're very alluring. By dog backwards, you glow and have angel wings!" I told him, "Please don't refer to my gender, I am asexual and a shapeshifter." I felt someone poking my snake part, and in an instant I was in that guys' face. I screamed at him, "WHAT?!?!" He said, "Okay, okay, you don't need to do that. I was getting myself a DNA sample from you so I know what you can do. My name is Marco. I am the leader of O.F.M.A. and I am a Lizarian. Mark, the founder of O.F.M.A., just retired along with his sister Kate. You want to join O.F.M.A.?" I replied, "Yeah, sure, as seeing I am not "human". What's it like here?" He told me to follow him. I slid along the tile effortlessly, and looked around. The decor was a little outdated but I could care less.
The premises were cool. There was a large training field in the back of the building that was loaded with tech and weapons all ready to kill you. The caft's all probably for the aliens who live here. We reached some stairs to head to where I was going to live, but I couldn't slither up them. "Marco, I can't use the stairs. I don't think that my body wasn't made for stair climbing." He chuckled gently and said, "Well, No Name Person, you could use your wings." Oh yeah, I forgot I had wings. I decided to try them out. I extended them to almost full length, focused on the top of the staircase, and somehow got there in less than a second. Marco looked like he got hit by my tail while I did my warp-flying thing, because his face had a long red welt on it.. He was staring at me in a funny way, and I felt my snake half pull into something. I looked down and now had 10 foot legs. I shrunk them down to about 3 feet. "So you're a shapeshifter, right?" He started climbing the stairs "Were you kidnapped at about age six and were your parents Richard Burson and Jessica Yellows?" I was wondering about all this and then more came rushing back to me. Reluctantly I said, "Yes, they were. but how did you know about all of that?" "Well," He said as he huffed out a breath, "You were all over the news. You disappeared at about the same time as 7 other kids. they called the whole deal "The Rejects" because the government only took rich peoples kids and experimented on them. When the government took them was shortly after they had sent the army against O.F.M.A. and was defeated by us. Oh, just so you know your parents named you Elaina Sara Lariannis Aslina Burson. Huh, that's funny. Your initials spell E-S-L-A-B." Great. Now I had a really long name given to me by my parents. "Are my parents still alive?" "Yes, Ms. Burson, your parents are still alive but I suggest finding a photo of yourself when you were six and have us age process it. How old are you?" I thought about that. My body was so messed up by government experimentation that I had no sense of age. I told him, "I think I'm fourteen. Is that right? How long ago was I kidnapped?" "Umm, it's 2125, and you were six at the time of the kidnapping, so subtract fourteen from 2125, then add six, and you were kidnapped seven years ago. I was like twenty years old then. Just so you know, your mom is what you came in here looking like. I bet you didn't know it, but your dad could change his bodies appearance, and your mom is an alien. An Azata to be exact. She's of the Lillend species and she stayed here at one point. You came in here in Lillend form." Really? I'm like a third alien, a third mutant, and a third human. Jeez, I got it all lumped together. "Uhh, how exactly do you know all that but I don't?" He said, "Elaina, it was a viral thing. It was all over the media. I have to, by O.F.M.A. code, I have to see your powers in real action, not just leg shrinking." Marco said to try turning into him, so I focused on trying to turn into him, but I couldn't. He said, "Can't do it? I'll tell you why. I am not in my true form. Would you like to see it?" I told him, "Yeah, sure." He looked down and took a deep breath. Shortly after he did this, he started swelling in size, and his muscles manifested themselves as rock hard, well, boulders. He started sprouting fine green scales all over, while the neck seemed to slit itself with gills. His face stretched out into a dinosaur-like head while the eyes took on a reptilian appearance. Marco then sprouted a tail, and spikes showed up and down his back. A hard stick-like thing came out between his legs and grew webbing like a fin. He pulled off his shoes just before he sprouted shiny jet-black claws from his fingers and toes. Finally colorful marks drew themselves across his scales. "Here I am, Elaina." His voice had taken on a gravely baritone. I was like "Uuhho wow! What are you again?" He replied, "A Lizarian. Our species name seems heavily influenced by English, but a stray NASA ship crashed on our planet. I think it said, "Voyager I". It had a plaque on it that had directions to earth and also diagrams of humans."
Voyager I? I've never heard of it till now. Uhh, I think it was launched more than a hundred years ago. That is an old spacecraft. "How long ago did it land on your planet?" He said, "Ohh, maybe about 30 years ago. Embarrassing enough I was still in my egg developing. When I hatched I had a week to live on my planet before they stuck me on a spacecraft headed here. I was the runt of the litter and that's why my parents let me go. Now I'm probably larger than most 30-year-old Lizarians." Jeez, the family situation on his planet must be difficult.
"Okay, now try it." I focused on his form, taking in the details of it. I mentally photographed him and refocused on that. I felt myself start to ooze a slick material. It felt like it hardened after a few seconds. While this happened I got a filling/bloating sensation as my muscle mass increased sevenfold. My face pulled into a long shape while my ears turned into gel-sack-like things and sank into the side of my head. my hands enlargened and sucked in my fingers, quickly replaced by claws. The process finished up a few seconds later.
I glanced at Marco, feeling an almost uncontained power of strength ripple through my entirety. I found that I couldn't focus on him with my head pointed straight at him. I turned my head slightly sideways and BINGO! there he was. "Difficult to be a good shot, right?" I told him, "Yeah, how do you stand it?" I was surprised by the sound of my voice. Replying he told me, "I was tainted by humanoid DNA, so my eyes face more forwards, like humans."
Apparently I didn't get to "Marco" shape, I just got the "Lizarian" part. I walked after Marco, simultaneously changing back to my form before this one.
Chapter 2
He led me to my room shortly after me switching back to human form, and before he let me in, I think he told the intercom to my room, "Azata, of the Lillend type." Then he told me, "Just wait a minute. The room is adjusting for your comfort." "What does it do?" He replied, "The building has Comfort-Adjust+. If I tell a room "Lizarian" It will become similar to my home planet."
"Uhh, but I'm from Earth. Born here, experimented on here, and my father was partial human, right? I don't see how it will change." "Well, you can enter now, so maybe you will see how much you take after your mom." I reached for a handle by habit but found none. The door swung open by itself. I slithered in because I was in Lillend form again. I had a hard time resisting the personal attraction to the form. I was amazed at my surroundings. the room was gold and white themed with a sort of neon purple accents. A really long chair sat in front of a fifty or sixty inch glass-pane TV. I looked closer at the chair, and it had a shape of my likeness molded into it. I looked at Marco. "How is there a 12 foot long chair with almost exactly my shape molded in it?" He chuckled at my comment and replied, "Whether you knew it or not, everything that comes through the front doors of O.F.M.A. gets a 3-D body read, so since you came in in the form you are now, our system scanned that form and made calculations based on your shape and added them to our files, including the Comfort-Adjust+ computer. Oh, and with this room you also get your own uber-computer." He left the room while I was still dazzled by how much my new quarters resembled what I liked. Clean, pure, Nature, and so on. I said "Nature" just for the heck of it, and in an instant my room became Forest-themed. I said "Revert" and it changed back, but it was my room up-side-down. I then commanded, "Normal State!" and the room became stark white. Frustrated, I tried what Marco had said. "Azata, of the Lillend type." That worked finally.
After the trouble of habitat changing, I turned on the uber-computer and found a Comfort-Adjust+.exe file. I stared at it for a second, and the EyeCamera clicked on the file. In less than a second I was exposed to a huge array of options for my room. I scrolled down and a menu called "Voice Control Sensitivity" came up. It was up to like 95%. No wonder that it changed every time I said something. I toned it down to 47% but then decided to stick it on 0% because I had this program to adjust the room. I clicked "Lock" to make sure my settings didn't change, but a pop-up said "This function is reserved for Marco only. Sorry for the inconvenience, Ms. Elaina.
I toned the room down to "Near Midnight" and it took on a cool dark blue-black as the main color. The accents were a soft neon orange that glowed. I went and fit myself into my cool chair-bed and fell asleep.
I started a dream almost immediately. I was in the middle of nowhere, the sky was overcast, colored a drab grey like it was about to rain. Out of nowhere came a bolt of energy. I quickly dodged it, but then a volley of them came from all around me, and I instinctively knew it was an ambush while dodging the new rounds. I also knew that energy like the lasers would go through glass and similar substances, so I focused and became a living piece of crystal. Another volley came but I stood there, and in less than thirty seconds the field was aflame from the lasers diffusing through me. I heard loud pops and then I shattered to bits. [JOLT out of bed] Ohh jeez, what was all that about? I rolled out of bed but a sound like grinding glass came from the movement. I looked down. I was solid cyan-colored crystal shaped like, well, a Lillend. Oh, skittles. Apparently I still had full range of motion but I was more... fragile.
Chapter 3
I tried going out the door but it was locked. I didn't try to ram it open. I'm wondering if the building is in lockdown. I checked the uber-computer and sure enough, I was right. I SkypeCalled Marco and asked him, "What's going on?" He told me, "Another siege by the government. they really hate us for some reason." "You think it's because we have powers they don't, or is it because they are too lazy to try and replicate our mutations?" "It's probably both of those reasons. Uhh, I gotta go. See ya later, Elaina." I ended the call and pulled up the internet. I searched FRIV.com and pressed enter. A purple page popped up with thumbnails on it. I hovered over a thumbnail and a bubble popped up and said, [THIS GAME IS CALLED: SAND CASTLE.] I clicked it and page came up saying, It appears you do not have Adobe FLASH installed on your computer. Click HERE to download. Meh. you probably know the process. I think this has been around for maybe 120 years. I checked the site. The last time this FRIV website was updated was in 2059. Dang & gee whiz! They could delete the site for all the world cared.
The download finished and I was redirected back to the FRIV website. I clicked a game tab randomly. The game that popped up was called "Electric man 2, powered by the Kungfujitsu engine" The game came up and I clicked the first level. The game was about fighting stick persons. I beat up the contestants. within 10 minutes I had beat up the game.
That was a satisfying 10 minutes. A big "BOOM" rattled my room and reminded me, I am still made of crystal. I focused slightly, and I slowly softened back to snakeskin and flesh. Yep, I'm still a Lillend. I decided to change that. I stared at my snake tail and it shrunk down and split into legs. I tried to walk, and I flopped to the floor with a solid "THWUP". "OWW!" Fudge! I forgot to harden some bone in there. I reached down to feel my legs and found that I could wrap them around myself twice if i wanted to, they were so flexible without the bone. I imagined some bone in there so I could walk.
Chapter 4
When the door finally unlocked I burst into the hall and headed directly for the commons. Unfortunately I had imagined my bones wrong, so I was too fast for myself and kept slamming into walls. In other words, I had springy, double jointed cat legs. I finally got to the central part of O.F.M.A. but not without like a billion bruises. I was a bruise! I looked for Marco's office and found it. He wasn't in it. Another abrupt BOOM sounded, but the room didn't shake. I went behind his desk and plopped down in his chair. It adjusted to my weight and bobbed up and down. I looked around the desktop and found a drawer marked "Parents to Possible Kid's Gifts". I touched it. The drawer made a beeping noise and then the lock slid out of its slot. I pulled it open and found it filled with boxes. One in the far corner was marked "for Elaina B. if she lives and finds O.F.M.A." Apparently I am here now, living, so I grabbed the box and pulled.
It was a really long box, longer than the desk is tall. I wonder how it fit in there. I finally got it out and dragged it to the teleporter. A sign in front of the teleporter said, "Only one person at a time please." I hopped on and typed in my destination, but then a a big blob of gross, chunky goo shoved itself into the machine as well. "Transport activating in 3...2...1...Launch! It whirred and I felt torn into a billion little pieces and blown around by a wind tunnel jet. I almost lost sanity in that thing. I solidified and stepped out. I had to puke. I heaved but felt jelly. I heaved again and i made a gross hacking sound. a blob of that goo monster I looked down, and one eye found ground and the other that I was a grotesque mix of me and goo blob. I half slid, half ran down the stairs and to the Medical Room. I signed in. They asked me, "Teleporter Mix?" I replied "Ye-glargle-sss, Th-giliagup-iss stupid-dulakabble blobb-erlgbla Sho-glegude-ved itssself I-gglarbl-n withhh mee." It's difficult talking with your tongue felling like it's not a tongue, but just unresponsive matter. They pulled me to a room behind the desk and put me into a machine that was very similar to what got me into this mess. They asked where my room was, and I told them, "Four-ghlarg-th floor, fiftee-glable-nth room." They warmed up the machine and said "Fire in 3...2...1... Ding!" I felt ripped apart again, but when I solidified I was in my room, all normal.
Chapter 5
Marco came back inside, obviously exhausted. He grabbed a mike from behind the staff desk and announced, "We won this time because of surrender, but our luck will run out eventually."
I walked over to him, but he disappeared right then. "Wha- HOW?" I said, but then I heard a gravelly whisper next to my ear. it said, "Meet me at my room. Ask the secretary where it is." I saw a ripple across the room and it went around a corner. OH. Invisibility ability or just very effective camouflage.
I went and asked where his room is, and he told me to go around the corner and find room 51. I did and then knocked. He said, "Come on in, Elaina." I phased through the door because I wanted to be gaseous. "Where are you? Oh, I can smell you now. Gassy Elaina, right?" With my force of will i made the air in the room vibrate "Yesss". I then solidified right in front of him. "Whoa!!!" he yelled as he instinctively went on defensive pose.
"DO not ever sneak up on me in gaseous form and then solidify! I have killed people accidentally when they did it here at O.F.M.A.!" "Okay, okay, now I know. So, uhh, why did you ask me to come to your room?" He replied, "I asked you to come so you can see what other planets of the creatures who live here looked like." He commanded, "Dragonai, Kate" and the room took on an eerie purple-black mix, with a mini active volcano in the corner of the room. The bed became a warmly glowing orange stone. I touched it and it was comfortably warm. I asked Marco, "Um, what's a Dragonai?" "Are you sure you want to know? I would have to put you on Field Duty." I told him, "NO duhh I'd like to meet them and get field duty. I sit in my room bored playing this century old game called Minecram or Minemake or something like that." "Minecraft?" "Yeah, that's it."
Chapter 6
I practiced flying with my wings out in the training field, and developed my own fighting style at the same time. Of course, I was just waiting for Mark and Kate to show up. All I know about them is that they're Dragonai and were former leaders of O.F.M.A.
My fighting style I developed was based on spinning attacks and whip-smack. It helped that i had quicker than light reflexes. Anyway, my tail was the deliverer of these particular attacks. I found that if I tensed the end of my tail, three small spikes with sharpened edges came out. I tore up like, fifty dummies and still felt pumped for more...
Three people walked out of the back door to the field. I quickly identified one as Marco, and then came to the realization that the other two were Mark and Kate. I walked to them and introduced myself. "Hello, I'm Elaina. I think you already know that I live here." The woman answered, "Yes, we know. I'm Kate, short for Katelyn. This is my brother Mark. We have had our differences, but we are now, well, over it all."
I asked them, "So, why did you guys have to retire?" Mark replied, "So why did you have to come to O.F.M.A.? It got too nerve-wracking for me. Marco, though, seems to have it down." Marco took his bite at that sentence."Hey, I may be running the Organization for Mutants and Aliens, but trust me, if I didn't have super-sonic speed and uber-computers, I would have given up and teleported myself to Hawaii."
Okay, so maybe O.F.M.A. isn't the best place for me. If Marco goes screwy, he'll tear up the Organization and most of those who live there. Anyway, I asked Mark and Kate, "Uhh, what do you guys look like out of your disguise?" Kate told me, "We don't exactly have a set form like Marco does. We are Dragonai, and because we haven't jumped in a volcano to lounge," and as she said that, she glared at Mark, "We have not been locked into one form only." With that she closed her eyes with concentration, but not before she took off her shirt. She started turning a metallic blue while scales emerged from her perfect skin. Large neon purple wings unmeshed themselves from around her body and stretched out.
She opened her eyes just as they turned green with the reptilian slit of a pupil. Her knees reversed and grew a foot longer, and her hands and feet grew silver claws. Blades jutted out from the legs slightly like Marco's, but they were more curved in a decorative way. Her face streched out about six inches, and some similarities with Marco's Lizarian form began appearing. As a final touch she grew thick armor plating.
A voice that was not my own sounded inside of my head. I may not be able to verbally speak, but I can do mind to mind, or telepathy, if you want to call it that. Here is what I prefer to look like.
the end.... for now.
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