by Faith Wynters Fri Dec 31, 2010 2:57 am
It was too late. The words echoed in my mind and I knew it had to of been too late. I ran, and ran, but my legs felt as if they were about to give out. I shook my head, taking in labored breaths as I finally made it back to the city limits. I shook with fear as I ran. Someone would see me, but I didn't care. I didn't even have a plan. There had to be something. I couldn't just rob someplace and shootup the place. I had to sneak, to hide. Kitten form could get me almost anywhere, but I knew I'd have probalems finding him.
I took in a deep breath forming into my human form. The hood was pulled over my head and I struggled to breath for a moment. I shook it off before walking into the front. I took in adeep breath.
The woman had barley glanced over the top of her magazine before I had her by her throat, over the desk.
"Where is he?" My voice was venom as I tightened my grip. She struggled to breath before pointing to the back door. Of course I knew he was there.
"What room?" My voice was hard as I shook her like a pitbull would shake a warthog to death. She spat out a number faster than I expected and I watched her a moment, her eyes pleading with me. I shook my head.
"Sorry miss, I don't give second chances, not anymore" With the words I snapped her neck, letting her fall back into the chair. I took in a deep breath as I watched her slump back. SOmeone would find the body, and alert someone. I didn't have much time. And with that, I morphed into a kitten and started toward the door. I took in adeep rbeath ebfore sqeezing myself under the inch of space under the door. God I loved being part cat.