Chapter 1 - Alone with nothing

They thought our type was dying or already dead, well they were wrong, every wrong. For years I’ve been hiding in secrecy, running from being hunted like an animal. Well I am part wolf anyway; from last I heard was that the eraser breed was gone. I know I can never find where I belong; half wolf half human with a set of wings isn’t the kind of “normal” person you want around. So here I am traveling around from place to place finding where my destiny is. So far I’ve herd that the avian kids the scientists most favorite pets are doing better than any eraser has ever been, they would out live us, born to survive. The scientists still loved them the best, like we were never good enough!
I couldn’t stand thinking about how everything revolved around those freaks. They were helping the world, saving it! What am I dirt? I started to morph into a wolf, all this hate for those pathetic kids. My hand still keeping its human like fingers and the rest grew fur and long claws. It didn’t matter I was all alone in the forest of Colorado sitting in a tree. I lifted my hand and swung it at the bark of the tree, leaving a giant gash in the bark. I was nothing; I didn’t matter to the world. If I probably died no one would care. Why couldn’t I be held like a normal child, be normal, live normal? Or at least have some one who didn’t care that I was mutant freak. Tears started to run down my cheeks and my face got hot. I knew this was going to be another lonely night in the forest.

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