The darkened streets of Tomnaste were not the place to be. One lonely man walked down them, trying to find his way home. He surveyed the buildings, trying to find any sign of familiarality, though he couldn’t find one. He kept walking until he came to an ally. He looked around for any sign of trouble. Once he was satisfied, he quickly started walking through.

            He stopped short when he heard rustling. He looked around but the rustling stopped. He continued to walk but the rustling came back. This time a loud shrill followed. The man screamed and started running. He felt someone following him but he didn’t stop. He then felt something grab his ankle and then saw that he was falling. He hit the ground hard, splitting his jaw and shattering his teeth. He tried to cry out but he had a mouthful of blood. He spit it out and still he could not cry out. The mysterious thing was now crawling up to his head. He looked up at it and gasped. It was just a boy but his power was beyond human. His hair was in spikes about three inches long and was totally black. His eyes, black as night, had a red outlining. His teeth were long and as white as bleach. He grabbed the man’s neck with his hand and the man noticed that it was a paw. Huge claws dug into his neck and he felt his throat being ripped out, but the boy stopped before he killed him. He growled lowly and then roared, baring his fangs. He bent down and bit into the man’s neck, blood spewing everywhere as his throat was finally ripped out. The boy went down to the now dead man’s stomach and ripped off his shirt. He took one claw and split the stomach open. Blood and organs fell out onto the ground and the boy took what he wanted. He stood up and felt himself changing back to normal. His ears changed from long, furry pikes to normal ten year-old ears. His fangs drew back into his gums and dulled down to regular teeth. His hands, now back to normal, no longer bared claws and fur. He looked down at his prized organ and smiled. He took the organ and ran home.