"Once upon a time..."
The infamous line to the beginning of a fairy-tale. A story that after some trials, the hero/ine would reach their well deserved happy ending.
"And they all lived happily ever after..."
This...is NOT how it works in reality.
Stories that may start off "Once upon a time..." are not meant to remain in that world of romantacized trials and endings that are surefire to happen because the evil is just too grim to be allowed to win.
But, what about the REAL evils?
The trials that NEVER seem to end?
The thing that continues even when "They all live happily ever after..."?
Life isn't a book...
Life isn't set in stone...
Once upon a time a child is born, but does the story of the child truly end after the baby grows into an adult?
Stories make time seem endless.
Stories make the time seem almost unreal...so slow and yet so fast that the story ends only a moment too soon...
But what if that story has barely begun?
That is where the story "begins".
The beginning, and that is where the story shall continue until I begin to see it through to the ending...
Such as the ending is...
Be it happy...
Be it sad...
Be it open-ended...
I will see it through until the end...
What is the end?
A dying breath?
Or is it when you are forgotten from the world of the living and the non-living?
One can only guess.
I suppose that I should start at the beginning of this little endeavor.
My name is Rylyn...
My last name is not known to me, and I haven't had one ever since I could remember.
In all honesty though, my name is really just the replication of my number that rests as a scar on my stomach. Given to me without numbing and without cleaning the instrument to write that horrid code into my belly.
In my human form it is right below my belly button, and it reads...
That is the number that they gave me to keep me in line at the lab.
After that...everything is a blur...a painful and emotional blur.
I woke up, my arms and legs bound to the bed...my right arm swollen with blood oozing from it and an IV slipping a different type of blood inside me.
Suddenly, there was loud "BANG" that I heard in my ears.
Suddenly, my body was different...
Soon after that, I was transformed...and now the DNA of a wolf has combined with my own human DNA.
A wild, reckless wolf that hungers for freedom and the thrill of the hunt.
The question is...
Should I fight her?
Or should I accept her?
Which wolf is she?
Do I have control over this part of it?
Or...will which part of her I feed determine her good OR bad intentions?