As the needle emptied itself into his body, Aaron felt as if acid had replaced his blood. Pain like nothing he had ever felt rocked his body in waves. Eyes closed, barely able to think, he held onto one thought: he needed to accept the change, needed to be strong for his new sister. Her new sister? Her new sister.
Aaron woke in the living room, feeling the breeze from the broken window on her skin, and ruffling her hair... And the animal-like ears on her head. Her hand shoots to the ears grabbing the left one. She lets out a pained cry. The ears were very sensitive. Her right ear twitched as she heard a shifting on the couch. Aaron looked over to see a one tailed kitsune girl around twelve years old asleep on the couch. Was this who her father had become? Was that what she now looked like?
Aaron pushed herself to her feet, at which brought to her attention another change. From her tailbone, three tails extended, swishing as if they had a mind of their own.
She padded silently over to the couch, and sat on the arm of the sofa, just next to her sister's head as she continued to sleep. She was curious what she looked like, but for now, she needed to make sure her new sister was alright.
Aaron knew one thing: they couldn't stay here. Every time any of the Transformed appeared, they were ridiculed, raped or treated as second class citizens. She wouldn't let her little sister go through that.
They would have to go to Paris. Maybe there, they could live in peace.
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