Assassin Päiväkirjat'
-Background detail- Chris is a 15 , (I'm actually almost sixteen asshole.) shut up dude i'm describing you! Anyway, Chris lives at home with his parents and his little sister, Megan, (You can just call me meg ^_^) who is a 13 year old pup who is the exact opposite (looks wise..) from Chris. They live together in a small, single story home, in Sacramento, California, where Chris attends Casa Verde Highschool. This is his story.
"Hey, so i guess if you're reading this, i'm either dead or captured or something else. Well i guess it doesn't matter then.. in the following pages you'll find my life story."-July 14th. 2014-I woke to the sound of dripping. i didn't know what or who was making the noise, only that the source was present.Groggily, i opened my eyes, still laden with sleep, and waited for my brain to switch back on. After about a good 2 minutes, i started to look around the room i was in.It was 2x2 meters approximately 7 feet tall and had a black and gray color scheme to it. the room was sparsely furnished other than two bookshelves to my immediate right, a dresser by the door, and a small but comfy bed which i was laying on.As i started to get up,i quickly regretted it, as all the blood that had gathered in my head as i awoke, now rocketed into my feet, leaving me dizzier than a 'Whack a mole'. i fell back onto the bed and waited for the spots in my eyes to fade as i shook my head and SLOWLY stood back up.Taking careful steps towards the dresser, i opened the middle drawer. underwear and tanktops.. i looked down at myself to see i was completely naked. blushing like a bride, i quickly slipped on a pair of undies and pulled on a black tank top that matched their counterpart.Now satisfied i wasn't going to permanently scar my little sister, who somehow managed to always walk in on me at the worst of times. Anyway, i pulled open my dresser again and pulled out a pair of black and gray 'silkie' (A term my family has pretty much used to describe those nylon basketball shorts that resemble silk) shorts and padded out of my room towards the dining room to grab a small bite to eat.I walked over to the sink and found the source of that infernal noise. i turned the faucet off and disinterestedly rummaged through the fridge looking for anything to eat really, though we didn't have much that you didn't need to actually COOK. Eventually deciding on an apple and granola bar, i headed to the bathroom.i stepped in and closed the door behind me, then faced the mirror on the wall.i was a fairly handsome German shepherd/ wolf mix. i had the pattern styles of my mom and the dominate wolf colors of my dad. i had grey fur going from the tip of my chin, to the base of my groin, and had sleek, black fur everywhere else.i looked down my body with mild disgust at what i saw. i had a undefined six pack and small pecs, a thin body frame common to swimmers, and leg muscles that were a bit too big for my liking.But what really got me was how i could simply be how i was when i didn't have the strength to actually use them. by that i mean, I did have muscles, but they weren't very strong. This gave me a intimidating stature and caused bigger guys to challenge me a lot. this sucked because i didn't have any friends and was pretty much every bullies perfect target.And to make matters worse, my eyes were a
pure silvery white, which i got teased about a lot because they were the same color as well.. you know..i splashed some cold water on my face from the sink, trying to get these depressing thoughts out from my mind, and shook my head, recoiling from the cold bits that made it through my thick coat.i headed towards the garage after munching my foodstuffs, and opened the door to find there was no light..i took a step and tried to flip the switch only to find it was broken, so the only light in the room came from the door behind me.SLAM"What the...? Oh fuck me.." i murmured under my breath.