Team 1: Ume: First Real Post!

My name is Ume Ootori, Ume meaning plum. I guess you could say I'm goth... I have long black hair and sea green eyes. My 'rentals are those super preppy kind of people that hate the color black... so I guess that's why I like it so much.

Anyway, where my story starts, I'm fourteen, and am a first tear in high school. My 'rents were really getting on my nerves. So I climbed out my window, and ran away. Tokyo might be a big city, but I knew exactly where I was going. Zack had been my friend since I started kindergarden, so he was the first person I went to. I knew he would help me out.

"Zack!" I said, banging on the door, "It's me!" a few seconds later, the dark brown, almost black, haired, brown eyed boy that I knew was opening the door.

"Hey!" he smiled at me. "What's up?" Zack always made me feel better when I was around him, and I was less depressing.

"I finally ran away." I told him everything that happened.

"Well, if you stay here, your parents will check here first, and you know my parents won't lie." I looked in the familiar eyes that I knew. Zack was always so logical, and I always tried to be like him. "We have to get you to some place your parents will never look.

A few minutes later, we were at the park near the museum and the zoo. This huge, pink cafe loomed in front of me. Shivers went down my spine. Pink disturbs me like black disturbs my rental's.

"This will do!" Zack said. "You can sleep at my place, as long as my parents don't know, and stay near here during the day! I'll go get us some drinks from that machine we passed. I just nodded. Sometimes, I wondered if he got the feeling that we were ment to be more than friends...

Suddenly, a earth quake shook the ground. It wasn't major, but it made me stumble. When I glanced up, I caught sight of a cat ornament on the top of the cafe. The golden animal had angel wings, and I guess you can say I've always liked cats.

Anyway, I felt light headed, then I felt my self falling. I think I saw about four other girls also fall. But the black that is alway in stories was actually bright colored orbs floating around me. A lone jaguar appeared out of nowhere. It walked up to me, and I rubbed its huge, soft head. It purred and thrust its head up into my hand. I could only smile, but then it backed away, and pounced at me.

"Mrow!" I screamed! Wait, mrow? What was that about? The jaguar went into my body, then all was black.
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I'll get into the first transformation next post! <3

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