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Oracle backed up to the back wall of her cell “AHHHH!” she ran as hard as she could and drop kicked the wall, putting a nice sized hole in the wall, she repeated the process a couple of times. Truth was, she was trying to get the administers of the faculties attention. She smiled when she heard her cell door lock click.
Backing up slowly, Oracle watched as they walked in, pulling all the power that she could from the fixtures in the room and plunging the cell into compete darkness other then the orbs forming in her hands, getting brighter and brighter. Oracle held her hands up be side her “You ever wonder what a live wire feels like?” they wouldn’t have to wonder anymore, Oracle slapped the two giant balls together sending the electric shockwave forward knocking the people down.
Generally she’d be worried that she’d killed anyone but at the moment she couldn’t be bothered. Bolting out of the room she started to search for a way out.
Chamistala paced her cell, counting her steps. 15, 16, 17…I hate being in here…18, 19, 20…and where is my dinner?!...21… “ARGH!” Chamistala slammed her hands against the wall. Her “Keepers” put her in the holding cells with the prisoners when she didn’t change. When she was abducted and experimented on, she had gained, what she called, the power to change into a cat at will. I won’t let them have the satisfaction. When she didn’t turn when they wanted her to, they shoved her in here. She flopped down on the cold cement floor of the cell and leaned her head back. “AHHHH!” Chamistala sat up on her knees as she heard someone scream far off. She bolted up and ran to the door, trying to see if she could find out which direction the scream came from. The only thing she heard after that was the sound of running footsteps. The guards are after some other poor soul. Right as that thought crossed her mind as she heard a large explosion. In her fear, she leaped away from the door, changing in mid air. She skittered under the small cot in the corner, hunched down in a defensive position. Her fur prickled with static and stood up on end when her tail hit the wall. “Um…huh? What is with this static,” she pondered aloud with a slight meow. She began to move towards it to try to check it out, when she heard another set of footsteps…different. It’s not a guard! Chamistala began to yowl as loud as she could, trying to attract the attention of whoever it was. Still hiding under the bed, she yowl persistently and loudly. She begged silently…Please. Oh…please! Find me…
Oracle slowed down and looked around the corner, jerking her head back around as dust flew past where guards where shooting, what she could only figure where some kind of pepper balls because when one popped near her head her nose and eyes started to water a little bit. That wasn’t in any shape or form going to stop her from getting our “YA SHOULD OF USED THE REAL THING!”
Oracle started to retreat and find another way around, when she thought she heard what sounded like a cat yowl or something like that “Oh they’re not doing animal testing here are they?!” she pressed her ear to the door where she thought she heard the yowling “Oh you have got to be kidding me.” this wasn’t right what they where doing. Oracle backed up then ran forward ramming her shoulder into the door. She repeated it till the door gave way falling forward with it incase it was a trap.
Oracle lit her body up some so she had some sort of illumination in the room, she moved her head around slowly trying to find what was making the noise.
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
Chamistala heard the sound of bullets and pressed herself against the wall. Her nose began burning and her eyes started watering. The guards are using those awful pellets again. Aaaaah! It huuuuurts! She shut her eyes tight, trying to keep from crying out, and just focused on the person running in her direction. “Oh they’re not doing animal testing here are they?!” Chamistala heard the person say and a distorted yowl escaped her. Well…you could say that. I want out of here. Please. As that thought went through her head, she heard the sound of something dull slamming against the cell door. She got as far into the shadows as she could and cowered, mewing softly. Please be nice. That was all she could think now. She was so hung up on getting out that she screamed out…but now… What if it’s just another scientist? Chamistala flinched every time the unknown person rammed into the door. And jumped high, slamming into the cot as the person fell into the room. It’s a girl! It’s not a scientist! Oh, than… Chamistala’s line of thought was severed as the redheaded lady burst into light. She was too scared and curious to close her eyes, though she felt the light glinting in her eyes. She was as far in the shadows as she could go, but knew that her eyes were giving her away at that very moment. She slowly emerged, just her head, her hair on end. She sniffed the air, examining the lady as much as she could without getting close. Filth. She hasn’t showered in a long while. She…was a prisoner?! She emerged a little farther, tilting her head. “Please. Let’s get out of here…” she meowed pitifully.
Oracles turned her head quickly to where she heard the meow come from, they had been doing animal testing, those bastards. Messing with aliens like her was one thing she could defend herself if needed but animals, theses people just reached a new level of wrong.
Slowly she lit herself up more so she could see the poor thing and brought herself onto all fours so she could move over to the animal closely and see what it was. Oracle placed her face on the floor and jumped a little when the little thing meowed at her. She’d never seen a cat before “It’s ok, no one’s gonna hurt you.” she slowly reached out for the cat, if she could get at least someone else out with her she wouldn’t feel like a complete failure. “We need to run. Now.”
She didn’t know if she should treat the animal any differently then she would a human, she decided it'd be best to treat it like she would another person. It’d understand right?
The lady began to come closer to her…and, although every bone in her body told her to run or attack, she waited and watched, noticing that she was growing brighter all the time. What…? Did they experiment on her, too? I never knew they did anything other than what they did…to me. Chamistala began backing up slowly as the lady came closer, just staying hidden in the shadows beneath the cot. The lady dropped suddenly to the floor and placed her cheek on the cold ground. “AAHH!” Chamistala jumped hard and hit the cot. “It’s ok. No one’s going to hurt you.” she heard the lady say…and though she had no reason to trust this woman…she couldn’t help it.
Chamistala walked slowly forward and sniffed the air in front of the lady’s now outstretched hand. “Are we going now?” she meowed quietly, hoping. To her relief, the lady said “We need to run. Now.” Not knowing whether or not she should show her true human form, she decided to remain the way she was for now.
Chamistala ran to the door. “C’mon! Let’s go!” she meowed. “And please tell me you know how to get out of here.” She flicked her tail, watching to see what the lady was doing now, then darted quickly out the door, seeing if anything was in the hallway. Her ears flicked listening and realized that there was no longer anyone in that part of the prison. Wow. She is very powerful. But…she’s treating me as if I’m just another person. Not as an animal. How odd. I wonder if she has any food? Chamistala wandered as she thought about it, not noticing that she had gone halfway down the hallway by now.
Oracle hopped to her feet as the cat ran out from under the bed and watched as the cat ran towards the door. She followed after the little thing, closely. It was quiet in the area...it was never this quiet here. “...wait.” Oracle stopped when they reached a hallway. She’d been her before, but the memory was blurry, so many blurry memories.
There was a sharp pain in her head as the voices filled her head for a moment causing her to stumble. Oracle caught herself on the wall to steady herself, gritting her teeth “ugh.” she shook her head focusing, no time for that issue now she’d deal with it later.
Then she saw it a window...she didn’t know how high up they where so she didn’t want to risk it unless they had to.
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
“Wait,” the lady said, and Chamistala stopped her tail flicking nerously, her ears twitching listening for any sound that was out of the ordinary. She looked back at the human light bulb behind her. What the hell did they do to her? I wonder. Should I change back to show her we are both in the same boat? Her thoughts stopped as she saw that lady falter.
“Hey…You okay?” she meowed loudly. She raced to the woman’s legs and began rubbing up against them, trying to comfort her. “Hey, you! C’mon! Snap out of it! Are you okay?!” Chamistala watched her, meowing more loudly, but she knew that the woman couldn’t hear her…it didn’t even look like her mind was even here right now. “Ugh,” she heard, and looked toward the lady and backed up a tiny bit. Just like she thought, the woman hadn’t even noticed her…or if she did, she wasn’t showing any signs of it. Chamistala noticed that she was just staring. At a window. “A window. Could we?!” she meowed and thought about it.
Surveying the surroundings, she saw that there was an equipment cart. I can make that. Chamistala hunkered down, her butt and tail in the air…and she leaped. She landed on the cart and then jumped to the windowsill. She looked down out of the window. It seemed to be about 3 floors up. “I think I can make that safely…” she pondered aloud softly and flicked her tail. She looked down at the still faintly glowing woman. “As for you, well…that’ll be tough.” She jumped down. “Oh…to make you understand. If I could talk. ”
She was wondering what she should do when her ears picked up the heavy footsteps of the guards. 3 of them to be exact. Shift change. Great. Well. That settles it. Sorry lady. Chamistala meowed and jumped down. She felt her muscles begin to burn as she changed into her human form. She stayed on all fours until the transformation was truly complete, and she looked up into the lady’s face and spoke sheepishly. “Heh. Um. Meow? ”
Oracle heard them coming and that was enough to jerk her out of her own head, she looked around for the cat but her eyes went wide when she saw the cat transform into a woman. Oracle had seen strange things in the facility but she had no idea to the existent they had gone.
Her own electric ability was a mutation caused by something they’d tested on her. “Heh. Um. Meow? ” Oracle couldn’t help but a slight laugh escape her lips “Heh, Meow is right.” she started to move over to the woman to help her stand but jerked back as the area erupted in dust.
She looked at the woman “Since your not in cat form anymore you can tell me what your name is. Stay down though.” if she could keep her talking she wouldn’t be able to notice the fact that the guards had switched to the heavier form of ammunition.
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
Chamistala smiled slightly as a laugh erupted out of the lady. She had no clue how she would react. Hell. She took it a LOT better than I would have. Chamistala jumped and let out a loud hiss and worked hard to not have her form change again, though her fluffy black ears appeared again, as a small projectile hit the wall and the area in which they were standing was filled with dust. She hunkered down further to the floor, sniffing like crazy.
Chamistala Heard the lady speaking and attempted to concentrate on it, thinking that she was trying to calm her down. “ Since your not in cat form anymore you can tell me what your name is. Stay down though.” Chamistala focused on her voice and nothing else and answered the question. “M-my name is Chamistala. My sister always called me Chami.” At the thought of her sister, Chamistala paused. This lady had no reason to know or care about that, but she had to talk. She had to get it out. The worry…and the pain. “We lost our parents when we were young, so we were homeless…and before you ask, it was because I couldn’t risk us being separated. One day…we were in the park. That was my favorite place…it was always so beautiful. But we were sitting there…and all of a sudden…these people. People from here. They um…they came running after us…she ran the opposite way…I double back to find her…and they caught me. The scientist here told m that they had not gotten her…but. She is only 14. She can’t fend for herself. ” Chamistala’s body jerked with a silent sob. No. Not now. Not here. There will time for self pity when we get out of here. “What about you? How did they get you…? ” Chamistala asked as the wall was hit again and small pieces of brick flew at her face, stinging and leaving small cuts. She looked round, realizing the sound of footsteps were quickly getting closer. “Oooooooor….that can wait…I think it’s time to get the hell out of here.”
Oracle listened as Chamistala talked “Nice to meet you Chami, mines Oracle.” she rubbed her hand on her pants leg. She peaked around the corner of the wall she was staying behind, then back at the window they didn’t have other choice but to jump and hope for the best “Ok, when I count to three I want you to run to that window, and jump. You can make it. I have faith, you’ll find your sister and don’t worry I’ll be right behind you.”
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
Chamistala’s mouth stretched into a smile as the lady said her name. “Oracle. For some reason…that name fits you so well. Just out of what I know from this short period…” Chamistala bursted out into insane giggling for a reason that she did not know. “Oracle, the girl who glows…and Chamistala, the girl who meows!!!” Chamistala shrieked out the words and laughed loudly. Chamistala laid on her side with a goofy smile on her face, and finally noticed the mint green colored smoke curling around the floor, engulfing Chamistala completely. The last part of her brain that was working normally screamed that she should look at Oracle. She noticed the it was around her feet…creeping up to her knees…but it was away enough that it was not affecting her right now. At that point Chamistala hopped up on her knees again and giggled quietly, swaying back and forth softly. Chamistala realized that Oracle was speaking again and with the gas around her it was quite an effort for her to listen quietly. “Ok, when I count to three I want you to run to that window, and jump. You can make it. I have faith, you’ll find your sister and don’t worry I’ll be right behind you.” “Sissy…” Chamistala whimpered softly…and that cleared her head and pulled her down to the present situation a little bit more. “Right…window…Jumpity-jump-jump-jump” she sang as she skipped to the window. She smiled at Oracle, twirled once, and leaped out the window. Chamistala fell towards the ground, with a muddled mind, watching it come quickly up to meet her. She began to panic, and at the last moment, changed to her cat form. Her paws landed in a soft flower bed, thank fully newly mulched, and quite padded. She waited for Oracle to fall as the slight breeze from outside started to clear her head.
Oracle watched Chamistala as she giggled insanely trying to hold back her laughter as well. Unable to hold back her own she started to smile a little laughing before looking down and seeing the gas creep up them, reaching down she tore some of her shirt, coughing and started using it to cover her face.
Watching as Chamistala skipped to the window. Oracle charged another one of her electric balls in her hand and waited till Chamistala had jumped out the window when she did Oracle gave her a couple of minutes before chucking the electric ball down the corridor and running for the window.
If she stopped to look out the window again she knew she wouldn’t be able to do it so the second Oracle reached a good distance she jumped through the window attempting to do a semi swan dive out of it. When the ground came rushing up at Oracle she braced herself, granted what Chamistala did there was no way Oracle could pull the same stunt off but it hadn’t been the first time she’d fallen from high up so she knew how to land and end up with minimum damage or at least she hopped.
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
Chamistala looked up and saw Oracle fling herself out of the window. Oh, no. She can’t make that. She’s gonna land on the tarmac! Chamistala waited for her to get lower to the ground. “Sorry!” She yowled at Oracle and jumped with all her might into Oracle’s side, pushing her over, mid-air, to land in the flower bed. Chamistala scattered to the side and changed back into her human form and leaned over Oracle’s head. “Oh…I’ve killed her. Nononononononononono…” Oracle didn’t answer and Chamistala started hearing the alarm. Crap. They know we escaped. Well, I hope you like flowers. Chamistala began covering Oracle with mulch and flowers and, deciding that would have to do, changed back into her cat form and raced off to see if she could distract the guards enough to get them to follow her and not find the still slightly glowing human light bulb in the flower garden.
“Oh…I’ve killed her. Nononononononononono…”[/color] Oracle tried to cough out a no she didn’t but Chami had knocked the wind outta her slightly when she had knocked her over into the flower bed.
“You did not just bury me like a animal does to cover their tracks?” For a moment Oracle couldn’t remember why Chami was burying her then she heard the alarm and knew why. Killing her light after her new friend took off Oracle laid as quietly as she could as some guards ran by.
When they where far enough out of ear shot Oracle jumped up and took off whispering “Chami! Chamistala!”
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
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