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Reveal

The

Nuclear Feli
Owner:

Age: 2 years, 10 months, 5 days

Born: July 12th, 2010

Adopted: 2 years, 10 months, 5 days ago

Adopted: July 12th, 2010

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June 8th, 2011

Statistics

Level: 1
Strength: 10
Defense: 10
Speed: 10
Health: 10
HP: 10/10
Intelligence: 0
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

"Stupid family. Who wants one of those anyway?" he grunted under his breath as he was sulking down a back alley in Chicago. "All I wanted was to play with the damn hamster. It's not like I hurt the little fur ball." He was finished with being the 'pet kitty' for those ungrateful humans. All they wanted to do was dress him up and embarrass the hell out of him anyway. Upon reaching the end of the alley, he approached a bustling street. The air smelled of car exhaust and cheap vendor hot dogs. He looked down as a growl came from inside his stomach. Zeroing his mind in on a hot dog stand across the street, he leaped out into the road, carefully dodging skidding car tires and speeding trolleys. He was almost home free when he felt a tremendous pain in his right side.

Darkness. That's all he remembered.

After an undetermined amount of time, he saw a light. No, not the light that people tell you not to go towards. This light was different. It was...green? What the hell? Listen to meeee. You have been given a second chance. Although, you will see some changes within your appearance when the timing is right. Don't screw this one up! The voice was soft and kind, in a creepy way, he thought to himself. He woke with a start. He was laying on the curb of the road, about two feet from where the car struck him. He couldn't help but wonder what happened to him and why his whole body ached. He pulled himself to all fours and limped back to the alley.

He replayed the voice's warning in his head. What change was it talking about? Why should I have a second chance? "Will SOMEONE please tell me what's going on?!" he screamed, but all he heard was the echo of his own plea throughout the alley. He sighed and crawled into a discarded box. Right before he was sound asleep, he saw the green glow again, only this time, it was really there. His eyes popped open to find a small green fairy floating in front of his face. "Who are you? What do you want with me?" he asked. "You have been chosen...given a second chance at life. I was sent to bring you back to life after the car hit you. You have a purpose now...to help other strays and runaways. Us fairies can stop things like this from happeni-" he held up his paw, cutting her off. "Us? Fairies? Oh no. Nooooo. I don't want to be a silly little fairy. I am supposed to be dead! I would RATHER be dead." "Too bad!" snapped the fairy. "You are one of us now. Deal with it." she said before disappearing, leaving only a cloud of sparkly, green dust behind. A tingly feeling came over his body. His eyes changed from the bright yellow to an emerald green. Antennas shot up from the top of his head, and two beautiful, emerald wings popped out from his backside. He bolted to his feet to a nearby store window to look at his reflection. "Oh my.. no. NO."

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