Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Train Ride

I was on a train, headed towards school for the first time. Nervousness, excitement, melancholy over leaving my family. We file off the train and walk beneath little shade trees the couple of blocks to the campus. I am nearly walking through the gates when I realize I have left my purse back on the train. The train will leave without anyone finding it. I drop to all fours and run powerfully, my claws etching into the pavement and pulling me forward. My muscles burn with strength as I leap over people and cars. Once I reach the train station I find the terminal (or whatever those are called, at train stations)has been shut off, but this is no obstacle. I simply shift again and fly over. It is then that I realize that I have been led here by a small group, wishing to cash in on the reward being offered for one such as myself. I consider simply flying high and leaving right away, but in the end, decide that it could be worth the entertainment. The man leading them is convinced that I will join his party. Not only is he delusional, he's arrogant. I break glass from several yards away, leading them down the wrong corridors and separating the group up. The man is alone, and I step in front of him, into his mind, and make him understand what he's been doing to all those people, make him see who he is working for. He doesn't really look anymore. I leave myself completely visible to him only, laying against a wall while his companions search endlessly, as he tries not to look into my face. I walk amongst them unnoticed.

I have my purse. I'm leaving now. He looks completely bewildered, and his team is very confused about his sudden lack of interest. I fly off to join the rest of my group...