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The world stopped, things turned nearly black.

"Hello... doctor?" She replied in a very small voice. Lauren's mind twisted and turned, she didn't know what to think. What was she suppose to think. "You.. you aren't dead?"

"You were... " her voice was raising to it's normal loud tone, "You were JUST away?" Where the ******** did you go to? What.. Sabin was in charge?!" She wanted to rip out the electronic inards of the intercom. "HE left us out in the wild to DIE." Lauren was trying to fight tears back. "I was near starvation... again. Something I was promised would NEVER happen again. That's why I came onto this ******** island!"

"Damn straight he went off the deep end. I got hit in the head by a boar, was left in the ******** rain with no shelter, and was left with no food... NONE. I could of been left out of this! There was no need for me to be in this warped study!" She paused a second, "And Awen, SHE didn't need to be there either."

Lauren shook her head, "And I'm not even far enough ALONG to be testing that s**t on. WHY DIDN'T YOU AT LEAST TELL ME!? I thought you were going to be straight up with this." Her tail was poufed out as far as it could go. "We had an AGREEMENT. I tell when the islanders are up to something, and YOU tell me what's going on."

She couldn't believe, Sabin had been there the whole time sneaking around. What crazy mess had she gotten herself into?

Lauren crossed her arms, she did really kind of want to be further along. She wanted to go back to the way things were, but she couldn't trust him now. She couldn't trust him at all. But she was alive, and her wounds never festered...

She waited, pausing for a while, "You.. you... aww crap..." He had a way with her somehow that others never did. He always knew how to calm her down. She was still pissed, "Yeah I do but that's not what we are ******** talking about!" She sighed again, "It was all Sabin's doing?" she really wanted to hear a yes... she wanted to be treated better than the others. "It won't happen again!" Lauren pointed a clawed finger at the intercom accusingly.

Lauren started crying, he hit all the right buttons. "I just wanted to know... I thought you were dead. I looked everywhere for you." He did show her more favoritism, he did tend to treat her better. But it would of been nice to not be out there in the same damn underwear for two months.

Not that she wasn't used to that.

Maybe she starved herself on purpose? It just dawned on Lauren. It was just her crying out. Maybe she knew nothing was really that wrong all along. Maybe it wasn't so bad. She got closer to Awen than she had ever been able to. Even if her advances were rejected maybe this helped her.

She was beginning to convince herself now, that things weren't too bad. "I'm... like a daughter to you."

Lauren sighed. "Alright, I suppose it was necessary. I just didn't think such extreme measures would be taken. I expect to be payed for this." And a long list of wants were going through her head at that moment.

Things would make it all better.

Lauren hadn't come to completely trust the doctor again just yet, but she was nearly there. "Alright, okay. First off, Jamal. He hurt Awen and I promised her I wouldn't hurt him... But if someone else were to push his buttons more..." She smiled at this. Lauren had been planning on doing this ever since Awen told her the truth.

"Alright and now the things, I want a surf board. A good one." Hrm... maybe this next one would be pushing things, "And a jeep... of my own. I want new clothes. And yeah, of course I want to change."

"And just mongoose, that ain't cutting it. Can you give me something a little more dangerous in the mix. Something that would also make me look wicked awesome, like... horns." Lauren smiled. That would be so freaking cool.

"I may think of more s**t later. Be prepared." And keep the ever present Moreau money ready.

Well s**t, she didn't get the jeep. She would of been sold on that. But doing supervised driving of the normal jeep sounded cool enough. He was right, there weren't many places to drive on the island.

He also didn't want her to get in a fight with Jamal. What was the deal with that. Oh well, he was seeing to it. She did what she could of to work around the promise she made but still try to get him.

Lauren went to her bed, her head still spinning. This was weird. He wasn't dead and she was happy about that. She actually wasn't careing anymore about being neglected for two months. How did he have this power over her? What was it about him?

And he was glad she was okay. But she didn't even get to tell him that she was glad he was alright. Maybe later.

Right now, her head couldn't take much more reality. A nap was in order.

When you awaken from your strange dreams you find a display of sorts has been set up in your room, and feel a throbbing on your arm. The display has a red and white surf board, a box of new clothing, and a empty glass container that is the type that Moreau uses for serums, though the needle is missing Lauren would be very familar with the design, which is meant to be inserted into needles he has. A note is left "To My Favorite Subject" in a decently fancy script

Very shortly after finding this your whole body begins to itch. You watch as fur sprouts all over it... filling in the places that were missing before. You feel your ears legthen irritatingly, but not as painfully as what follows.

At the same time your feet and head begin to hurt, as the bones and flesh of your legs scretch and change, this happens at the same time as your skull begins to reshape, as larger curved horns grow out of it.

You feel your senses become more sensative, as your nose feels irritated, when you touch it, you feel it changing shape and becomming black and wet. Your mouth hurts as your teeth bend and shift. Becomming sharp all the way across (not just the canines), with this change you won't be able to chew your food anymore, you'll have to tear and swallow.

Finally, your transformation is complete, as your less... human than you were before. Not that that's a bad thing...