It wasn’t exactly a dark and gloomy day. But in Night’s eyes, that’s exactly how it was. She was perfectly content hiding in this run down house while it rained. just the thought was enough to make her whole body converse with violent shivers. But even through the clear hatred of rain; she felt compelled to sit by the window seal and watch the tear shaped water fill the empty space and kiss the surface of the earth. In all honesty, deep down inside her; Night had a secret desire to go outside in the rain. Just stand there, lost in the moment and let the cool drops kiss her skin over and over, until she's chilled to the bone. She'd then open her arms wide, tip her head back so she could face the sky and she'd twirl around. Around and around she'd go. Dancing in the rain. Her stomach began to knot at this idea. She placed her hands firmly on her stomach, as if the small gesture itself could make her discomfort go away. Night's upset stomach was a sign from her telling her "it" disagreed with her thought. Now she was annoyed. She was well aware that "it" and her were now one being, but Night hated this one thing more than any other. The feeling that she no longer had control over her body. " The possession is beginning to show signs of progression." Night had grown use to talking to herself. That's how it is when your only companion is yourself she thought. "Cant you just go the hell away?" And then a voice answered her question. One that was beautiful yet terrifying, ancient like the Earth itself, and deadly beyond belief. " Because we were destined to be one... You'll be alone forever... But I'll be by your side till the day we die." There was a sharp pain that began to grow within inside of her. Starting from her head down throughout her entire body. "Ughh! N-Not now!" She crumpled to the ground, groaning from the slow agonizing pain until her mind went black and blank. When she finally came back, she was laying on the floor no longer agonizing in pain, but she did have a throbbing headache. Slowly she sat up. Her senses were more alert and her nerves were on edge. She already knew. She had transformed back to her original self. A Neko. Her tail thumped lightly on the ground and her ears were, for the moment bent low, until she heard the creaking of wood. "Shit." She realized how bad this situation looked. In this world Nekos were the lowest of the low. Everyone treated Nekos the same. Like dirt. And over the years it had gotten so bad that now it seemed like Nekos were even at war with each other. Night's human form had worn off. It was an ancient spell that allowed another being to pose as a human for four hours a day. Then they'd change back. But as all great things are; there is a price to pay for the spell. She tried to sniff the enemy out but only got the smell of fresh rain and the robust earthy smell. This set her over the edge. There was more creaking and by this time Night was on her feet, ready to fight. If it was her kind she would most likely be fine. But if not there would be more complications. Her heart was beating so loud she could barely hear the rain. her eyes quickly scanned the room to see there was no place to hide or anything to use as a weapon. Night then slowly realized she didn't want to find out who else was in the house. Her only means of escape was out the window and into the rain. She had just reached the window when the door behind her opened.