Apr 11, 2012 17:40
Regan had been tucked in, read a story, and kissed goodnight by his mother, safe in the knowledge that he was loved by his dad and his mom and that they'd protect him from anything.
But something happened in the middle of the night.
Something changed and it startled him awake, yellow eyes wide. He wasn't in his room anymore. He was no longer safe. He was on a floor in a room he didn't recognize. His hand gripped the nearby table leg to pull himself up, his skin shifting immediately wood like and hard. Regan didn't have very good control yet, his powers only activated by fear. And he was afraid.
He started to wail, "MOM! DADDY!"