Fears Confirmed! (Solo)

Regan had decided to roam around the halls of the mansion after Vincente had given her the grand tour. She found her way to the library and gingerly strolled in. Regan really enjoyed reading and learning and so she figured it would be a good place to spend some time on her own.

After walking around the library a bit, Regan noticed that one of the computers was left on. She walked up to it and saw the web browser had been left open on a page with a video. Regan sat down and took the mouse into her furry hand. She had some practice with the computer so she knew the basics and clicked the little play arrow and started to watch.

She watched the choppy video of a grey colored mutant with wings. She looked like a gargoyle. Was this the friend Vincente spoke of in the woods?

Regan didn’t really react to the police stopping and talking to the mutant until they hit her with the police car. She gasped loudly and clasped her clawed hand over her mouth. The other hand soon followed to cover the first as she watched in pure horror. The poor mutant was being beaten brutally! With every squirm and attempt to get the officers off her, they just hit her harder. As the mutant finally lay still after consecutive bashes to her head, Regan sat at the computer with tears welling her in emerald eyes. Her body shook softly with every silent sob.

How could this have happened? Why did people let it happen? Regan was so confused and horrified by the video, which was posted for the world to see. What if that had been her?

The mutant in the video didn’t even look scary compared to Regan. She was a walking predator, a beast, a ….. monster! Regan pushed herself away from the desk, still sobbing with her hands over her mouth. All she could think about was what would happen to her out in the public. If they beat this harmless looking mutant half to death for what appeared to be for no reason, what would they do to her?

Regan’s fears of the humans and their world were just confirmed! She was right to believe that she could never be a part of that world, that she would never be accepted and allowed to walk the streets freely.

The thoughts made her soft sobs turn in to fully fledged cries. Her facial fur was matted with tears and she was no longer silent. Regan was shaking so badly, the wheels on the computer chair were chattering on the floor in between the sound of her wails.

The crying and all of the fears that were confirmed in front of her eyes were upsetting her stomach, she was getting so nauseous. She started to gag and cough through her tears. She was going to be sick! With her hands still clasped over her mouth, Regan ran out of the library and headed to the bathroom to throw up.