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Lisa Norman

When she was born her parents knew she was destined to do great things. As a small child she was able to control things with her mind. She had emotions but her powers never acted with her emotions. Her family was rich, so they had people train her and her telekinesis.

When she was going to school she went to the best schools imaginable. She transferred several times due to using her power accidentally. They thought she was a freak of some sort. She was a strait A+ student never missed a question on anything. She was the outcast of her school even among those who were also called "freaks".

She as a little girl took ballet, her parents had the best teachers surrounding her. Then when she got into her teen years she decided she wanted to take up fencing. She took on age classes that had done it for thirty or more years. She tried harder that everyone else, she wanted to prove herself.

She loved her parents, so when they died in a plane crash. She was so upset that they had to sedate her and take her to an insane asylum. She was about 20 when this happened. She wasn't insane but there was no one else that could possibly help her n this kind of situation. They taught her to control her emotions except anger they did try they had sent her to anger management but it just didn't seem to help her.

After she was released she went to nursing school. As is expected she was top of her class and she wasn't squeamish about things either. She stayed there for eight years. Then in her fifth year a man who had been hit by a speeding car. She couldn't quite see his face but she knew he would have a scar for the rest of his life. She thought that he might have a pretty cute face.

She went on vacation for three months and by the time she got back he was gone. Later that day she heard he had died in a car accident. And some girl just minutes before came in looking for him she told her he was released earlier that day. And she showed her a picture of him and she memorized the picture and left in a huff. She doesn't know why she just hated that woman for no reason.

A year later she transformed. She felt wired her body was more nimble and she had a headache. She went to the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror. She screamed the image was of a rabbit. Then the glass broke, and shattered it broke away. She got out of there. Luckily there was a nearby cell of furs that knew she had just changed. She spent the next years working with Klaw and Chris.

Chris Journt

Following me along Sherri said "I thought you were going to tell me your past." for probably the twentieth time.

"I am" was all I said while leading her back to my room.

Once we arrived I opened the door and bowed while motioning her in, raising her, eyebrow for lack of a better term, she walked in ahead of me. Immediately sitting on my bed she said "So explanation comes now right? You aren't just going to blow it off by screwing me right."

Ignoring her and grabbing one of the only things I had taken with me when I went on the run from the sniffers I turned and showed it to her.

Looking at it she raised her eyebrow again and said "It's a photo album, very old one from the fraying on the cover and the slightly yellow pages I see on the top."

"The pages weren't air sealed, this has pictures from longer ago than both our lives put together. I'll use this to help me explain. I grew up poor, not as poor as you from your explanation, but I never had money to spend and I had proud parents who helped me wherever they could. I had B's in school and always was top of the class physically. By the time I was 12 a local gymnastics team had noticed me and they took me in for very little, I had to work the gym's stand in order to cover the costs, taking up a lot of my time, all of my time was taken by school or gymnastic activities after that.

"At the age of 14 I was recruited into a training group for those preparing for the Olympics, I wasn't able to pay for it on my own so my school started a fund raiser to get the money." Opening the photo album he flipped through it until there was a newspaper printout. 'School raises 13,000 dollars so local gymnast can go to Olympics.' Continuing he said "As you can see even being a slight social outcast the town and specifically my school was very proud of me. So I worked hard, I practiced time and time again, I bruised my body from over working it, resting when I needed it my body was stronger than most could hope for."

"No wonder you were able to take my punches." Sherri said.

"15 years old and on the Olympic team, I won silver in 2 events and bronze in a third. After that I trained, not as hard as before but I never let myself be lazy when I could be working on improving my skills. For 4 years I trained, and when the Olympics came around again I was once more on the team, my body was at peak physical performance with less than 1% body fat, and I had managed to get enough money to have my parents be there this time."

"But something happened." Sherri said under her breath

"I got to where the events were being held and trained lightly on their equipment to get a feel for the differences. Hearing from our coach when the plane was landing that had family on it we all left for the airport to greet them when they arrived. The way there was crowded considering that it was the Olympics after-all. When we got there however we found out the horrible news, the plane had crashed on the way over. All of us were devastated of course, our coach said that considering the circumstances we could slack a little. After we got back all of us left to look around a little and agreed that since none of us were in the same competitions for out specialties we would get gold in every competition we went in, if we didn't it was because another of us did for the same competition. In the end I got 4 golds and 2 silvers to honor my parents.

"At the time I was already 19 and I had won medals at the Olympics twice. I decided that being a physical trainer would be easy for me. Leaving town with my parents car and what few personal effects I cared to have with me I said goodbye to what few friends I had," Turning the page a couple of times I showed her the picture of my with my few friends, "it was me at my peak, I tried to maintain it but while I had been human it was difficult, by the time I was 24 I was at 10% body fat. I enjoyed being a physical trainer though, I almost wish I still were, but then I wouldn't be opening up to you right now.

"I remember after a particularly grueling day I fell asleep on my couch after just barely dragging myself in the door. Waking up hours later I found the doorbell was ringing particularly loudly, I wondered if this was a hangover, I've never gotten drunk according to my memory so I had wondered if someone had spiked my water at some point. Answering the door I found a gun being pointed at my face. I remember grabbing the gun and noticing something wrong with my hand. Pulling it back I looked at it, my hand had fur on it, pure black fur. Ducking the shot that was obviously going to come now that I recognized what I was and who they were brought a punch up to the first guy's stomach and used his body to boost up and slam down a kick on the second's head.

"Grabbing my jacket I headed out the door fishing my keys out of the pocket. Jumping off the staircase I hit the landing and noticed the differences in my legs now. They had an extra joint in them and the paws were thick, sprinting to my car I opened the door and got in, I remember that I had to move the seat back because I had gained about 5 inches by transforming. Placing my paws I tried to drive, I managed to start the car and awkwardly reverse." Laughing I said "That was some of the worst driving of my life. I found a place with some trees and parked my car in the shadows and fell asleep for a while.

"I remember that something woke me up and I heard people getting close to the car, that scared me. The only thing I could do was to drive, and that's what I did, I think I might have accidentally clipped someone on the way out of town, it still worries me that I might have killed them, hurting them would be bad enough, but if anyone died, that would mean that there would be someone, somewhere that felt like I did when my parents died, losing people you care about is horrible, I can't believe there are people who thrive on that sort of stuff. Some time later I met Klaw by accident, he helped me."

The Reason Behind It All

"What are the results?" Professor Rolo asked

"You were right sir, his entire body is composed of completely renewed cells, he's already lived for 40 years before this and now his lifespan is basically reset."

"This is one theory I didn't want to be correct. The entire genome is rewritten, and from there they are essentially an embryo again. Due to this their body is able to reach a new peak physical capability, their cell structure also looks more stable than the human structure, they possibly have a longer overall lifespan."

"If their body is at that point again then couldn't we use that to find a way to cure disease, any disease." his assistant said.

"Yes, we could, but then who would pay for our research, and who would need our research?" Writing up the summery of our results as I was requested I also wrote in my opinion that this knowledge not be released to the public. I also recommended that there be some way for all these beings to be killed, because others could also discover the same thing I had

Summery: Their body is completely regenerated to the point that they have a completely reset lifespan. Using this they are completely capable of living another 130 years, their peak physical time period is likely extended well into their late twenties instead of just being a few years such as ours. This would also extend the time period during which they are fertile and change when they feel they need to have kids by at least a decade, probably a decade and a half. If we allow these beings to live then we will have the problem of them getting a mistaken belief, there are many humans who would resent their new forms but many as well who would believe that they are new born gods, or devils. It is possibly to genetically alter humans to track these that are changed or close to changing, however these would be unable to reproduce, but they would also be unable to change into this new race.

"Sir, what will we do about this?" my secretary asked.

Having read through the summery of their discovery I said "Call up my friend the general, this new race would also be very likely to rebel against the current government. Tell him that I am willing to pay one quarter of all expenses related to eliminating this new race." This would prove dangerous for us in the pharmaceutical industry, if someone used this against us we would have no place in the world.