The Coven

It was in the middle of the night in the fall. Leaves of red & gold whipped around in the cold, crisp air. A pleasant looking house sat on a hill at the edge of a subberban neighborhood. It was owned by a tall, dark brown haired man & a thin, red haired woman. They were currently asleep in their bedroom, while their 14 year old son slept in his bed peacefully. An old grandfather clock chimed 12 outside the boy's room. The boy shift in his bed pushing the covers off his body. He groaned quietly at a sudden aching in his back. He tossed & turned in his sleep until he finally gave up & opened his eyes. The sight that greeted him was his hand covered in black & white fur. "AH!" the boy jumped out of bed & ran to the mirror. He saw his thin, pale image but with added features. There were a pair of black cat ears & a long, thin, black tail extending from his spine, all of which were tipped with white. The boy opened his mouth to call for his parents but what escaped his lips was paniced yowl. His parents came rushing in & turned on the light, the boy hissed & covered his eyes. His mother looked at her son "Oh no, my baby." She cried bringing him into her arms. His mother let go of him & let his father talk to him. "Are you okay?" the boy nodded shakily. "Are you scare son?" he asked, the boy nodded as tears started to form in his slitted, emerald eyes. His parents pulled him gentily into a warm & soothing hug. His mother spoke to him in a comforting voice "No matter how much you change....we love you Mantor."