Chapter One
-14 years ago-

“I don’t wanna sleep momma.” Grumbled 5 year old Natalie who despite what she kept saying was falling asleep where she was sitting. She rubbed her eyes and yawned. “I’m not tired yet.”
	“Of course not.” Her mom laughed, pushing Natalie's long blonde hair away from the younger girls ears which twitched with every sound around the wolf’s home. She then pushed her daughter's shoulders down softly until her head hit the pillow. She then pulled a blanket over the younger girl tucking it around her shoulders gently.
	“I’m not tired…” Natalie whined, slowly falling asleep.
	“I know but I’m tired.” Mom said, kissing her head gently before bopping the younger wolfs nose with her own. “Besides, Daddy and I have work in the morning and we all need our sleep.
	Natalie yawned, “Okay mommy. Good night.”
	“Goodnight Nala love.”
	Natalie’s mom walked out of the room, flicking off the main light before turning on a moon-shaped night light near the bedroom door. She then closed the door behind her when she left the room leaving Natalie to lay in her bed and slowly drift to sleep. A dreadful feeling had been drowning the young girl all day and despite how much she wanted to stay awake she was slowly being sucked into the world of dreams.

	She didn’t even realize she had fallen asleep until she heard a loud pop coming from down the hall. She sat up quickly in her bed listening carefully as her ears twitched listening carefully when there was another pop. It was a gun-shot, she instantly knew that. Her mom and dad were both cops so she grew up knowing what that sound was like.
	She jumped out of her bed before running into her closet. She closed the door behind her then climbed into the toybox closing it over her leaving her in complete darkness surrounded by her stuffed animals and dolls. She moved them around some so that they covered her almost like a blanket then she closed her eyes. Her heart was pounding so hard in her chest that if it were a sound it would sound like an entire marching band was practicing in her box.
	It was quiet for the longest time until she heard her bedroom door open and somebody walking across the wood floor. Somebody was obviously looking for her. Natalie held her breath when the closet door opened and almost screamed when she toybox opened. She couldn’t see much of the man standing above her but she could tell he had scales across his face and was a type of large lizard.
	I am so dead. I am so dead! There is no way he doesn’t see me!  She thought loudly to herself but made sure not to move or even to breathe until he closed the box and the closet door. He hadn’t seen her after all. 
	She laid in that box for hours, even after the bad guys left she didn’t move. She could hear more voices later the next day, there was around six of them talking and by the way they were talking they were either the killers clean up crew or they were the cops. She decided to risk it, mostly because she really needed to use the bathroom.
	Natalie slowly opened the box looking around when she froze. She could see through the blinds of her closet door there was a man in her room, he was wearing a police uniform and was looking for clues around her bedroom. Could she trust him? Could she trust anybody.
	She hesitated before she climbed out and opened the door and walked towards the man grabbing the edge of his uniform and tugging.

-Present Day-

I gasped as I sat up in my bed, my alarm screaming next to me. I wasted no time as I slammed my fist on the button to shut it off before I curled into a ball. My short blonde hair fell around my face as I sighed and wrapped my arms around my legs and closed my eyes.
	I always had that dream, or rather I always dreamt of that memory. It happened so long ago I hoped I would eventually forget. But even now it felt like it had just happened. Whenever I remembered that horrible event I got a pain in my stomach the same pain I got in my heart when I thought of my parents and how I wasn’t able to save them all those years ago. How I just laid in my bed while they were murdered just down the hall from me. I could have helped them, but I hid instead. I hid like a coward.
	I looked at the clock; I still had a few hours before I had to report for work. More time than I needed so I decided to take advantage of it. I slid out of my bed and stumbled into the bathroom, kicking off my underwear and tank top on the way there, resulting in a trail of clothes from the bed to the bathroom and leaving me completely naked.
	I walked into the bathroom closing and locking the door behind me before I looked in the mirror that rested just above the sink. I turned softly as I examined my naked body. I touched my flat stomach before running my hands across my hips as I examined my large breasts. I got my curvy figure, high metabolism, and blonde hair from my mother. My gold eyes, light brown fur and freckles I got from my father, those and my attitude.
	I glared at my reflection before I then went to the shower opening the thick glass door and walking into the see-through box. I closed the door behind me and turned on the water as my short blonde hair and fur quickly clung to my body. I folded my ears back protecting them from any water that decided they would make a good place to live.
	After making sure that every inch of me was soaked I grabbed the soap and began to scrub the fur on my stomach. I then ran my hands down my legs to my feet before I went to the back of my legs and began to wash my rump, my tail and my back. My fingers then gently ran across my breasts and my shoulders before going back to my more delicate places between my legs. Once I was done I rinsed myself off and took my time washing my face and the outside of my ears once again being careful not to get anything in my sensitive ears.
	My shower felt like it took forever but in the end it took her less than half an hour to finish.I then spent another ten minutes straightening my hair so that my bangs covered my right ear and brushing it so that my short hair brushed the back of my neck at its longest point. I then began to scrub my teeth getting the morning-breath taste off my teeth and tongue.
	Once I finished off my person hygiene I walked back into my bedroom, flicking the remaining water off the tip of my tail before I walked to the window opening the curtains and letting in the sun. I didn’t care that some older men working in the office buildings across the street might be able to see me, honestly I stopped caring about a lot of things years ago.
	I marched over to the dressure opening the top drawer I pulled out slick black underwear sliding it on stopping them once they covered my butt just under my tail. I then strapped on my bra tightening it as far as it would go before I softly touched the skull emblem that was permanently bedazzled between the two cups.
	I then slipped on a tight black tank tank top that hugged me all the way down to the bottom of my ribcage. Next came my tight low sitting jeans which rested on my hips. I then tugged on a levi jacket that matched the jeans. The vest went down to the bottom of my breasts making it shorter than my tanktop. I then put my combat boots on zipping up the sides before I tightened and tied the white shoelaces near the top.
	Just when I finished getting dressed my phone began to ring. The screen lit up blue with the word “Work” flashing across it. Getting a call from work was enough to make the fur on the back of my neck stand up. I wasted no time picking up and answering the phone.
	“Agent Moore.” I said, wrapping my belt across my hips before buckling two smaller belts around my thighs where the gun  holsters were located.
	“Natalie, it’s Silver, we need you to come in.”
	“Yes sir. Do we have a case?” I asked, tucking the two handguns away strapping them in safely.
	“Yeah, a seven year old girl named Tila Doe has been kidnapped from her home. Her father is Jason Doe the C.E.O. of Doe Security, the leading security system manufacture in the world. We need you to find Tila before Jason gives up the secrets of the systems. If the kidnappers get their hands on that kind of information we will have a huge international incident on  our hands.”
	“Understood, send me the address of where she was last seen, I will go there and look for clues.” I said, then hung up and tucked my phone away in my pocket.