July 25, 2010
It's been a week and I'm back in the States, still hiding invisibly in the woods. A week, and yet my hands are still shaking. I can't get over the fact that I had killed someone. Not only that, I had killed someone who had also transformed. All the new information was flooding my brain- I can kill? There are others like me? What side are they on? Who are they fighting for?...
Why can I kill?
In all my dreams and visions about my transformed state, I had not killed once. All of my powers were supposed to be non-lethal...so what was it exactly...?
That's when I realized that fighting with another transformed human had somehow caused it, or at least something related to the fight. If I wanted answers, I'd have to find others who had transformed. But how would I go about doing that...? They had to be few and far between. Searching the 32,000 miles that is our world would be very difficult. Nevertheless, I have to do something.
I have decided to begin my search in the town next to me. I'll keep my invisibility on, drawing power from the grass and plants when needed, to keep myself invisible. After all, if a human transformed, how long could he possibly keep his transformation a secret before someone noticed...?
