Thread: Every Mamono Needs a Hiro! [Frostsch/Umbrale]

Hiro didn't understand why Kyra wasn't responding to him. Though as it sank in, it seemed like Kyra wasn't listening to anyone. The poor girl was in a world of pain. Being the world of medicine, it seemed obvious that Hiro had decided to call the hospital. He released her paw from his grip and shoved his hand into the pocket of his jeans. The male grabbed the phone and pulled it out. He fumbled with it for a few moments before turning the phone on. He didn't seem to heed Alexis' call. It was only when the redhead vanished from his peripheral vision did he look up. The sound of a loud thud could be heard to his right. The male turned and saw the girl's body collapse lifelessly onto the floor. His jaw dropped. Hiro immediately turned back at Kyra. But what he saw in his sister's place was a monster. A beast that desired nothing more but to murder everything in sight. Fear filled his eyes as much as hers filled with bloodlust. He could feel the conscious beating of his heart. Each beat was ticking away the remaining seconds of his life. The beast lifted into motion and lunged at him. Hiro held up his forearms protectively over his body, practically throwing his phone up in the air. The male fell backwards onto his ass. Kyra... He whispered her name in his final moments as he closed his eyes. When no feeling of pain or heaven was granted to him, the male lowered his arms. He opened his eyes and once more found the beast missing from his view. The smell of burnt fabric filled the air. It was a mystery if his phone had overloaded, or simply charged its batteries, from the event though, that was a later concern. He traced the scent of electricity towards his left until he found the source. A strange bird-woman had replaced the punk girl. M-Melio?! He blinked. At this point, he didn't have a clue what was going on. He wanted to run, but figured that his life was a stake if he made a scene. After seeing what Melio did, he had no idea if the punk girl was going to electrocute him to death if he moved. So, the male stayed sitting on the ground and frozen in fear. Yet, when he looked closer at Melio, he could make out the same translucent outline. It hugged Melio's thin frame throughout, marking her as one of the many 'mysterious' women that Hiro had seen throughout his life. You're... one of them. Hiro said meekly. Though, he wasn't too sure who them was. Also, Melio didn't seem like she was able to explain anything to him. The girl was currently fighting a mutant transformation of her sister. If Melio didn't speak to him in a normal situation, she sure as hell didn't want to speak with him now. Hiro watched in horror as the sister he loved was transforming into a strange abomination. Fur began to spout through her appendages. Though he considered it beastly at first, Hiro had to admit that the fur seemed quite beautiful, and fluffy even. The scaled arms eliminated any theory of his sister being a werewolf. What... is this? He hated being involved in a conflict where he felt so helpless. A voice commanded him to stay put. He turned around to see Alexis... on fire! What. the. fuck. No combination of words could quite satisfy what he was feeling at the moment. The bubbly girl had taken on a new form. This girl, too, had a violet siloutte surrounding her. Worst of all, everyone in this damned room acted like this was normal. As much as he wanted to be courageous and rescue his sister, he had no idea what he should be doing at that moment. Cool catch phrases filled his mind, from I don't care, she's my sister to It's my fault. I have to accept responsibility. What do I do...? His fingers dug into the rug below. They had begun to scratch the bottom portion of the rug, digging viciously into it. What can I do? Nothing had prepared him for this. No amount of medical experience or street smarts could come up with a solution. The male lowered his head. Please... Don't hurt her. He sobbed. A wave of helplessness washed over him. She's all I have.