The year was 2530 and the Earth had been hit by something, no one knew what exactly, but the unseen spirits that roamed the planet had been given phicsal forms. Dragons, Werewolves, and all other creatures of fansty came to life. Humans had feared them and tried to destroy everything that was not of Earth but they failed, now their number was half of what it once was and they took to living under the Earth. On Earth when the Wave of Change, as it is called, struck earth, something else happened. A human was 'hit' by the wave also but the Wave changed him where the other humans were fine and it changed his life forever, but little did he know that he was not alone.<br/><br/><br/>Draco, as he was known, had always been an outsider; an exile from society. He stayed close to home, his computer, and basicly lived on the net. He had never really talk much, althought he could be seen talking to 'himself', as others said, all the time when he was home. He seemed like every other human on the planet till the Wave happened. He just walked in from a short walk when he was 'hit' by something, he stumbled forward slightly then looked around. He was alone in his home but he knew somthing happened. He shrugded it off till he felt some pain and an itch, he looked at his hand. He grew scales at first, bones remade, and bones were added. His first change was to that of a anthro dragon, silver in color. Then the scales faded away and fur began to grow in its place, talons transformed into claws, teeth into fangs. His body was remade again to that of a werewolf, pure black, then as before it faded. He panted heavily, the pain was alomst too much. Then it happened again but this time, his legs came together and formed a tail. Scales formed again but with a softness to them, the claws shrank some, and the fangs became bigger. A clearish fluid fell onto the floor and hissed lightly, a strong poison. He had become a snake like creature, deep green in color. Then this latest change faded as the others did and this time when no more seem to be coming, he tried to stand. He was hit by another wave of pain; stronger then all the others combined. His body grew to more then three times it's normal size, his back cracked and moved about becoming a 'L' shape. Then his feet grew and another pair of feet sprouted from the bend in his body, he could feel something moving on the inside' like a bunch of snakes or something. He groaned as his face slowly made a muzzle, it was dragonic but also reptilin. He felt a strange rippling feeling on his back, he glanced back and saw wings sprout from his back. This form had a light crystal blue color to it, he was able to see that much. Then, it too, began to fade. He felt weak now that he was human, the changes felt good in a way. The changes made his feel strong but now he felt small and very weak. He was barely to crawl about, he headed for the front door but he didn't make it. Blackness claimed him as he blacked out, his arm outstreched toward the door. The walls were thick, they had to be in the city, so no one heard his cries of pain nor anything else that happened to him; but the windows were not as thick and they had been left open, the shades billowing in the soft breeze that was blowing.