The Last Phoenix Shifter

 I never took risks, never did anything that could jeopardise everything I am doing to survive, I spent my time working and then going home to my small one bed apartment, and even at work I took no risks, accepting a job in a back office; where I would see no one and no one to see me. you may be wondering why I take no risks, why live on take out  and microwave meals, it's because I can't afford to be found, my parents did everything they could to hide me. To keep me out of the place I know is out there, to keep me away from the supernatural. Not because I wasn't one of them, but because I was the last of my kind. the last phoenix shifter. Many believe my kind is lost and perhaps we are, my parents were killed trying to protect me, because whilst they had phoenix blood they did not have any of the abilities that come with it. They were perfectly normal, and they were mine, my only family. The only people who I have ever been close to. I can regenerate, come back from the dead as though nothing has ever happened.

 My body will look exactly the same, I will  bare no scars of what happened Before my death, it would be as though nothing had ever happened, as though I never died. I didn't realise this until after the car crash, until after I woke up and my parents were gone, I could do nothing to save them. But my cruel curse Ensured that I would live, that I would always live. today was my day off, and I had decided it was time to go out, I have run out of everything, including shampoo and coffee. two things I'd rather not live without.

but as always I would have to be extra careful, I didn't know if a supernatural's would be able to tell what I am, I don't know what they would do if they knew. leaving my small apartment caused great stress but I had to do it, I couldn't live forever in this place. I couldn't hide my head in the sand until my last breath, for all I knew, I was immortal, someone that would never die.

I stood there by the door for I don't know how long, contemplating my options, I hated that I was so afraid, but I didn't know what to expect. mother always told me to be brave, to hold my head up and face the world, but that was before she was murdered by the vampires. strange to think that they wanted me for my regeneration ability when they were mortal themselves, so long as they ingested blood. but that was because it wasn't just my regeneration ability they were after, I could bring others back from the dead also I have been told by a mage,  The only other person who knows of my existence. Who knows what I am.

I was now 23, living on my own, with no friends and no one I can trust. the only people I see are those I work with and the takeaway driver that comes to my apartment when I call. is a sad life, but it's mine. I tie my crisp red hair into a tight ponytail and fasten the zip  on my jacket, I can't avoid it any longer. perhaps always being indoors had affected me more than I realised, perhaps I was afraid. I didn't really know how I felt as I stood there  Locking my door.  

I smiled to myself when I made it to the car,  an old run down vehicle, it wasn't much, but it is always been reliable. It was an off red colour, the paint chipping and fading in places, but as I placed my keys into the ignition it roared to life, The first part of the drive was uneventful. Just the busy streets of noon, no one really paying attention to anyone, only to what they were doing, where they needed to be. But then I got to the crossroads and the panic  I had felt before,  had begun to swallow me. Four black SUVs were speeding down to my right, Not giving me a chance to move to the side before they crashed into my vehicle sending me spiralling into the side of a limo. My head smashed into the window just as I came to a halt, the collision causing my head to spin, and my eyes to be blurry. I sat there for a long moment, more than a little bit dazed.

That was when I heard them, four male voices arguing, the word mate being thrown around whilst I tried to see in a straight line. I had barley realised I was being moved until I looked up to see a pair of crystal blue eyes staring down at me, hyper aware that he was cradling me like I was a baby.  The next thing i knew i was in the limo, Surrounded by 4 incredibly handsome men, my pulse skittering out of control. what was I doing in the car? why have they taken me from mine? what did they want?

 I recognise these men, mainly from the news on television,  They were the head of the supernatural world in the city, they were supposed to know all the Inns and outs, but so far I've managed to stay clear their radar. until now it seems. they all looked at me, watching me weather curiosity i was unsure of, unable to tell what they wanted. did they know what I was? have they come to collect me, give me to the vampires?