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2019-09-07
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2019-12-22
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Shifter in the Shadows

Summary:

Maggie Sawyer is broken. The cost of maintaining her secret of who and what she is has cost her everything. Shedding her humanity, Maggie vows never to return to the human world again slipping into the shadows. Upon discovering Maggie's disappearance and abandonment of what seems to be all of her possessions, Alex vows to not only find Maggie Sawyer but make things right with her. Will Alex find Maggie? If she does, will there differences keep them apart forever?

Notes:

There are not enough Supergirl stories about shapeshifters. I adore Sanvers and will forever and I could so imagine Maggie as a shapeshifter. I am posting this prologue and your responses will determine if I continue this or go back to concentrating on my other fictions. I would love your input via kudos and comments.

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Chapter One  "Prologue"

 

 

Maggie slipped her phone from her back pocket. She opened the screen for a second and opened her picture app. Tears dripped on the phone screen ad she pulled a picture of her and Alex from a happier time. Maggie swallowed back the sobs putting her hand to her mouth to stifle them. She longed to cry. She longed to scream into the heavens and curse all the deities in egistance. The brunette shook her head back and forth trying to clear her head. THis was hardly the first time she had been rejected. By far though, this one hurt the most because she was completely and totally in love with the auburn colored DEO agent. Maggie kissed her fingertip then placed it on Alex’s picture on the phone screen. Effectively. Saying goodbye to her goodbye. She turned her phone off and shoved it in her bike’s saddle bag. Next she pulled out her wallet, watch, her heart locket with Alex’s picture in it and finally her badge placing them in the saddlebag. Lastly she pulled her personal weapon from her jacket pocket and laid it in the under the seat container and locked it.

From the ground beside her, Maggie lifted her duffle bag of hastily packed items and placed it in the back storage container and then shut it lie she was shutting this part of her life away.

Maggie had hoped life would have given her a few more days, weeks or months. Somehow Maggie had known it would not have been years.Her secret would have been discovered inevitably.

But it was what it was.

She left her bike parked in one of the two assigned parking spots of the apartment building. Then turned and walked away into the night. Her first stop was the post office. She slipped her eyes into a manila envelope, addressed it to Alex before putting it in the mail. The metal postal box closed with a thud. It was not lost on Maggie that her life had just done the same.

It is what it is, Maggie thought to herself for the second time as she started a slow walk out of the city. She was still walking at sundown. The cityscape had longed past. Buildings and street lights had changed to single blacktop roads and finally dirt roads. Maggie walked till it was full dark before she stopped and got off the road. She sniffed the air. She was far enough now she decided. She did not smell or hear a human for miles around now. Satisfied of her privacy. Maggie walked to a dilapidated old country store from a bygone era. She easily broke in and slipped inside.

 

First off came the jacket, then the boots and then she unbuckled her jeans, letting them drop to the dusty wood floor. She unbuttoned her dark shirt and removed it before lastly stipping off her underclothes and socks. Standing nude at the old store counter, Maggie folded her clothes up neatly and left them on the counter. To Maggie, it was like folding and then putting aside what had been her life.

Its done, Maggie thought to herself as she slipped out the door and walking in the direction of the woods. Hell was behind her. Hell was in front of her and hell was at her feet. This had to be her purgatory Nevertheless she was going to embrace it and live the life she was predestined for. She had been a fool to think she could live any other way than this. Humanity was pain and best to be avoided. Now, in the cover of dense trees and underbrush, Maggie let her body slip form.

With a sorrowful howell, the ebony, petite, she wolf slipped into the darkness vowing never to return to the man’s world..