Hey peeps! This is my first CQ fanfic, but my other stuff is Cat Royal. I know there's a lot of fics like this floating around, but I wanted to do this anyway. Tell me if I make a mistake (: If you're also on the CR fandom, check out my new forum – it's the Cat Royal Adventure FanFiction Awards 2013 (fancy!). Thanks to SapphireOceans for the idea (I hope she doesn't mind…).

Connie sat, legs crossed, on her bed. She had her eyes closed, and was hugging herself tightly. Thoughts were screaming in her head, desperate for her attention, the competition growing fiercer with every passing second. Still, through the insane noise, Connie could hear the rain battering against the window, the wind howling ferociously against the roof. A storm was brewing.

Suddenly, thoughts started jumping into her mind, forcing their way in until it was all she could think about. What had happened to Kullervo? Would his force overwhelm her mind, allowing him to take her over? Or would he lie low and vanish into a peaceful life, into the crevices of her very conscience? She knew the first was more likely, and that when it happened, it would be painful.

Those thoughts scattered, and were replaced by a bigger one. What to tell the trustees? She doubted she could keep her new powers under wraps forever. After all, only hours ago, she had nearly shifted in front of the whole of the Hescombe quarter of the society when Coddrington had irritated her. What if someone angered her even more and she shifted? What would happen then? Would she be expelled from the Society for being too great a danger? Would people hate her for lying to them about what had really happened to Kullervo? Downstairs, she could hear Evelyn bustling about in the kitchen. Mack was out with George, and she was suddenly struck by the unfairness of it all. They had such a happy life, no worries, no fears. Yet here she was, a young teenage girl, terrified of almost everything. How come she was the only one?

Quickly, Connie pushed these bitter thoughts from her mind. It happened a lot now – in the past day or so, at least. Before that, she had been positive. Could it be Kullervo working his magic already? Or was it just an incredibly twisted placebo effect?

The storm broke, and she could hear thunder rumbling, the window pane being rattled by the wind. The lights started flickering on and off. The electricity would go off soon, so Connie savoured the few moments she had alone before she had to go downstairs and sit with Evelyn until the lights came back on. Suddenly, the cat jumped up onto her knee, and Connie stroked her, feeling more reassured with every passing second. She was shivering, and was absolutely terrified. She must have been hiding under the bed, Connie thought. She wondered how Argand and her family were dealing with the storm. Did they care?

Her phone went off, and Connie stretched to see who it was. It was a text, she knew that much, but her phone had locked itself before she could find out who had sent it. She groaned, picked it up, and slid the lock screen over, then went through her messages. It was Col, just saying hi. Connie couldn't help but smile. This was one of the things she loved about him. He always did sweet things like that, even before they had been going out. She gulped, just as the lights went out. As she stumbled down the stairs in the dark, as she had lost her torch, there was only one thing on her mind. Even when she somehow managed to stub her toe, and when she reached the bottom stair and nearly fell flat on her face, it was the only thing she could think about. The thing that had forced its way in, ruining a pretty happy moment.

Telling Col.

Well? Wuddya think? Please review! I need to know what you think! Also, should I leave this as a one shot or carry on with it? Sorry for how short and boring and terrible it was, I'm just really not good at this.