I awoke, stretched and slowly grew accustomed to my new body.
Powerful legs flexed under me, long, thick tail helping me balance as I got unsteadily to my feet, tiny, stunted arms in front of me scrabbling at the air. I smiled, mouth full of razor sharp fangs, as I saw myself, all scales and claws and fangs, in the mirror by the slab on which I’d so recently lay.
They’d called me mad when I said I was undergoing surgery to become a Raptor.
But Mama always said I could be anything I wanted, if I believed in myself…