Ash began to wake up, slowly opening her eyes. She felt a bit sore. How long was I out? she wondered, It couldnt have been that long, could it? She slowly rose to her feet, ignoring the pain that followed. Yawning, she glanced around.

 ((Fail))

Name:Jensen joy (j.j.)

Age:16

Gender:female

 Breed:Husky

Originally Human?:yes

Personality:very funny, and happy. she is very playful. but she is still getting used to being a dog so she is now shy and quiet and wont talk to very many people

History:doesn't remember anything before being knocked out.

Mate and Pups:none/none

Looks: original- dog-

Other: none

Ben groaned as he regained consciousness, keeping his eyes closed. Why did he feel so sore? Feeling something warm against his back, he snorted and sat up. Mark must have crawled into his bed again. Honestly! They were fifteen, way too old to be sleeping in the same cramped bed. He rubbed his eyes with his forearm and looked at Mark... only it wasn't Mark.

He yelped and scrambled away from the Shiba that had been laying so close to him.

His cry caused the Shiba to bl
ink his eyes open and sit up, visibly cringing. "Ugh... what happened." He muttered, causing Ben's eyes to widen. Somehow, and it really did sound crazy, but Ben swore that was his twin's voice. 

"...Mark?" Ben asked experimentally. 

The Shiba lifted his head up. "What is it, Be-- Oh, God! You're a dog!" Mark practically howled, scrambling back from his twin in the same way he had. 

Ben blinked and looked down at his clearly Akita body. "Holy-- I am a dog!" he barked. He looked up and stared at his twin, lifting up a paw. Mark lifted up a paw as well and they pressed them together in the air, pushing lightly on each other.

"Too weird." They said in unison before dropping their paws and looking around the junkyard.

"I suppose we wont be needing that car part for our truck now." Mark joked. 

     Kaina walked down the street, which was at the time empty, except for maybe a few parked cars. She traveled down the winding roads, until she saw it. She saw her small house. It was made of hard brick. There was two doors, one in the front and the other in the back. What Kaina recognized as her mother's car was parked in the driveway. Kaina decided to go to the back door. The back door is almost never locked, unlike the front.

     Slowly, Kaina went to the back of the house. She walked up to a gray door and tried to reach it, but for some reason she couldn't reach it. "Mom! I'm here! Open the door," Kaina yelled.

    The door was pulled open, and there was her mother. She stared at Kaina with wide eyes. She pushed Kaina away from her yelling, "Go! Shoo!"

    Kaina was confused. What was happening. "Get away you filthy stray!" Her mother grabbed a broom and shoved her some more. For some strange reason the broom looked bigger than before. "Go away!"

     Kaina was forced to run off. What was happening to her? Surely her mother  would have recognized her own daughter. And, she wasn't a stray. This day was getting odder and odder.

Ben padded down one of the paths of the junkyard, his brother close behind him.

"Aliens?" The Shiba suggested. They had been bouncing possible theories for their transformation off each other for the past hour.

"What would aliens be doing in a junkyard?" Ben questioned. "And in broad daylight?"

"Think about it." Mark answered. "No one expects to see an alien ship during the day and two teens in a junkyard wouldn't be noticed being beamed up.

"Mmm... maybe, next idea."

"The Bermuda Triangle!"

Ben stopped, causing Mark to run into him, and turned around to face him. "Not you're just being weird. Does it look like we are anywhere near the Bermuda Triangle?"

Mark huffed. "Then you come up with something."

Ben thought for a moment. "Some sort of planetary alignment?"

"Isn't that aliens?"

"No, Mark, it is not." Ben sighed before continuing to walk.

[[You could make them somehow meet up at the junkyard with Mark and Ben?]] 

     Kaina wandered away from her street, thoughts buzzing in her mind like irritating bees. What was wrong with today? Why did her mother talk like that to her? Why was she called a stray? She wasn't a cat or dog, was she? Kaina stared down at the ground as she walked. Everything was so wrong today.