Another story I recently started, is the concept any good?

This is a new story I decided to start in my free time. I sort of miss posting my story's here (I have no idea why...) So here is another. I would like to know, is the concept any good? If people like it I will continue it, but otherwise I probably wont. So here you are, a new story.

What We Were

Chapter one: The beginning

The world was a changed place, and I don't care what others say, its there fault. They meaning humans, if they didn't go and screw things up everyone would be living normally, and I would have gone unnoticed. Humans fear what they do not understand, and in this case, there fear lead to a massive war, a war they mostly blamed on me although all I ever did was try not to start wars. Heck if it wasn't for me, they would have all killed each other with nuclear bombs. I just happened to be able to disarm them before they destroyed the world.

But now the war is old news, it happened years ago. But its not an event ill soon forget, no they made sure of that. But I'm getting off topic a bit, this story is about me basically. Me and three others. Well, one other now, but at the time of the story there were still four of us. What are we? Well that's a long story. But I guess I'm telling the story now anyway. Here is the sort version.

We are NOT aliens first of all. That's what we were called when we first were discovered. Well first off, my name is Cinder, and I'm human... sort of. See my friend Simon is or was... sort of a super genies. He was twenty-seven when this all happened, I was fifteen. I was what some may call a street rat, tho I made it threw life better than most people do with there jobs and fancy cars. Well anyway, Simon was working on a formula, he told everyone he was trying to find a cure for cancer, but that was just an excuse to get the funds for his experiments. I thought it was rather clever myself, as I myself, have no problem with tricking people into giving you there money. Its how I lived. Anyway, we were good friends and he told me about his little scam and what he was trying to make. He was after a serum that enhanced human ability to that of animals. The night vision of a cat, or the cleverness of a fox. It took him ages and a few failed tests before he was sure he had it right. I was failed test number three. Snow was number two and Dawn was the first.

We all turned out differently, Dawn ended up growing claws and his brown hair became striped with gray. His voice changed, it grew a bit higher, and his night vision grew to that of a cat. O and his eyes turned yellow and he grew whiskers. Dawn was seventeen at the time and volunteered eagerly when he heard what Simon was trying to achieve. The two million in cash he was offered for helping might have influenced the decision a bit tho. He didn't mind his look so much, and rather liked the night vision. With the cash he had a mansion build and kept it dark all the time so only he could see. I didn't know Dawn before he showed up and agreed to test the serum. From what Simon told me he was an orphan like me that was living in a foster home.

Snow got it fairly good I think, his snow white hair turned to a light gray and all of his sciences improved. The problem came when he grew the gray wolf tail, it was easy enough to hide but still he hated it. His speed also increased we noticed latter. Simon was happy with the results of that test but wanted to try to fix the tail issue and maybe make it so peoples hair color didn't change. I had known Snow for years before hand, we lived together on the street for a while, back when I was eleven and he was sixteen. He eventually left in search of a job but came back when Simon offered him the same deal he offered Dawn. I was thrilled when he came back, altho I'm fairly sure Simon chose him because he knew we were friends.

What happened to me was a fluke, I didn't take on the traits of an animal like Snow or Dawn, for the first week I showed no singes of change. Simon thought it was a fluke and told me I didn't have to try another dose if I didn't want to and id still get payed. I felt rather lucky I didn't start to look like an oversized cat like Dawn and took the money. I told him id rather not try it again.

We were at a zoo when it happened, Simon was collecting DNA samples and I was there because I had nothing better to do. I still lived on the street, despite having two million in cash. I has Simon keep it for me and I went to him whenever I needed any cash. I trusted Simon with my life, he took me in off the street and we became friends. That was a few months after Snow left. I had been following his work for years and was the first to volunteer when he was ready to test. He refused to let me go first. Anyway, that day at the zoo we were walking by the fox cage. Simon wanted a sample of the foxes hair and one of the zoo employs was holding a fox and letting kids pet it. He asked me if I would get the hair for him while he stopped by the wolf den. I agreed. He walked off and left me with a small plastic bag to put the hair in. I walked up to the employ and asked if I could pet the fox, she said yes. I got the hair sample and put it in the bag, I was on my way to find Simon when a massive headache hit me. It was so sudden I almost dropped the bag and fell over into the penguin cage. I put the bag in my pocket and asked the employ if she by any chance had any aspirin. Growing up on the streets, I had endured days without food and lots of pain, but this headache was bad. I mean Someone just hit me in the side of the head with a baseball bat kind of bad. The employ just looked at me quizzically. I glared at her, everything seemed to loud all of the sudden, and it seemed like someone had turned up the light. This added to her headache. The employ looked as if she was going to say something but hesitated then turned and walked away. I couldn't believe she had actually just starred at me like I was an idiot then just walked away. Simon walked up and looked at me. His eyes widened and he rushed me back to his place. It was only when I looked in a mirror that a noticed my features had changed. My face looked foxish, and my ears had pointed slightly. My normally brown hair had turned a shade of red and my eyes had turned gray from there usual blue.

Simon pondered my sudden change for a while then with a half smile handed me a tuft of wolf hair. The headache that had just gone away came back instantly. I glared at Simon. He was looking at me like he thought it might happen. The headache lasted for about a half an hour before subsisting. When it went away Simon handed me the mirror again. My hair had turned gray and my face looked more wolfish now, my hearing had improved and I felt the erg to run threw a forest. He had smiled at me and said Well would ya look at that missy, It seems you take on the traits of animals you come in contact with. Meaning my formula is nearly done... Sort of.