The 12th of September
2011
Texas
Unknown location
Midnight

Lucinda struggled desperately against the restraints that were holding her in place as she was transported inside the dark cell. Screaming at the gurads, her parents already removed from her for their own safety..and sanity as their daughter was to be placed inside a cell to be tortured by her own body and new affliction. They said it was the only way. After a month bound to her bed or with limited time allowed to be moved about her cell, or what they called a hospital room. If I cannot leave it is a cell. She had thought hundreds of times, they said it was a risk for her to leave, for any reason. Even as she got stronger she was bound to her bed, the room was private due to the condition and the only company she received was a daily visit from her father, occasionally her mother. And infrequently a nurse or doctor but they didn't stay to talk or interact longer then they had to. Lucinda, even in her weakened form could tell their disgust of her. The last few days even her parents didn't show, the nurse said it was due to safety for her current state and the moon. She knew it was due to her confessing her wish to die.

As the door to the cell was shut, the sounds of multiple bolts and locks slamming into place echoed throughout the chamber, the restraints tying Lucinda down to her bed were released. Her eyes slowly adjusted to the dimness, before she was blinded and had to shut them tight, a magical light revealed the inside of the cell she now was. Nothing except herself, in just a medical gown, the moving bed and scratches covering every surface.

In the new light, Lucinda ran to the door and slammed on it. "LET ME OUT! I'M NOT A WEREWOLF!" She screamed, not wanting to be locked in another cell. "PLEASE! LET ME OUT! I'LL DO ANYTHING!" She started to panic, unable to cope. Her mind seeking any way she may be able to escape. "I'LL DO ANYTHING!" Her screams started to break down into sobs as she pointlessly slammed her fist into the door over and over again.

The time passed, for her seeming like an eternity, but in reality it was only a few minutes. Her throat dry and pained from the crying and pleading, fists red and raw. She backed away from the door and curled into a tiny ball. Everything looked wrong to her, everything sounded wrong. Could she always hear her heart beating? Is it meant to beat that fast? Where is the blood? She can hear blood pumping through someone. One, two, one, two, one, two, one, two, onetwo, onetwo, onetwo, onetwo onewtwo onetwo onetwoonetwoonetwoonetwoonetwo WHY IS MY HEART BEATING SO FAST?

"I can't be...n-no I can't...i can't...I-" Her panicked muttering shut off as she threw herself onto her back, breaking out of the ball, her chest heaving up and down, going faster and faster and faster before she thrashes onto her side,curling up again then throwing her body apart. An ear piercing scream escaping her throat, a noise no person should be able to create. "let me die...let me die..." She starts pleading to no one, praying that if there is any divine power, even though they are so cruel as to allow this to happen, that it would end it all for her.

Lucinda weakly and slowly, rolled onto her stomach, believing the worst of it were over, as she got onto her hands and knees, she realized how wrong she was. She threw her head backwards, pointing to the sky...or the roof of the cramped cell. "LET ME FUCKING OUT OF HER-" Her cry was cut off as it turned into another pained scream, her entire body shaking with the noise. Collapsing onto her front, she panted heavily. "F-fuck...fuck...please just..." Her ravaged throat screamed a cry of pain again as a loud snap pierced the sound, her left arm thrashing as all the bones inside of it snapped and started to reform, followed by more snapping noises as her other arm followed suit. Her arms contracting then painfully building themselves back up as her bone structure remade itself.

Before she could even process it, her spine elongated and snapped as it curved into a hunched shape. "NO FUCKING MORE! I-I CA...i..." Another scream pierced the sounds of her body tearing itself apart. Her legs now remodeling themselves to fit their new purpose. In all the pain she had no time to process her other changes, her hair receding, nails developing into sharpened claws, her face elongating into a snout with a vicious row of gnashing teeth.

As the changes started to end, her cries for help and her screams for her life to end, were not even recognizable to her anymore. No one would ever be able to understand her as her abused throat now only released pained howling of a feral wolf. Her new thoughts panicked. Her human mind unable to form anything as the new senses took over, she had to hunt, she had to feast, she had to kill. What happened. Flesh. Rip. Meat. Feed. Was the last thing she would remember from that night. And as if a final insult to her new savage form, ripped of her mind, her body, even her personality. In the room materialized a large slab of meat.

In the morning, when the guards finally returned to the werewolf cells, and the doors finally opened. What would be found in the room were scraps of cloth, all that remained of her gown, the bed bent and ripped apart by a tremendous force, blood from the meat and the living meat smearing the walls. And a very small looking girl, shivering and trembling, sitting in a ball that made her look even smaller then she already did, arms wrapped around her legs. Fresh scars covered the girl, despite the chance to escape, she didn't move, not even acknowledging the door was there. As clothes were tossed at her she remained still, if not for her constant shuddering and shaking.

A nurse would enter and take her hand, they helped her to her feet and covered her in another gown, took her to the showers and cleaned her up, dressed her nicely for presentation. When the girl was taken to her parents, the doctors saying she was now free to leave. The girl just stared into space, at a downward angle, her face showing no emotion but her eyes filled with a primal dread. The girls mother hugged her close and tried to comfort her. The girl just stood there, and after pulled tightly into an embrace, she would of moved her arms to hold the woman lightly, a tear starting to roll down her face.