How long had it been? It felt like days, years even since they had captured me, not that it really mattered, I had been trying to get the others in my cell to safety, but we had all been captured by the Lycothans, and now I was the only one left, the others had all been turned into those, animals. I had even seen some of them, in their feral forms I could still sort of recognize them, but none of them had any idea who I was.
"Human 992014, come with me," an aggressive voice is heard from the door of my cell, I look and the hulking figure of a male Warrior is there in his wolf form, for a moment I stand there, half afraid of what he's going to do if I refuse. Back when I was part of the resistance, I might have had a chance, but I was trapped here, even if I killed him I wouldn't stand a chance. "992014, come now."
"I'm coming, I'm coming," I say, getting to my feet, I straighten out the standard issue orange jumpsuit they had all of us wear that marked us as untransformed humans, it barely fit over my skinny frame, they only fed us enough to keep us alive, and if we refused to eat they forced us, no use losing a future Lycothan, no hunger strikes on transformation block.
I didn't quite know what to expect as the warrior lead me down the hallway, I could feel his breath on the back of my neck, was this what my friends felt? Finally he opens a door and stops me before I enter.
"Strip," he growls.
"Excuse me?" I ask, looking at him strangely, I wasn't about to strip in front of him, what was he thinking?
"I said, strip Human," the warrior says, bearing his teeth at me. "Or would you rather me do it for you?"
Half afraid that he'd disregard procedure and just do it to me right there, I comply wanting to hold on to my humanity as long as possible, I remove the orange jumpsuit, trying hard not to think about the large werewolf behind me as I walk into the room. To my surprise, the door shuts behind me without him following, I reach for the handle but its not there.
"Its no use, once you're here there's no escape," a woman's voice is heard behind me, and I turn to see several other women in a room decorated with fancy trimmings, along with a long table with many foods lining it. The woman that had talked has messy black hair, and gets up to walk towards me. "Welcome to the end of your human life."
"The end of my... what is this place?" I ask.
"They call it the screening room, I am Amanda, this is Emily, Laura, and Casey," Amanda says, motioning to the other 3 girls with us, the youngest Casey couldn't be older than 18. "This is where the women are picked."
"I'm..." I start to say, searching my mind for my name. "Hailey, and what do you mean picked?"
Over the next few hours I ate better than I had in a long time as Amanda and the others explained what this place was. Because of their matriarchal nature, Lycothans had to make sure they chose the caste of their female transformees carefully, not wanting to waste their potential by putting them in the wrong caste. Being sent here meant that they where almost ready to choose which caste we where to be put in, and that our time would come soon. Amanda had been there the longest, almost two weeks now, and the others had come and go quickly, and now they where all that was left.
"I don't want to be a werewolf!" Casey cries out, I couldn't help but feel sympathy for her, she kind of reminded me of my sister Katie, but Katie had long been transformed into a Servant, and I had no idea where she was now.
"Its okay Casey, we'll figure something out," I say, placing a reassuring hand on the girl's shoulder. "I promise."
Just as I say that, the door I entered starts opening, and Amanda motions to me. "Stand up, someone's been selected," she says, and we all get to our feet, standing side by side. In comes a Lycothan female, this one in her feral form, wearing a regal two piece outfit that barely covers her body.
"Doctor Jinara..." Laura says, leaning over to whisper to me. "She's in charge of the selection for us."
I gulp as Jinara approaches, checking us each out one by one, when she finally stops on me she instructs me to open my mouth, her golden eyes looking at every inch of my body carefully. I let out a gasp as she pushes one finger into my vagina before pulling it out, she nods, and moves back.
"We've made our decision," she says, smiling a grin that shows off her sharp canines.