I woke up in gasped as pain radiating though my body. My toe curling scream radiated throughout my cell. Hot tear fell down my check. It took me a while to realize it was my birthday. Most werewolves when it's time to shift for the first time had there parents to help them shift. Instead I was locked in a prison, all alone not knowing what was going on. The pain was so intense that I never noticed that a man came into my cell and was staring at me.
"It's time," smiled the man who came before with the scar . He walked across the small barely lit room to undo my chains. As he was unfastening the chains I noticed I guards you the door. They were probably there to prevent me from escaping. As soon as the chain came. If I clapped to the floor. As soon as my feet and hand hit the floor I slowly started to shift. Each bone broke and restructured itself . It felt like it for hours but in reality it probably took an half an hour. The three man laughed while watching me during the whole transformation, probably because they knew that nothing they could do would make it hurt more. As soon as a was done shifting the stoped laughing with a shocked look on their face. Little did I know my misery I went though was going to be child play to what they were going to do.