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Gwen's Brother

The green eyes stared into Gwen’s, “How?  Why? Mom was so worried!”  She flung her arms around her brother.  “We thought you were dead.”

     He returned her embrace then stepped back giving her a huge smile.  “Nope, I am very much alive.”

     “I can see that?  How?”

     He turned his head looking out at the dining people, the fight that began quickly ended. Gwen noticed with his movement, that he had an enlarged earlobe with a metal washer moved, Gwen stared at it, “You have become a clan leader?”

     “The story of my capture, and how I became the clan leader, of our people here, is a long story.”

     A rumbled sounded, “Galtor, I’m hungry.”

     He smiled again turning his attention back to his sister, “Then come eat, you must tell me how you got on this rotten planet.”

 

Seeing the Dining room

They walked back to the foyer, and walked into another hall directly across from the one they were in, they walked only a few more feet before entering a great room.  There were tables along the wall these were covered in a deep blue tablecloths.  Sitting behing these tables were others, men and women enjoying a meal. 

     Gwen seeing this salivated.  She was hunger. 

     From the back of the room Gwen saw two males starting to fight, both at the same time touched their arms, and grew into their animal forms.

     This was what she did not like to see, her own people fighting.  The males pawed each other with their razor sharp claws.

     Someone came behind Gwen, taking her attention away from the fight. 

     “Sorry about that, here on the Prison Planet we all promise to be civil.  Those two are from warring tribes.  I have tried to keep them separated but alas…” The male’s voice drifted off.

     Gwen responded, “I wish our people fought less, like before the Nanos were implanted.”

     “Yes, we only fought during the full moon then, now we fight all the time.” The male said.

     Gwen turned to look at the male conversing with her, to her surprise she knew him.

Cleaning up

     Off the main foyer was a hallway; they followed it for a few feet. Turning into a room, the person indicated, “This is the wash chamber.  Clean up.”

     The cold attitude of the person was biting.  Gwen ignored it.  Looking around she saw red curtained cubicles.  She assumed she had to pick one, so she picked the furthest from the main door.  Ducking under the curtain, she noticed a bench in front of a showerhead. She turned the faucet she saw water stream out. 'Primitive, no dust showers?' Gwen thought.  

     She undressed, washed the blood from her person, and then redressed.  Feeling better, the rest of the blood from her earlier kill on her clothing did not matter.  ‘Whatever I’m about to face,’Gwen thought, ‘At least I am clean.”

 

     

Transformation

Looking at a wall of mirrors toward the back of the room, Gwen saw herself.    

She was still in her eleven feet tall animal self.  She stood upright because the door and the entryway hall had been tall enough for her to do so.

     Her pale green eyes and blonde fur were covered in men's blood. She needed to bathe.  Taking her left clawed hand, she touched her right forearm, and watched herself turn human once again.  The angled features of the wolf softened into a rounded pretty female face, her shoulders shrank, her breast folded out of her muscles.  Her legs shrank, as did her feet. 

     Becoming herself, she turned to the person who came up to her as she entered the area.  “I am taking you to get cleaned up.”  The person explained, so Gwen followed.

     

Finding her people

         The corridor turned and Gwen tromped down a narrow stairway.  The great room she entered had a bar off to one side.  On the opposite side was a desk.  She by passed both to walk straight to the door that went outside. 

     Memory flooded her mind when she stepped outside. Gwen was from the planet Remis, or that was what other’s called her world.  She was Cremin, a people who turned into wolfish beasts by the full moon of Remis.  This was the way of things until an out-world came with the nano technology.  Then her people the Cremin could take their left palm and just touch the right forearm to induce the change.   That didn't matter she needed to find her people.

     Looking from her left to her right, she looked for a rough stone building, which was where she needed to be.  She saw it to her left, she turned from the doorway starting toward the building. When she got there, she would, with others, try to get off the prison planet.

     A few buildings in front of her, she spied the stone building, in front stood a man.  ‘He must be standing guard.’ she thought.

     Approaching him, she readied her left hand; nothing was going to take her off guard this time.

     “May I enter?”  She asked.

     He lifted his left arm moving his right into position.  “You may enter if you prove you are Cremin.”

     She did, morphing into her animal self, and then he let her pass.

Damage Done

Gwen looked around the room.  She had come back from her form, to a mess.  Knowing that she had to defend herself did not resolve her guilt.

She did not feel good.

Leaving the room, she walked down a long hallway.  Her need to leave overwhelmed her.  

But where would she go?

Don't corner a beast

Backing into a corner, Gwen waited for the right moment.  She was exhilarated, she knew the three men before her thought she was helpless.  So much for what they knew.  All she had to do was touch her arm and the nanos would commence the change.  All Gwen did was wait.

One man, a burly rough fellow, stepped forward.  "I'm glad we took this little lady."
 

The one in the middle shook his head in agreement.  "We sure did, sneaking up on her while she was sleeping."

The last one leaned against the far wall watching.  "Well, you guys waited for her to wake, now get on with business, so we can scoot.

The burly fellow stepped forward.  Gwen swiftly touched her palm to her fore arm.  

The change was nearly instantaneous.  She went from a tiny beautiful five feet five inch woman, to a creature that had to slump, because the ceiling was too low.  Her fangs bared.  She opened her huge clawed hands and began her attack.

The man against the wall screamed, "I didn't think they brought those to the prison planet."  It was the last words he uttered. She took off his head as rapidly as she did the others.