Freedom

I

"Somebody grab her!" A nurse screams as the crazy beast that is Beyonce darts past her. Beyoncé's hair is wild, her skin red and irritated from self harm. The nurse leaps for her but is quickly smacked by Beyonce herself and left sprawled on the ground. 

Beyonce lept over a table with wolf like strength and landed on all fours with cat like reflexes. Her skin ripples and is replaced with fur, her hands and feet replaced with paws.

This was her 54th time trying to escape her prison. She never got as far as the reception area, but today seemed to be her lucky day. She growled in satisfaction and leaped forward running as fast as she could to the light at the end of the cave.

Yes, she lived in a cave and so did the rest of the "subjects" who lived there also. She remembered when she was first brought in the cave. She was human... Not whatever she was now. She was actually human. She wanted her old life back. Even if she would have died.

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"Hi." Beyoncé whispers nervously. Today was her hospital visit to Rowland and Maraj Cancer treatment facility. Chemo wasn't working for her and the doctors had taken her off of it once they were sure she wouldn't make it. They'd given her 2 years max of life.

Two years. Most people would look at that with the glass half empty but Beyoncé didn't. Beyoncé loved life and everyone who was apart of it. Two years was a blessing to her. At twenty six she spent every moment until the day she died, happy.

"Hello. How may I help you?" The receptionist asked. His chiseled features softening as he took in her appearance.

She smiled nervously and licked her lips before replying, "Uhm," she gulped, "I have an appointment with Mrs. Rowland," Beyoncé was always so nervous. She never knew why, but she hated it.

"Mrs. Rowland herself? Wow," he says as his fingers squish the keyboards of his computer.

"Yeah," She ran her fingers up and down her arm absentmindedly. It created tingles, and made her shudder.

"Name?" He looks up at me. For a second she thought she saw his brown eyes flicker from their natural color to an Orange. It was almost electric. She peers over the small desk to get a closer look but they're brown again.

"Uh name Ms..?" He questions again.

"Oh sorry. M-my name is Beyoncé Knowles," Beyoncé pushes her suspicion to the deep twisting maze that is her mind.

He nods looks at his computer for a moment. A paper comes out the printer and he glides back, turning around in his rolling chair to grab it. He returns and hands it to me. "Alright here ya go. Her office is in the 5th floor to your right," his pearly whites blind me as he cheeses.

"Thanks... Mr. Allen."

"No! Just call me Barry," he says.

"Okay," she waved and left the receptionist desk.

If Beyoncé wasn't mistaken she could have sworn she heard him whisper, "I hope you survive."

What did that mean? Maybe he meant her cancer. That had to be it.

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Beyoncé's paws landed on the ground with a thud and her fur bristled as she ran at full speed down the pathway that led to her freedom. Something wasn't right this was too easy, but she couldn't think about that for too long. She was almost there!

When she reached the opening of the cave she sniffed and listened for any sign of danger. It was silent. Too silent. She looked outside the cave at the beautiful, leafy Amazon rainforest below. She should be able to jump on a tree and not hurt herself.  She leaped and immediately yelped, flying back and hitting the dirt floor with a loud smack.

She lay shaking on the ground in her human form. Pain traveled throughout her in the form of electricity, surging and twisting through her veins. The cave became fuzzy and the pain slipped away as she closes her eyes.

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First Person

"I think she's awake Ma'am," A small voice warns as I slowly open my eyes.

I blink back pain as they adjust to the lighting, looking around I notice Ms. Rowland sitting in the far corner of the hospital room I was in. I'd been here many times before. So much that I was friends with some of the nurses.

"Leave us please," Kelly says her light voice cutting through the tension in the room like a knife. The nurse nods and rushes out the room at Ms. Rowland's request. The air thickens once again. I try to sit up but Kelly's hand stops me.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. You've been injected with electricity fifty four times. You'll be in great pain if you move," I stick my middle finger up at her, but this only makes her laugh.

"I'm surprised you're even alive to be honest," she adds.

"I hate you," I mumble. I try to raise my arm but the searing pain that followed me quickly rethink that. I cried out in pain. Kelly just smiled.

"You don't," she tells me, her voice ever so calm.

I was going to say something but the familiar sound of running water came from the small bathroom that was hidden behind my curtains.

Mrs. Maraj steps out, her attention focused on her wet hands, which she used to dry on a napkin. "Hello Beyoncé." her New York accent makes its appearance when she says my name.

"Mrs. Maraj." I reply back.

"Do you know that attempting to escape is breaking multiple rules?" she stalks over to me in an almost predatory way.

Once the initial shock of seeing her in person wears off I respond confidently, "I don't give a fuck about your bullshit rules--"

"Rules that are designed to keep you safe!" she cuts in.

"Man what ever. I don't have to listen to this." I shrug and look away.

"Who am I talking to? Sasha or Beyoncé?" she raises an eyebrow, her demanding voice softening. She picks a spot on my bed and sits, before placing a hand on my thigh and erasing all the pain I felt. It felt as if waves had washed over me and suddenly I felt sleepy.

"Lemme lone," I whined.

"There will be consequences Beyoncé just so you know," she tells me. I feel as if I've never slept a day in my life.

"What consequences?" I mumble sleepily.

"Doesn't matter. I'll see you when you wake up." Whatever she's doing only amplifies and soon I'm drifting off into a deep sleep. The last thing I feel is her soothing hand massaging my thigh.

Soooooooo thoughts?

What do y'all think of Beyoncé, Kelly and Nika?

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I am aware that there is another book with Beyoncé as a were wolf. It's lulscooby 's book called As I am. I have gotten permission to write this. I don't plagiarize or steal anyone's ideas. 😐👀