**This is a sequel to a sequel! Read Raven's Story and Revenge if you have not!**
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'Ugh...' I moaned as I woke up in a dimly lit room, facing the back wall. "Where am I? I said aloud, not worrying about telepathy.
"You're in the
Ala Jail. Where we keep all special needed prisoners." The foreign voice said with a sneer.
"Who are you?" I asked, not enough energy to even use telepathy.
"I'm officer Venom, or Antvenom as many know me as." He replied.
"Well, 'Officer Venom' I do not like being here. So do not even try anything with me," I said, trying to I intimidate him.
"Oh, it won't be me watching over you. Someone else is."
Just as he said that, I heard another guy walk in.
"Who is that?" I asked, referring to the new guy.
"So I see that your super hearing isn't dulled... This is Officer Slamacow. He will be the one watching you, and don't underestimate him." Antvenom said, leaving the room.
I turned around to look at Slamacow. He looked fairly nice, a blue striped shirt under an iron chestplate. Brown hair and black eyes.
I kept my hoodie low to hide my eyes... I turned back around and looked at the cell. It was not big... It had a single block of glowstone illuminating the area. It had a bed and there were vines growing on the walls. There was no window.
I turned back to Slamacow, "What? Are you just going to sit there?"
"Sure, why not? And I see that you don't make eye contact. Scared?" He taunted... Oh, I was getting mad.
"No, I am not scared. I just hate looking at other people's stupid faces." I replied, the hate dripping from my voice.
"Ok. Well. I am going now. You are to be fed in an hour. I expect that you will not harm anyone. Then, once you are done, you can have a bit of watched free time with the other cell mates. I expect you are hungry... You were out cold for several days..." He said, walking out the door.
I got up and walked to a dark corner of the room. I sat down, ignoring the dust and cobwebs that was there. I sat there, thinking for a while before I heard the noise of a lock being turned.
"Food's here. Tomorrow you will be eating with the others for breakfast, lunch, an dinner. Officer Venom said that you will Not start any fights or attempt anything." Was all the voice said before turning, locking the door and leaving.
I ignored the food for a while, thinking that I would not be hungry, but was hit by a surprise. I heard my stomach growl at the smell of the bread and baked potato.
I shuffled over to the food and nibbled on the bread until it was gone. I turned over the still warm potato with the spoon they gave me.
"There is a reason for no fork," The now familiar voice of Slamacow rang in my ears.
"Scared I am going to throw it at you?"
I taunted.
"Yeah. There is reason to be. With your many accounts of murder, attempted murder, kidnapping... The list goes on. You should be dead. But, everyone seems afraid of you for some reason. Nobody has told me, so I have no reason." He said, looking for my eyes.
I kept my head low. "You... Never mind. Can I eat in peace?" I asked, wanting him away more than anything.
"I'm supposed to keep watch on you. So no. Peace here is only found in solitary confinement, where I think you should be for your acts." I was getting ticked. His voice seemed so innocent, not someone like how he is. I judged this book by it's cover and was wrong...
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