Prologue
Lloyd Fell too the ground with a loud crash. "Get up boy!" Pythor yelled, shoving Lloyd every time he got up. Once they finally got to the cell, Lloyd was covered in bruises from falling into crates, spare parts and metal. Once he got in, (once again pushed) Pythor slammed and locked the door behind him.
All Lloyd could do was pray. Pray for an escape.
I know its short, but hopefully it got you interested! This is my very first fan fiction so.. i need ideas, and maybe a editor...
Good luck guys!
-Pwr