A/N:More character practice.
Death would have been a better outcome. Instead I reside within an eight by nine prison cell. My only companion was my thoughts of the past and what lye outside in the real world. Quite maddening really. It should be mentioned that I am never allowed outside my cell; I do not even get that one hour of daily exercise. This is due to fear of me conjuring an uprising. I don't really need it since I like to do my daily exercise my in solitude. It allows me to focus and think.
I can be quite eloquent when I wish to be, which is all the time.
The cell contained one tiny window at the highest point in the cell, one small sink and regular sized toilet, and a bed a size too small for me. A massive change to what I had been accustomed to. I managed though as I wrapped a torn piece of blanket around my hand before doing it to the other before starting my exercise for the day.
After performing a hundred push-ups and crunches, I used the small bar above my cell door to work my upper arms. It wasn't built high so there was no chance I would commit suicide, not as if that thought had crossed my mind.
I curled my hand tighter around the bar while slipping my other arm around it. My hand reached out and rubbed the back of my neck. It still hurt, even after three months. A chip had been implanted atop my spine; somehow they figured this would keep my psychic powers at bay. In a way it did as it was painful to do. It could have truly been tested if there was a damn card in this god forsaken place. Obviously, there are no fools in this place.
All that I felt for this place was hate. I had no power. I held no territory. I had no control. I had no influence. I was among the incompetent.
I was not meant for this world. I was meant for something more. And that was going to change soon, very soon. Some of you may find it strange I'm telling you all of this as you read. I'm sure it's obvious but I will tell you for the ones that I know are slow.
I'm already gone.
Do not try and use the chip to find me. Remember? You thought I would be trapped in that despicable cell forever. It appears you have forgotten who I am. I'll remind you in due time.
I will give you one piece of advice. Start looking over your shoulder.
Good day gentlemen.
A/N:Divine, interesting character; my opinion of what happened to him. It is stated he did go to jail, but here's how he was kept there for so long...and well yes~