Located outside of the city of Paris, horrific rustic Juvenile Correction Facility is in need of a clean up and a fix-up housed 33 teenage boys & 33 teenage girls who earned themselves by their individual crimes as two guards with a middle-aged warden heading towards a cell with plexiglass and air holes to see a 19 year old, 5'10 teenager with rip arms, the left with a motorcycle with a bat's face as a hood ornament riding through fire and on his right a hangman's noose next to a guillotine in a orange jumpsuit working out by doing pull ups on a pipe chanting "Death to Law enforcers" as he noticed the warden. "Oh great, the living jerk-face. What do you want; to find out that you're a horrible person and disgusted by your actions. Plus you wish to free us and let us beat the living shit out of you to redeem yourself of your sins." He laughed at the prisoner as his goons stood there stone-face "No my little amused convict; for once good news for you." The prisoner looked away "You have earn yourself parole." All 65 prisoners in their cells heard it as they pushed themselves against the bars "Congratulations Z, you have earn parole for the first time when you enter this place ten years ago!" Z looked at wall and see the grass, the river and no walls surrounding him. "But you won't have any cash and have to live on your own with no loans from us." The other prisoners protested in hate "You cheap bastard!" "There is no heart in you!" "DAMN YOU WARDEN CELLULES-DE-PRISON!" "You will pay for your greed, Shit-face!"
The warden just laughed as he pushed in the pin codes "I don't care on what you scum say around here, I'm the law and the outside knows nothing about it! SO SHUT THE HELL UP!" The glass raised as Z walked out as the two guards hand him his belongings "One Brass Knuckles, One photo of you and your parents and one dog-tags." Z took everything but the photo "Burn it for all I care." One of the two guards showed some mercy on him and took it ("Why doesn't that kid want this? I've better do some research on his parents.") he walked as one of the guards behind him and one in front of him, the warden gave him his last words "Remember, one crime and your back here! (Maniacal Laughing)" Z snarled at him as his cellmates gave him good farewell "Good luck man." "Hope you enjoy the outside." "Be careful of black butterflies." Said a guard which Z looked back at what that guard said and wonder what he mean about butterflies. He gotten some new clothes, raggy old clothes and changed out of his jumpsuit as his cell mates made some music from the bars or made a beat that he likes and his cellmates sang along with him.
(All Inmates) I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad. I got sunshine in the bag. I'm useless but not for long, the future is coming on.
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad. I got sunshine in the bag. I'm useless but not for long, my future is coming on (repeatedly: Is coming one.)
They all song as Z exit out the doors as the gate closed behind him. Z looked around and looked back to Juvy as he walked down the road to France.
Dark 64: Hope you love the OC character and victim that will become a villain.
Overlord E: We don't owe Miraculous Ladybug and also the song called Clint Eastwood from Gorillaz.