There was a scurry as inmates crowded around the bottom of the pit to see what the guards had brought in. Life in the prison was repetitive, dangerous and dark. A new face, anything from the outside world caused a commotion.
The lowering of the latest inmate was no easy task, the prisoners were murders, rapists-hot, angry and starving. They were cruel and malicious. The bundled figure was guarded by 2 armed men.
The prisoner was harshly pushed by one of the guards, falling on the ground. The hood fell back and the men saw their new cell mate. Long brown hair, curled, in a long messy french plait and large brown eyes, not only was the prisoner a woman, she was beautiful . Her features exotic looking. She picked herself up quickly and stared back at the men surrounding her.
they're going to kill me, they're going to rape me, look at them! she was terrified i'm not going to last a day
They started whispering, rumours bounding off the stone wall "it's a woman". Necks craned to see the new prisoner, who was flanked by 2 soldiers, and marched to her place in hell.
Bane lay down in his cell,, arms resting on his chest with little interest over the new arrival. Men came in and died- here was just another brought to share hell. As the noise grew bane thought this new one was causing a bit more raucous than usually expected and pursed his lip in annoyance and curiosity.
The noise grew louder and louder and bane realised they were getting closer to him. Surely they weren't going to put the poor soul in his company? not after the last one, nasty incident he thought, and closed his eyes to try and blot out whatever was happening.
The only bed available was in the cell shared with bane. The man clearly preferred his own company and no-one would argue with the hulking mass, leaving him be most of the time. On the rare occasion Bane did get a cellmate, things never ended well. But there was a new prisoner and there was only one bed available. The guards cared little what happened to the woman and knew her surviving the first night was impossible- a death sentence made quicker with her temperamental cell mate.
One of them opened the door and threw her in. Bane sighed with frustration, he saw the slim figure and realised it to be a woman- there's going to be trouble.
She lay there quietly sobbing on the floor her face away from him, it amused bane that she seemed to not notice she was sharing the cell.
"hello?" Bane chuckled, and the girl jumped up startled
"Do not worry, i will not hurt you" he said after seeing the fear in her eyes. She nodded slightly, still in shock and Bane took in her appearance, she was slightly too thin, with large lips and eyes- not an unpleasant looking woman he thought
"my name's Nalya"
"Bane"
Nalya went and sat down on her bed, face in her hands. What was she going to do?