Fate
Chapter 1: A New Life
He stood there standing tall and proud, behind the defense table, in a court room full of chinese citizens he didnt know. His lawyer, if you can call him a lawyer, stood next to him. He did little to no help to actually defend Jack. Jack sighed heavily as the judge came out to read the verdict. He already knew what it would say. He shifted his hands some so the cuffs on his wrists would find a more comfortable place to rest. The judge started to speak, in chinese. His lawyer acted basically as a translater. He sensed the chinese man lean over to him and start to whisper in his ear what the Judge was saying.
"He says you are guilty of the murder of the Chinese consulet, and you are to spend the next 10 years in one of our high secruity labor camps" The lawyer whispers to him. Jack closed his eyes, of course he had been expecting this. The Judge finished speaking and Jack respectfully nods in acknowledgement of his so called punishment. The punishment he does not deserve, but was pushed into, so the US government wouldnt be destoried by 1 covert operation gone bad.
He was glad none his friends or close ones were there to witness this. They would have fought back, He would have, if it werent for these circumstances. He had to defend his country though, even it being charged with something he did not do. He sighed heavily at the thought of being away from home for 10 years. He was already home sick, and it had only been 20 days since his departure from LA. They had taken him by boat. And it wasnt the best of boat rides either, He hadnt expected them to treat him so poorly. They fed him only a piece of bread and a cup of water. They shackled his feet together along with cuffing his hands. They chained the shackles and cuffs to a wall in the cargo bay of the ship. It had been dark all through the 18 day voyage. He had only saw light a few times during that and that was when they fed him.
Once he got to China he was given 2 days to freshen up, under high supervision though. He did not need the 2 days though, after the 2 days he still looked like shit, though now he was wearing their light blue prison clothing, instead of the clothing he had been wearing since he was back in LA. He didnt need the trial to tell him what was going to happen to him. He already knew he was going to prison, for a very long time. Ten years was actually better then he had expected. He had expected them to throw him away for life. Maybe they were being generous, or maybe they thought he wouldnt last that long.
The secruity guards lead Jack onto a train, bound for the high secruity labor camp he was going to serve his 10 years at. They told him the camp would be about 2 hours train ride away. They attached him to a railing in the cargo bay of the train. He sat in darkness the whole ride. He had kept his mouth shut the whole time, trying to figure out what they were saying. He figured he would learn Chinese through hearing them speak so he eased dropped every time he could, trying to get the drift of what they were talking about, trying to understand.
After 2 hours he was literally thrown from the cargo bay off the train, while still in motion. He hit the dirt hard and rolled some, getting a few scraps. He finally stopped, just laying there in a heap on the dirt ground. He coughed some, trying to make sense of what had happened. He then felt 2 strong sets of arms grab him and hull him to his feet. The one said something, he didnt understand, it was in chinese. It sounded like a question to him. The other responded also in chinese, then they started to drag him to a large building he saw before him. No it was several large buildings, surrounded by a big thick wall. This must be the place, he thought to himself.
He was brought inside the first building, then they let him stand on his own. He glanced around, then saw a man approach him. He was a smaller man then Jack. He wore clothing that of what a chinese army soldier would were, he suspected. The man spoke something in chinese, another question Jack presumed. Jack just stared at him. The chinese man repeated himself. Then out of no where he was hit in the back of the neck, hard, forcing him to drop to his knees. The chains from his shackles on his ankles clanged against the now concrete floor. The man spoke once again in chinese, it sounded like an order this time to Jack. Jack slowly got to his feet and stared intentively at the man. The man spoke again in a happier tone, rewarding Jack for his movement as if. Jack figured the man told him to stand up. The man then started in a rather lengthy speech. None of which Jack could understand, but by the end he was herded of into another building by 2 men, at least twice his body mass, musclar as well.
The two men, Jack assumed they were guards, shoved him roughly into another building. So roughly in the fact that he stumbled over his own feet, falling to the ground. He coughed some from the dirt flying up, and stood up slowly. He realized he was in some sort of barracks type area, filled with bunks. Those bunks were filled with men, they were all laying down. They all looked so fragile. Jack then realized the guards had left.
Jack then started to stumble down the middle aisle of bunks, searching for an empty one. The men just stared at him. He felt their eyes on his every movement. He finally found a free bunk at the back of the barracks. He walked over too it, and was about to sit down when one of the inmates stood infront of him. They said something that Jack could not understand either.
"I dont speak Chinese" Jack spoke in english, hoping to get the idea across. He also shrugged in a gesture saying I dont know what you said. The inmate stared at him, then pushed him backwards.
Jack then figured out what the inmate had propably said to him. Jack then glanced around for another free bunk, but there was none. He then tried for the free bunk again. The man pushed him back again, but Jack was ready for this and stood his ground. The man hissed in frustration throwing a punch at Jack. Of course Jack being Jack moved enough to miss the punch interally. The man charged him, throwing a barage of punches at him. Jack easily defended himself. He then found out that the other inmates were like a brotherhood, a gang, and anyone not in the gang was an enemy. Or thats what Jack thought. And he was right to think that. After awhile of man trying to land a punch. And Jack not wanting to throw one, He wanted to keep a mutual peace among his inmates, but he found out the hard way that, the inmates, all of them hated him. Propably because of what he had use to be. The man was joined by all the other inmates. Jack was overwhelmed, he could take on 5 people at a time, without a weapon, at most, but this was like over 50 people. Fifty people that charged him at once. He quickly found himself on the ground in a fetal position, trying to keep the onslaught of kicks and punches from hitting his vital areas, though it wasnt helping much. He let out a few cries of pain before the men finally were broken up by the guards.
He was thankful for them breaking it up. He glanced up at the guards through his beaten face and smiled slightly in gratitude. That was a mistake, the guards scoffed at him. One kicked him one more time in the stomach, making him yelp in pain. And the other spit on his face. He curled up into the corner, protecting his battered body, as the guards left. He expected the worse, but at this rate, with the inmates being enemies, and the guards also enemies, and him not knowing chinese, he wouldnt survive the year even. This was only day 1 of 3,650.
