Here's chapter 2 folks.
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(Sing-Sing Prison. Earlier that evening.)
Through the corridors of Sing-Sing walked several rows of men. All of them were dressed in the same blue uniforms. One by one each men were led into a seperate cell and as soon as each man was inside one; the cell doors closed and locked for the night.
Inside one cell sat a man with a look of shear hatred on his face and he sported a fresh bruise on the side of his face. He had been involved in a fight earlier that day with a larger inmate named Cyrus. Oh how he hated Cyrus. In fact he hated the prison in general. Thirty years he would have to through this. Thirty years. No way in hell was he going to wait that long to get out. He had things to do and people to find.
He had dark brown eyes and long blond hair that was tied in the back forming a ponytail. He was also sporting a short blond beard, because he hadn't shaved for weeks. What's the point of shaving when you don't have to?
He looked out his cell and watched as the guards were walking out of the corridors and he sneered. He hated the guards more than anything else with the exception of the woman he slept with and her brother. He couldn't get a moment of peace in this place, because the guards were always sticking their noses where they don't belong. Oh what he would do to this prison if he could.
He noticed one middle aged guard walking towards his cell with a smirk on his face. The man in the cell flipped the guard the bird and went back to looking at his cell wall. He had nothing better to do anyway.
The guard walked over to the mans cell and laughed at him. The guard had blue eyes and red hair and a thick red mustache.
"My boss told me you had an attitude. And I can see right now that he wasn't lying," said the guard.
The man in the cell turned to the guard and spit on him. The guard looked at the spit on his coat and wiped it off.
"There is no need for that kind of behavior my friend," said the guard.
The man in the cell stood up and looked at the guard and said, "Yeah well I ain't your friend and my name is Billy Fredricks. And you can tell your boss, the Warden, that he can fuck himself."
The guard laughed lightly and said, "And what makes you think I work for the Warden or even this prison. Is it because of this uniform? No silly boy I work for someone with bigger power."
"Oh really? And what kind of power does he have?"
"Just the kind of power that can get you out of here."
Now Billy became more intruiged by the guards words.
"Oh Really? How can he do that?"
The guard looked around and came closer to the cell.
"Well we can get you out, but are you willing to do a little job for us once we get you out of here?" asked the guard.
"Depends. What's in it for me?"
"Oh just some stuff you want. Maybe revenge against your tormentors. Starting with asshole Cyrus. You want to kill him don't you? Make him pay for all the torment that he's put you through?"
Billy nodded eagerly and the guard smiled some more.
The guard looked around really quickly to make sure that no one was watching him. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out something wrapped in white cloth. He handed it over to Billy. Billy unwrapped the small package and discovered that he now held a big shiny dagger.
"What the hell is this for?" asked Billy.
Instead of giving Billy an answear, he gave Billy instructions.
"Tomorrow at lunch you will start a fight with Cyrus and I will head over to break you up. When I nod twice at you; well you'll know what to do. After all what else is there to do with a knife? Just be sure to keep that thing hidden until then. Do you think you can handle that?"
Billy thought for a moment and said, "Alright I'll do it. But you have to hold up your end. And who exactly is this boss of yours?"
The guard chuckled lightly and said, "You'll find out soon enough my friend. Now get some rest. We have a big day tomorrow."
With that the guard walked off leaving Billy behind in his cell.
Billy just looked down at his new dagger with wide eyes. Acting very quickly he walked over to his bed and hid the knife under his matress. He then lied down upon his bed and went to sleep.
(Sing-Sing. The next day.)
"LUNCH!" yelled one of the guards as all the cell doors opened.
Billy sat in his cell and reached under his matress. He grabbed his new dagger and hid it beneath his shirt. He stood up and walked out of his cell to join the ranks of inmates. The inmates were all trudging down the corridors to the cafeteria passing other inmates who had either just come back from lunch or had yet to go to lunch. Billy looked at them all and laughed to himself.
Upon arriving at the cafeteria Billy took his usual place in line and looked around. He spotted Cyrus and his cronies sitting at their usual table in the center of the cafeteria and he looked over at the nearest exit and saw the guard from the night before standing right next to the door and he was looking at Billy.
Cyrus was a big man and had a big muscular build. He had a bald head and yellow eyes. Yellow eyes imagine that. He always had a look of anger on his face. He never laughed and he never cryed. He was just pure anger.
Billy turned his focus back to the lunch line and continued along. Stew again today with a peice of bread and some crackers.
"So are you ready?" asked a familiar voice.
Billy looked up and saw the red headed guard standing before him. Damn he moved fast.
Billy nodded his head and the guard smiled.
"Alright you know the drill mister. Just go over to Cyrus and dump your food all over him," said the guard.
"Are you kidding? He'll murder me."
The guard smiled some more and leaned towards Billy's ear and whispered into it.
"Not if you murder him first. I'll stall him and give you time to act."
Billy brightened up and nodded.
The guard nodded as well and said, "Alright then here's your food."
Billy took his food trey and walked towards the table where Cyrus and his goons were sitting. Billy felt his nerves begin to tingle and he actually felt fear. But why? He had been involved in fight s before and now he was sparking a new one.
Just as Billy was passing Cyrus he let the food trey slip from his hands and watched as hot stew spilled all over Cyrus.
"YAAAHHHH!" yelled Cyrus as the burning hot stew spilled all over his back and legs.
Cyrus stood up and turned in Billy's direction.
"Twice over the span of two days asshole. You have a death wish don't you? Well now you got it," Cyrus yelled in Billy's face.
Cyrus threw a punch at Billy's face and knocked him over. Billy stood back up and dodged Cyrus next punch. A kick to the crotch knocked Billy over again. Cyrus laughed and bent down to stand Billy back up. Once Billy was on his feet again, he spit in Cyrus' face. All this did was piss Cyrus off even more. He was about to throw another powerful punch at Billy when a voice yelled out.
"ALRIGHT THAT'S ENOUGH YOU TWO!"
Billy and Cyrus turned their heads to see the red headed guard walking over to them.
The guard looked at Cyrus and said, "From what I saw it was an accident son. Now you just sit back down and eat your food and we'll deal with this matter later."
Cyrus glared at Billy and nodded to the guard. He sat back down and continued eating his meal. Billy looked at the guard and the guard nodded two times to him.
Billy nodded back. He quietly crept up behind Cyrus and pulled the knife out from under his shirt. Billy quickly raised the knife and jammed it into Cyrus' neck. Cyrus let out a little gasp as blood began oozing from his wound. Billy retracted the knife and blood sprayed everywhere.
One of Cyrus' goons got up from the table and threw a punch at Billy. Unfortunatly Billy dodged the attack and slashed the dagger across the goons neck. Slashing it open. Blood poured straight out from the goons neck.
The guard grabbed Billy by the hand and said, "Now take me hostage."
Billy nodded and spun the guard around and held the knife up to the guards throat.
"Okay nobody move or this man dies," Billy adressed the crowd.
Some inmates were shocked while others cheered.
Billy stared back at the other guards that had gathered before them and laughed maniacly. His laugh was so frightening that even Rico would be creeped out.
"Take it easy Fredricks. You know you don't want to do this," one of the guards said to Billy.
"SHUT UP!" Billy yelled back.
Billy started backing towards the exit where the guard he now held had been standing earlier. It makes sense that that would be the exit since the man had been standing there earlier. If not it meant that he faced worse charges. But what choice did he have?
Billy reached the door and let go off the guard and they both ran down the corridor together. At this point the alarm started to blare.
The guard laughed and said, "Not bad young man. Not bad."
Billy and the guard ran down the hall and towards the garage. They entered the garage and found it deserted. They made their way to the nearest car and saw a young woman getting out. The two men didn't care who she was so Billy just ran over to her and stabbed her several times. He relished in her screams of pain.
Billy grabbed the womans keys and got into her car along with the guard leaving the poor woman to bleed to death. They started the car and drove out of the parking space and out of the garage. They drove for the gates and using the keycard they got from the woman they managed to escape from the prison. Billy drove as fast as the car would allow and within minutes they were miles away from Sing-Sing.
The guard and Billy laughed in victory.
The guard looked at Billy and said, "The names Eathan by the way."
Billy nodded and continued driving. Their destination: New York City.
Uh-oh Billy is out.
What will happen next and how will Dave react?
We find out next chapter.
In the meantime guys please review.
