Prisoner 666

by kelsi106

Prisoner 666 is a lot of things. She is a sibling. She is unnatural. She is a prisoner. She is a genius. But most of all she is a survivor. Follow Prisoner 666 as she discovers who her sibling is, gains a name and finds a love that will transcend space and time. I do not own anything but the plot of my story and my OC's.

2. Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Welcome to Earth

1 year later

Subject: Prisoner 666

Location: Solitary, Sky Box

In a small white cell, sat a young woman in a meditation pose. The cell was small, with nothing but a bed, a bucket and the skylight that shows the planet Earth. The young woman, was the only occupant in the cell. Breathing through her nose and gently expelling it through her mouth, the woman was the picture of relaxed as she meditated. Ever since she was old enough to understand that she was alone and would not ever leave this cell, the woman had done what she could to entertain herself. From meditation, exercising and watching the planet revolve above her, she has learned patience and relaxation.

Therefore, when her meditation was interrupted by the guards slamming open her cell in a hurry, she was not fazed. Prisoner 666 may have been kept in solitary for her whole life, but she is far from stupid. Prisoner 666 knew that the Ark was dying, just as she knew why the guards were coming for her. Prisoner 666 was turning eighteen in two weeks, she would not be surprised that they were speeding up her execution to buy them time. However, she knew if would be pointless, everyone will die no matter what the leaders of the Ark do. Death comes for everyone eventually and Prisoner 666 is not afraid to die.

So, she gently opened her eyes and gazed at the unsettled guards intently. Prisoner 666 has never seen what she looked like, so she has no idea how unsetting it is to have those unnatural icy blue and burgundy red eyes staring back at them. Prisoner 666 has a condition known as heterochromia iridis, this means that one eye color is different than the other. In this case, the prisoner's left eye is a burgundy red, while the other is an icy blue.

Ignoring the guard's shivers of fear as she was used to it, she spoke softly, her voice gentle and serene like she didn't have a care in the world. If possible, the guard's unease grew with how calm she was and how enchanting her voice sounded. Prisoner 666 didn't speak much, she had nobody but herself to talk to, if it wasn't for her natural ability to understand how to speak any language she heard, she would be a mute. Nobody taught her how to walk or talk, not even herself, she just knew how to do it. This added to the theory of her being the devil's spawn as it was unnatural to be able to do anything without being taught or observation.

"Is it time?"

The guards shared an uneasy look, as one of the only female members of the squad nodding hesitantly. With a gentle tilt of her head, Prisoner 666 acknowledged the guard, her intense gaze scanning the woman's face.

"I see."

The prisoner's soft voice broke the tense silence, the guards fidgeted as they were so unsettled by this young woman. With a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, the prisoner swiftly stood. Ignoring the startled guards who instantly reached for their guns and stun batons, she turned her back to them and faced the wall with her hands behind her back. Taking the silent invitation, the female guard seemingly being the only one of them brave enough to cuff the unnatural prisoner, swiftly cuffed her and attached a strand metallic bracelet onto her left wrist. Raising an eyebrow at the accessory, the prisoner made no comment as she was led out of her cell with the small platoon of apprehensive guards blocking her from the other prisoners in the hall. The prisoner could hear all the frightened prisoners pleading with their captors, begging for answers. It was almost a relief for the guards that their prisoner was seemingly so docile. Unknown to the guards, the prisoner was cataloging each prisoner's faces and voices. If they weren't being floated, she wanted to know whom she is being banished with. Prisoner 666 had a feeling that she would be spending quite some time with these people, and Prisoner 666's instincts were never wrong.

After some maneuvering, the prisoner was lead to what seemed like a medium sized dropship, able to comfortably seat put to one hundred people. Here she was then chained to one of the seats and left to her own devices. Curious of her situation, but not bothered, the prisoner began to gaze around her surroundings. Not even a minute after she was forced into her seat, other prisoners were forced into the dropship. Some were still fighting the guards, screaming how it wasn't their time yet or that they can't do this. Others were unconscious, probably due to sedatives or being beaten. Once all the prisoners were aboard the ship, the doors were locked, and the ship was rocketed from the station at an insanely high speed.

Ignoring the kids screams of terror, the prisoner's attention was caught when she heard a man's voice from above her. Due to her position, she could not see the screen above her showing the chancellor she has never met before, but due to the reactions of the various delinquents and what he was saying, she is glad she hasn't.

As the chancellor continued his condescending speech, she noticed that one of the prisoners was not in his seat, he seemed to be floating. The boy was nice looking enough the prisoner supposed, tilting her head curiously as she examined him. If the prisoner was into guys, she would be sure that she would not mind practicing coitus with him. The prisoner has read about that in a book once, when the doctor took pity on her and tried to educate the girl. It seemed like something fascinating to study, since she refuses to believe such a thing is pleasurable. Beneficial? Yes. But enjoying anything is a rare concept to the girl who has never experience any emotion besides content and curiosity. The only reason the prisoner knows she likes woman more than men, is because any time the female guards would interact with her, she would get this tingling feeling in her body and a flutter to her heart. This never happened with men or boys.

As the prisoner was examining the feminine looking boy, she noticed him speaking with a blonde haired, blue eyed prisoner. The prisoner felt that fluttery feeling again as she examined the pretty stranger, she had this strength about her in her aura that she could feel from her seat. The blonde seemed like the privileged sort, while she could feel the strength from the girl, she could also feel how pampered this pretty prisoner was. Prisoner 666 would bet that this girl has never had to work for anything in her life, this made the prisoner frown. How could someone with such strength, be so lazy? As she was pondering this, a loud bang sounded, followed by an ominous hissing sound. No sooner had the prisoner looked over to see the origin of the disturbance of her thoughts, did the ship take a nosedive. The lights cut out, an ominous red blinking the only source of light, fearful screams filled the air and for the first time in her life the prisoner felt something other than content and curiosity. For the first time in her life, Prisoner 666 was scared.

After what seemed like ages, but was only five minutes, the ship finally crashed. The blinking red lights cut off and the ship was incased in darkness. All was quite for a moment, not even the continuous humming of the dropship was heard. Until with a click, the seatbelts were ejected, and everyone scrambled from their seats. As the chaos ensued, Prisoner 666 calmly waited for everyone to either calm down or leave. As people ran to and fro, it finally sank in that they made it. After 97 years, they were finally back.

They were on Earth.