A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for the wait! You know, the last name Woods, wasn't made up. Some say that that is his real last name (that is, if he is even real). Unto the story (btw I changed the title.) WARNING: Chapter will contain rape that will disturb you. Read at your own risk.

Special Agent Jeff "The Killer"

Two. They have putted him two straight jackets. Just because he peeled a small piece of his skin. Last time he checked, that wasn't against the law. Jeff doesn't have words to describe how he feels in this... Asylum. He only hopes that he can get the fu-

"Hey, ugly monster, you have a visitor, so hold still, son of a bitch."

Did he mention they treat him like shit in the Asylum?

So he has a visitor? Who could it be on this perfect time, perfect date, and perfect place? He tried to think. Couldn't be his girly ass friend BEN, couldn't be his obvious blind friend Eyeless Jack, and definitely couldn't be his smiley dog . So, out of curiosity, who could it be?

The two men grabbed Jeff, one grabbing his legs and the other one his upper body. They putted him on a wheel chair. Jeff had the naughty thought to beat those guys up but seeing the two men being muscular, he didn't want to repeat last time's incident that brought him here. Plus he was in two straight jackets. So, there wasn't really any use to fight back like last time. He could've ran away, deal with it another time but nooooo…

As they were taking him outside, there were four men with their backs behind a black BMW. All wearing nothing but black suits and black sunglasses.

"Is this Jeffrey Woods?" asked a brunette one.

"Yeah" spat the African American.

The blonde and raven haired men got in charge of carrying Jeff and entering him inside the car while the brunette handed cash to both the African American and the Jewish man. Jeff saw this but had no idea what was going on but why they were taking him. Was it plausible he was getting transferred to a prison? Because if that was it, he will be a little bit happy he's going to be able to talk to someone. He can't take the antisocialism. Until a specific thought hits his head…

Local prison in Topeka, Kansas; 4 hours after declared guilty

Two guards were holding Jeff's wrist in place while walking him up to his cell. He was watching as the other prisoners were yelling at him, spitting him, saying disgusting things and holding their crotch. Not the first time he has been here, but the image of the place still disturbs him.

"Look a white freak! What are you supposed to be? Jack Frost? Hahaha!" That comeback didn't even made sense to Jeff, at all.

"Hey baby, nice ass. Want some cock? I know you do." Jeff shook his head. That just made his brain fry, like fried chicken.

Jeff is the kind of person that is characterized by rapid changes in his mood meter. Meaning, Jeff was losing it fast…

"This is your cell. You are sharing it with Jimmy "BombStar"." said the prison guard as he introduced Jeff to his new (and friendliness) cell. Jeff stared at his new "friend", an old guy with yellow cricket teeth, hunched back and a missing eye. The guard took Jeff's handcuffs of and pushed him inside.

"Well hello there… They call me 'BombStar'…" Jeff took a step back and gulped hard.

Jeff woke up sweating and from a sudden stop. Well, he wasn't really sleeping, but daydreaming of a starting nightmare. He looked and noticed they stopped in the middle of nowhere. "Hey, where the hell are we?" asked Jeff with a bit of rage in his voice.

"Hey, Mike. The freak woke up!" said the blonde sitting beside him.

"Dude, I am like soooo horny!" said the raven one.

"Look guys. There's an alley over there. Do it quick and… and try not to be too loud." said the brunette one, the one who was driving. Jeff got another feeling he hates because he's not used of. Fear.

The two mean that were sitting beside him grabbed and pulled him out of the car to a near alley. "Let go off me you fuckers! Let me go! What the hell are you gonna do to me?! Let ME GOOOOO!"

"Shhh, you are going to enjoy this." said the blonde. No, not again.

"No, please no" said Jeff as he backs up near a dumpster. The blonde tried to grab Jeff but Jeff thought fast and kicked him in his abdomen. The raven haired one tried to also grab Jeff but Jeff remembers a move from his former "friend". He went and hits him in the head, which in effect, caused Jeff to fall on the ground dizzy. Guess he wasn't used to it.

The men took advantage of the moment. "Hold him, Jake" said the blonde one. Both kneel on the ground, while Jake took off his pants and boxers. "I was going to be gentle, but now I am going to hit you with all I got." said the blonde man. Before Jeff could say something, he plunged inside him, making Jeff yell in total pain and black out…

Local prison in Topeka, Kansas; 8 hours after declared guilty

"So, what do you wanna do, f-f-friend…?" asked the old man in a creepy way. If Jeff's eyes could twitch, they would've been twitching right now.

"I am going to tell you this one last time. STAY AWAY FROM ME YOU CRAZY ASSHOLE! I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND! SO GET YOUR ASS AWAY FROM ME OR YOU ARE GOING TO REGRET IT!" Jeff aggressively grabbed his head and hit it multiple times in the floor. Jeff felt relieved and less angry that blood and brain tissues were coming out of half broken and open skull. The blood was leaking fast. Jeff decided to put him on the lower bed and cover him with the blankets. Jeffrey heard one of the guards talk. "Okay break time. Come one move it." So, prison had a thing called 'recess'?

A guard opened his cell and grabbed Jeff. He didn't dare to make a stupid stunt when he saw the man carry a taser gun. He stood still.

From outside and all that rambling, he could hear the guards "HEY! CALL THE AMBULANCE! DAMN THIS GUY LOOKS DEAD!" That brought Jeff's first smile since he got arrested.

Once outside, he had to hide his eyes from the sun. But God, he hates that disgusting material stuff called sunlight. It burns his poor eyes.

He hid in alley. Big mistake. He saw a dude with his posie talking. And from yours truly, Jeff himself.

"I want him. I want his ass. SO fat. Bring him to me. We are going to give this guy a proper welcome-"

"Uh boss…"

The man, a tall man with a bandana on his head, long curly hair, fat and has a golden tooth turned around and saw Jeff. Jeff tried to back away. Does he look that hot in orange?

He lifts his hands in a defensive way. "L-look I don't want trouble." Said as Jeff's bottom lip trembled from the nervousness.

"Guess you found it. Grab him boys." the posie's boss said with a menacing smile.

A/N: awww poor Jeff! Oops. Who is this person that bragged the asylum guys? oooh is this a cliffhanger? Love to hear your voice.

Nyk