A/N I'm still here... hope you all like this next chapter. I want to thank all who Followed and Faved my story so far.

Also a big thanks to my 2 reviewers. i was hoping for a few more but that's what i get for not updating in 6 months.

Non-Bataed


Ω Chapter 4 - To be a hero Ω

Better Days - Saliva

I run tongue over my lips and get a metallic taste from the blood that is now seeping out of my split lip. Spitting the taste out of my mouth, I push myself off the floor and turn to face my opponent. To see him standing there with a proud grin of his face.

"Don't be too happy Lorenzo, I let you hit me." I comment with a smirk as I tilt my head to the right to crack my neck.

"Your grandmother could have ducked that punch…." I hear the annoying voice say in my head.

Fighting the urge to comment back to Selina. I look back at my attacker. I don't want anyone know that I have an inner demon trying to take me over. Dealing with her is starting to get difficult. She is slowly but steadily getting on my nerves and is testing my patience. At least now I have something to take my mind off her and her degrading comments.

"Bullshit, you were seeing out the other side of your face for a second there amigo." He comments with a smile.

I smile at him at his comment. I start my way back over to him. Lorenzo has been my sparring partner; I guess you can call him, for the past few weeks. He's as got more muscle, then I do, but I'm slightly faster than him. That is the only advantage that I have.

I notice him bring his right arm back. So I move in and duck under his punch. I feel his arm graze my hair as it passes over my head. I throw my fist into his gut as hard as I can, quickly doubling him over. Taking step back I watch as he grabs his gut. Before kneeling him in the face sending him over and on his back.

I take a few more steps back giving him some room. I don't like it when people stand over me. So I'm not going to do the same to him. The one thing that I have noticed around here is that most of the inmates here, while they might not like each other. They don't purposely go after each another. There is still a few that will cause trouble with anyone, like Mr. Hues from what I have heard, but so far I have been able to avoid him. Other than that first day.

Remembering that I had a split lip I touch it to see how bad it is. Damn still bleeding, but not as bad as I of thought. Funny I don't feel a thing. I guess they gave me pain killers or something today. For the past two-weeks, every time I come to this room they inject me with shit. I don't know what is it, but if I were to guess, it is a mix of steroids, painkillers and adrenalin, or something like that.

I think my reaction time is faster, I hit harder, but I really don't know. I never got in any fights before. So I don't have any prior experience with that. I see Lorenzo start to stir on the floor so I train my focus back to him. He is about as tall as I am, but he is a lot bigger. He looks like your typical Hispanic, with dark tan skin, a shaved head. The one thing that still catches my eye is the phoenix that he has on the side on his head. Something about it just makes me smile. Other than that I don't know much about him. Don't have much time to chat as I'm too busy defending myself.

"Guess I got you good that time, or is it time to call it?." I ask as I start walk a circle around him.

I watch as he does a kick-up and start running at me. I shift my feet as I ready myself for whatever he's going to try, but its too late as I see him drop into a slide plowing into me. Sending me over on to my chest. I can feel a throbbing start in my leg but I know it could be worse.

I scramble to push myself off the floor. Once up I turn to see him right on top of me. I quickly block his right and left jabs that he throws at me. I see him start to throw a right hook. Again I bring up my arms to block but the hit never comes. Instead I feel my legs get kicked out from under me. The air in my lungs instantly leaves me as my back slams into the ground below. I start coughing as I try to get air back into my lungs. Shaking my head clear from the hit. I start hearing laughter coming from Lorenzo as I get my coughing under control.

Flipping myself over, I struggle to stand; still fighting to get air my lungs I turn to face Lorenzo. I see that he is already on the attack again, but this time I see him starting a kick of some sort. I move block the kick but all I manage to do it soften the blow, as he makes contact with my face.

I'm sent flying to the ground again, but this time I just stay down. Slowly flipping myself over on to my back as the pain starts its crawl through my body. I can feel a dull pain in the side of my head, my arms, and my legs. It could be worse but up at the ceiling I notice white spots as they start dancing over me. Feeling the pain in my head shift, I close my eye to lights.

Now that I'm just laying here I notice just now noisy it is in here. I hear muffled sounds of people talking among other noises. I see the light above getting dimmer from behind my eyes. Opening my eyes to see what's going on, I see a dark shadow over me. As my eyes focus, I start making out a bald man smiling down at me with his hand out stretched out to me.

"You forgot to duck…again… if it wasn't so amusing watching you get the shit kicked out of you. It would be pathetic."

God does she ever fucking shut up.

I grab the outstretched hand and I'm pulled up to my feet. I lose my balance as the blood rushes from my head making my head spin, but Lorenzo holds me up. When my head clears, I nod my thanks and he let's go of my arm.

"Next time amigo...duck." he says with a grin.

"Yea…I know... jackass." I comment as I rub the side of my head where he kicked me. "Damn man you kick hard."

"It would not hurt if you learned to duck." he says before he breaks out laughing.

I quickly shove him away just in spite, but he does have a point. I really need to start fighting better. One would think that I would have picked up some moves by now. Man I really need to pay attention more.

"You not that bad amigo, but I don't think they going to be happy that you lost." he says as he points to a window on the far wall, it's mirrored but I can guess who is behind it.

"And you do hit harder than the last time." He says crocking an eyebrow at me. "They pumping juice into you... aren't they?"

"Juice?" I ask.

"Yea... juice. No one knows what is in it, but we notice a difference each time. And you are not the first I have fought before. Though it looks like they're taking their time with you unlike what they did with Mr. Hues."

"Wait... he was on this shit too."

"Yea he was part of some proj..." he's cut off by the sound of a door opening. We both look toward the doors to see a doctor flanked by two guards come walking in.

As they approach I see that it is Dr. Novakovsky. I don't know what he a doctor of, but I have dealt with him a lot lately. We both watch as the three people come to a stop a few feet from us. It is that moment when I see that the guards are holding the thing that the inmates here call the shock sticks. To me it just looks like cattle prods.

I have had my fill of being shocked, so I take a small step back but Lorenzo just stands there watching them uncaring.

"Well that performance was very disappointing." Dr. Novakovsky says as he looks at me with disgust. "But your levels are up and your muscles are responding well to the NH-356, so I don't think it is a complete waste." He finishes as pulls out his data pad and start fiddling with it.

"So how is subject one-zero-seven today Dr. Novakovsky." I hear a voice say from his data pad.

"He did lose the match but the data is sound Dr. Sauiole. So everything is still on track as we have discussed." He replays back to the disembodied voice coming from his data pad.

"Well that is very encouraging to hear doctor. Well carry on, and we will meet later to finalize preparation." And with that the voice cuts out, Dr. Novakovsky looks up from his data pad at the two of us.

"You can take inmate two seventeen back to general population, and take subject one-zero-seven to the gym. I think he could do with some more exercise. Maybe next time you will win the match." He says before he turns around at walks back out the way he came, leaving the two guards in front of us.

I watch Lorenzo as he walks forward to the guards, who quickly snap their weapons up as he nears them. "Where you think you are going?" The one on the left says taking a step toward him. Lorenzo who now stopped walking, brings his hands up.

"I'm heading out back to the general hall, like I'm told." He answers, but I could tell by his tone that he is getting irritated.

"Fine." The guard grumbles as he moves off to the side, letting Lorenzo past,. He quickly falls in behind him. "Will you put your damn arms down already?" I hear the guard say as they leave the room.

I look back at the guard that was still in the room with me, but he looks a lot calmer. I also see that his shock stick off.

"Come on let's go, the sooner I this over with the sooner I get off my shift." He says as he waves at me. "And don't try anything funny, not that you would." I hear him say with a laugh

"What's so funny?" I say as I pass him.

"That everyone here knows that you are a pussy. All the others here have put up a fight at one point another, and that includes the ones with the ECE." He says as he breaks out to a full-blown laugh.

It was not that funny asshole

"Wait? Off your shift? Don't you have to guard me?" I ask as we pass through the doorway.

"Nah both Samuel and Orin are already there. So they will keep you company." He replays as he pushes me forward to get me to move faster.

I wonder who Samuel and Orin are…

"Oooo you are going to make new friends. This is going to be fun"

Like I need any more…bitch

I feel the air blow across the back of my neck as the door closes behind me, followed by a soft beep indicating that it is now locked. He must have been in a hurry, he never even checked to see if this Samuel and Orin are still here.

No matter, I'm still a little mad that Lorenzo did beat me, and now Selina is most likely not going to let me live it down.

At least I can use a workout to burn off some of this frustration. I look around the empty locker room. I find this a little odd for the past few times that I've been here there was someone here. Shrugging it off I make my way through to the gym floor.

As I got closer to the door something catches my ears, like talking? I can't really make out what they're saying, but I get this uneasy feeling in my gut. I crouch and peek around the corner of the doorway. Across the room in the free weight section I see two figures. I can't make out much with the weight machines in the way but I can tell from the colors that they guards.

Well looks like Samuel and Orin are still here.

Slowly I creep closer, crouching as low as I can in trying to stay hidden behind the machines.

"You better like it this time bhitseach, and no screaming this time either." I hear one of the guards say in a very heavy Irish accent.

I slowly bring my head up to see who he is saying that to when I freeze in shock. On the weight benches in front of me, with each guard at either end is a blond girl, with her shirt, bra ripped, and hanging loosely from her. I see that the other guard is attempting to remove the rest of her jumpsuit, but apparently is having problems.

"Well isn't this nice… some good old lads having some fun…maybe if you are good they will let you join in the fun.."

"Will you shut the fuck up already? Things are bad enough without you criticizing me every step of the way." I snarl quietly.

"And I thought we were becoming friends"

I just growl in reply, but I bite my tongue at her last comment. Now would not be the best time to go off on her.

"Dammit Samuel. Why the hell do they make these things so damn tight?" The guard who is trying to remove her jumpsuit comments with a lighter Irish accent as he works on getting one of her legs free.

So you're Orin. That means he is Samuel. Why do they sound familiar?

The blond quickly kicks the Orin in the head as he pulls her leg free, but she is receives backhand across the face from Samuel. I hear her whimper quietly as tears start to fall from her eyes.

"What did we just discussed, one-hundred? You best be a nice little colleen" he says as he raises he hand for another strike. He stops when she turns her head away from him to avoid being hit. He lets out a little chuckle and drops his hand to lightly caress her face.

I sit there watching this horrored act play out in front of me. I could feel my adrenaline begin to surge throughout my system. As my rage within being to boil. My breath freezes with my throat when she quickly opens her eyes and looks right at me. I look into her ice blue eyes that are red from crying, and watch them widen in surprise but they quickly change to the look of pleading. I turn my head to look away from her stunning blue eyes as I feel my heart drop.

"Front row seats…wait. You …You want to help her don't you?...you want to be a hero, and here I thought all you wanted was a show." Selina says as she materializes next to me.

I slump back on to my knees as her words hit home. She's right I want to help, every part of me wants, no needs to help, but my brain is telling me that all this will do is bring more pain on myself. Looking down at my knees, I close my eyes as I try to sort through all the thoughts in my head.

I snap my head up when I hear someone yell in triumph. To see that Orin now has the other leg free, but the girl has not stopped look in my direction. Again I pull my gaze from scene in front of me.

"Well here is my dilemma now. To sit back and watch them rape her. Or watch you try to stop them. Either way it is fun for me." She says as she walks around me and sits on a weight bench.

I look over at her to reply back when I see by her feet is a short bar bell bar. A smile comes to my lips as I reach over and grip the empty bar.

"Well looks like you have made your choice….Well have at It then… Hero. Just try not to get yourself too badly hurt." She says as she waves her hand toward them.

"Why? Me lying around no fun for you" I whisper as I turn to face the disgusting act that is in front of me.

"No… I rather be in good health when I take over." She comments with a smile.

Rolling my eyes at her remark. I take a deep breath as I ready myself for what I'm about to do. I know that I will catch hell for this but at least I going to be happy with myself for the reason. Tightening my grip on my new-found weapon. I stand up quickly and move over to where Samuel is standing watching Orin remove her underwear. I see that he had his hands by his crotch as he readies himself to have his way with her, but I'm going to let it happen.

"Hey...dickless." I snarl as I close in behind him.

Time slows as I watch him turn mumbling something. I swing the bar as hard as I can aiming at his head. It makes contact with the right side of his face. The sound of his helmet cracking can be heard everywhere in the gym. Thank god we are alone. I smile as I feel the shock-wave of the impact travel up my arms. Time suddenly resumes at full speed as his spinning body crumples to the ground.

"HEY?!" I hear Orin yell from behind me.

I turn to face him to and notice that the blond girl is where to be seen, but I pay it no mind. I have bigger things to worry about. I notice that he is trying to pull something from his belt, but with his belt undone. It is proving to be somewhat difficult. Thinking fast, I throw the bar at him. Not really hard, just enough to be a distraction.

I watch with great satisfaction as he catches the bar with his hands. Without missing a beat I run up and kick him as hard as I can in the chest. Sending him flying back over a workout bench that is behind him. Jumping over the bench and his sprawled out body I grab him by the collar of his armor and punch him in the head as hard as can.

I let go of his limp body and smile at what I just did. Straightening myself I stagger over to a weight rack. As feelings of rage and disgust are quickly replaced with fear and excitement. Gathering my nerves and pushing the fear back. I glance around to see if I can see the blond girl. As I run my hand that is starting to ache from hitting Orin.

"Well I'm impressed you did that very efficiently. Using surprise to take them out…though I would kill them, but that is just me. But you really shouldn't be so reluctant to embrace that side of you." Selina says as she walks over to the where Orin is lying.

"I've told you before I'm not like that; just cuz you are made up of those parts of me doesn't mean I'm that way too. So knock it the fuck off." I snap-back

I watch as she turns and walks closer to me. With a predatory look on her face. "My dear Eric. You are more like me then you know. And soon you see that." As she says that she walks forward into me disaggregating into red ash as she does.

Shaking off her words. I grab the torn shirt, under garments, jump suit that are on the ground, and start looking for their owner.

I have looked around half of the gym when I pass by the doors to the locker rooms. I stop as I catch something faint, like a gasp. Peering into the darkness. I start to making out the outline of someone cowering in the corner.

Slowly I enter the room, and cautiously start to make my way over to her. When my eyes finally adjust to the dim light. I notice that I'm being watched. This time though she doesn't have that pleading look in them. This time it's the look of fear, maybe anger, or both it is hard to tell. Taking a deep breath I start my slow and careful trek toward her. When I got close enough I kneel in front of her, and place her clothes on the ground. I reach out to show her that I mean no harm. When suddenly she screams, jumps up, and shoving me to the ground.

Dazed and confused. I watch her as she quickly slide down the row of lockers, never once taking her eyes from me. "Ok my mistake" I whisper more to myself then to her. Pushing myself off my ass, I look back at her. A part of me just wants to leave and save myself, but another part. A part buried deep inside, wants to help, to help her any way possible. I look at her as a small smile comes to my lip. Guess the old me is not dead yet.

I slowly move toward her again, but this time I'm a little more careful as I get within reaching distance of her. Again she tries to push me away but this time I'm ready. I grab her wrists and cross them in front of her, pulling her closer to me.

"I'm not going to hurt you. I'm not going to do anything to you. So please stop fighting." I whisper to her as she continues struggling to get free.

She tries a few more times to pull free before looking up at me with her ice blue eyes. Before I know it she yanks her wrists free, and wraps her arms around me hugging me tightly. I stand there stunned at the fact that I now have this girl clinging on to me, but then again with what she just went through. Who knows how one would react?

As my mind processes what happening. I instinctively wrap my arms around her to comfort her and for the first time I see how small she really is. Her head comes up to under my chin. I look down as I feel her shaking in my arms, as she quietly cries.

"Shhh... it's over." I whisper, knowing that it's a lie, but it just feels right to say. I can hear her mumble something but I can't make out what it was, but I can guess what she said. I look back at the doorway as I run my hand over her bare back.

Shit I forgot that she is naked.

Pulling her away from me. "Look we need to get the hell out of here, but first you need to get some clothes on." I say as I look down at her perky breasts to emphasize my meaning. She quickly shoves me away as her face turns a dark red, and runs over to where her clothes laying. I can't help but to watch her naked ass run into the dark with a smile.

"I must say that was very heartwarming there for a second. You do have good taste, she is really cute. I can see why you can't take your eyes off of her." Selina says as she appears sitting on a bench smiling at me.

"I'm not watching her" I quietly snap as I give Selina a dirty look.

"HA…you can say whatever you want. But you forget, I'm part of what you desire, so I know better." She says as she lays down on the bench stretching out her perfect form.

I watch with disgust, more for the fact that she is right. This sucks being taunted by someone who knows almost better than you know yourself. I let my gaze fall to the ground as I let myself become lost in my thoughts

I'm shaken out of my thoughts when I feel a tap on my shoulder. Turning around I see a fully clothed one-hundred, well as much as one could be with what they give her. Why they make the female jumpsuits here so tight I will never know. A man must of designed this. She has her blue jumpsuit zip up about half way. As I look at her in her very tight-fitting outfit I notice that she has a smirk on her face like she knows something.

Suddenly she shoves me back into the lockers and leans in with her arm pressing against my throat. "Just cuz you saved me doesn't mean that you will be getting anything in return. And don't try to say that you weren't checking me out." She hisses with an odd accent that I can't place.

I stand there in shock by her sudden burst of anger, but my shock is quickly replaced by my anger. That she would assume that I only had one reason for helping her. Without thinking I roughly shove her away. Grabbing her jumpsuit as she is falls backwards. I throw her into the spot that she had me in. I use my knee to lift her up so I could look her in the eye. I see the her anger is has now been replaced with shock

"If I wanted anything like that I could have easily taken it, at any time." I whisper as I bring myself inches from her face. "But that is not the reason why I did it… So friend it is up to you to believe that or not." I coolly reply smiling.

Pushing back with my free arm and I let her fall to the ground with a thump. Taking few steps back, I give her some space to decide. I feel the anger pounding in my head. I don't even know her and she is already pissing me off.

Not a good start.

"See, my Lov, you are a monster. I can feel your anger toward her. She insulted your integrity, and you want to slam her head into the lockers... Don't you, you still can do it…? You know" Selina says as she sits up to look at me.

Ignoring Selina's comment I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I may hate her with every fiber of my being but she is right. I have had lost control in the past, and now I'm to that breaking point. One little thing and I'm going to snap. I open my eyes and look back down as see a pair of blue eyes staring back up at me

"Jerk!" she quickly growls kicking me in the shin.

I feel the pain explode over my lower leg. Grabbing my left shin, I start hopping backwards. Only to hit the bench that's behind me, causing me fall backwards. Wedging myself between the lockers and the bench.

"What the fuck was that for?" I say through clenched teeth as I do my best to ignore the pain that is now pulsing over my shin.

"That was for dropping me. You ass." She says as she walks up to me, looking down at me with a big smile on her face.

I look back at her and I can't help but smile back at the situation. Here I am wedged between the lockers and a bench. The small girl who put me there, laughing at me. I feel my anger instantly disappear as I start to laugh at what I gotten myself into.

She holds out her hand, but I shake my head no. "I have to attempt to save what little dignity that I might have left." I comment as I start to maneuver myself out of my odd position.

"You mean you had some?" She counters before laughter overtakes her

"I stand corrected...I like her. Now I can see why you fancy her. Even if she is blond." Selina says walking behind her, giving her a longing look. Before smiling at me and disintegrating into red ash again.

"OK it was not that funny, you know. Anyways we need to get out of here before they wake up. You know how long it's been?" I ask as I lift myself up and out from in between the locker, and the bench

"It's been about fifteen minutes from when you hit Sam in the head." She comments as she makes her behind the row of lockers humming. I just shake my head as the humming gets stuck in my head.

"Well that's a lot better than I thought, but that does not help that we are l..." I stop talking when the sound of the door being unlocked hits me. Gimping past the lockers I see one-hundred standing by the door that now has a soft green glow over the lock interface.

"What...How the hell did you do that?" I ask pointing to the door.

"You pick up a few things when you've been here as long as I have." She comments with a shrug.

Shaking my head as a small smile comes to my face. I walk up to the door and press the hologram. The door opens quietly, bathing both one-hundred and me in white light. Staining to keep my eyes open I peek my head pass the open door checking the hallway.

Seeing nothing but an empty hallway. I look back over my shoulder and nod to one-hundred. Without a word she slips past me and I in turn follow her. We both move down the hallway quietly. As we through the hallway I notice that there are no cameras lining the ceiling like where the holding cells are.

That is little odd, but if it works in our favor I'll take it.

I'm too busy looking up at the missing cameras. I did not see that one-hundred has stopped at the corner, I somehow manage to avoid running right into her as she slowly peeks around a corner. Suddenly she pulls herself back. Slamming her shoulder into my chest.

"Fuck." she whispers as she peeks around the corner again before spinning and grabbing my arm. Pulling me down into different hallway.

"Where is...I know it is here somewhere." she mumbles as she continues to pull me along.

"Ah ha." she says stopping in front of a door.

"What is this?" I ask rubbing my wrist where she was holding on to me with a death grip. As I watch her walk up to the door.

"Some place to hide." She replies as she presses the button on the door.

Again she grabs my arm and pulls me into the room as the door opens swiftly. Right when I pass the doorway. She hits a button and the door closes plunging the small room into darkness.

"Mmmm a small and dark place. Could be fun..."

I shake my head ignoring Selina's comment. Her dirty comments are getting really tiresome.

"Umm I...I never had to say thank you before. So… thank you. Why did you help me anyways? It had nothing to do with you, but now they will make your life here a living nightmare." She says meekly breaking the silence blackness, and taking my mind off of Selina.

"I could not live with myself if I didn't do something. I don't think they can make my nightmare worse than it already is. Anyways I think Dr. Sauiole would be cross with them if they did anything to me" I comment with a chuckle

"What do you mean cross?" she asks.

"Umm …I think I'm part of a project or something." I say shrugging, even though I know she can't see me doing it.

"Oh well that would explain the black jump suit then."

"Explain what?"

"Really you haven't figure that out yet?"

"Humor me will you."

"OK fine. Orange, standard population. Blue biotic or shows biotic abilities. Black part of a project. White…well I really don't know. Only seen a few. Some say that they are the worse most violent, others say that they are traitors to Cerberus, but me I don't know." She answers with a slight irritation to her voice.

"That would explain the black alright." I reply as the truth sinks in. I always thought that's what it meant but to be told it just makes it worse.

"Wait…you're that new guy. The one who broke Mr. Hues's nose" She quickly replays as excitement fills her voice.

"Yea… that's me…I guess." I reply quietly. Rubbing the back of my neck.

"Ha, and here I thought he was just blowing smoke." She says with a lighter tone in her voice.

The mention of the man from that first day didn't do much to lighten my already darken mood. I readjust myself in the cramped room only to hit something with my foot. Causing it to clang against something else.

"Is there a light in here?' I ask.

I'm given the answer as a dim light illuminates above us. As I look around the room I see that we're in a cleaning closet of some sort. I look down to see a small blond girl looking back up at me. She had her hair cut in what looked like a bob style. She had town boyish look about her, with small lips, medium high cheek bones, hell I even think I saw dimples too. All in all very cute, though I did see the start of a black eye starting where Samuel slapped her.

She turns her head to look at the door and that is when I see the start of a tattoo under her right ear. It looked like some sort of tribal design. It goes down her neck, and disappears under her shirt. Funny that I did not see that before.

"So do you have a name, or should I just keep calling you one-hundred?' I ask as I try to keep our small conversation going. I miss talking to people.

She turns back to look at me and tilts her head slightly to the right. "Maia, my name is Maia. I...I never had anyone ask that here." She whispers as the look of sorrow comes across her face.

"Maia tha…" I'm suddenly cut off as she cups her hand cover my month. She quickly turns her head back to the door. Keeping quiet I strain to hear what she is listening to, or for. After a few tense moments I start making out voices.

"Hey mike you hear what the Council did this morning, the Alliance asked for some help to stop the raiders that are attacking Arvuna, and they told them that it is not Council's problem. That the Alliance knew the risk when they went out into the Terminus Systems." a voice gruffly says from the other side.

"Yea I heard. Those alien bastards, if we need help its fuck off, but if they need help we need to drop everything a help. Man we really need to take control o..." I hear another voice reply as it fades into the distance.

Letting out the breath I didn't know I'm holding. I reach up and remove her hand from my mouth. "Well that was exciting now wasn't it?" I playfully say, still holding on her hand, but I notice that she is still looking at the door.

"Maia?" I ask looking at her questioningly. That seemed to snap her out of whatever that was. She pulls her hand out of mine and looks at me blankly. "You ok?"

"Yea…" she says as she shakes her head. Turning around she reaches for the door panel. "We need to the hell get out of here. Before Sam and Orin wake up or are found."

"But where" I ask. "We are on a space station. We can't hide forever."

She opens the door and again we're greeted by a blinding white light. Squinting I watch her quickly move out to the end of the hallway. Looking around the corner she waves for me to follow. Not needing to be told twice I start off down the hallway toward her. I don't like going in blind but I don't have much of a choice at this point.

"If we avoid getting caught, they'll forget or decide that it is not worth their time to come after me…I mean us. Sorry not used to having someone with me." She says as she looks over her shoulder.

"It cool." I replay with a smile.

"If we make it to the lunchroom I think we can buy our time there…come on let's go before another patrol comes by." She says as she slips around the corner, and out of my sight.

Not wanting to be left behind, i sprint after her. It does not take long for me to be right behind her once again. I easily keep pace with her with the help of my long legs. After a few minutes of sneaking around the halls and down a few flights of stairs. I'm so happy that we found some stairs. It is so much faster than that damn elevator. We make it to the lunch room. I stop at the door as pushes the door open and steps inside.

I have never been in there during normal lunch time. "To keep me isolated" from what Dr. Novakovsky once said when I brought up the fact that there is almost no one in there with me. There were maybe a handful of inmates with me. Most look lost and scared of their own shadows, but now from what I can see through the small window it's packed.

Shit

Swallowing the lump that is forming in my throat I follow her in.

I try my best to keep up with her as she makes her way through the crowded room. Which is easier said than done. Most of the inmates here are wearing the standard orange jumpsuits, but I did see a bunch of people wearing blue, and few black, like the one I'm now wearing.

I wonder project they are part of.

She makes her way over to a mostly empty table and sits down at it, I quickly follow her lead. As I near the table I see that a few inmates are looking at me and pointing. Causes me to get butterflies in my stomach. When I reach the table and sit down I see that there are three other inmates here, but all we got out of them was a quick glance and then they went back their food.

I really don't want to be here. I know that I stand out like a sore thumb. I have never dealt anyone here and now I'm noticing that more and more people are looking over this way. Glancing over to Maia I notice that she is staring at something across the room very intently.

Following her glare, I see another table with about twelve inmates gathered around it. Most are wearing the blue jumpsuits, there are two that are wearing orange. They all look like that they're engrossed in a deep conversion.

That's when I notice in the center of the group, a small Asian looking girl. Who is looking directly at us. That is when it clicks Maia is having the stare down with this other girl. Slowly I see other people in the group stop talking as they notice the stare down.

I reach over to place my hand on her shoulder. When one of the other occupants at our table start to choke. Looking at them I notice that two of them had already left and the last one is coughing up his food. Looking at him I notice the fear in his eyes.

This can't be good.

Dropping my hand to the table, I slowly turn around at see the same bear of a man standing behind me with a grin on his face. Flanking either side of him is two inmates both intimidating in their own right.

"Well, well, well if it isn't the sleeping princess." Mr. Hues says as he smile turns into a frown.

Jumping from my seat I start running for the door. Only to be forcefully pulled back by someone. Who grabs my arms and holds them behind my back. The other walks up and slams his fist into my stomach as hard as he can. The air is forced out of my lungs, and my legs give out from the pain. The guy that is behind me suddenly let's go and I collapse to the floor gasping for air. Grabbing my stomach I can taste bile in my mouth. Spitting out the bitter taste I start inching my way over to the closest table.

"Now see what you made me go and do. If you didn't try to run away. They wouldn't have done anything to you." He says laughing.

Looking up from my hunched position. I see that Maia is nowhere to be seen. Good one less thing to worry about. Things are already bad enough. While I'm looking for Maia I notice that one of the food trays that the other inmates were using has somehow ended up over by me.

Might be able to use that…

"I never got to say thank you for giving me that bloody nose. And also I never got to welcome you to our happy home." He says getting the room to erupts into cheers and laughter.

I look around while I struggle to stand and see that everyone was watching me, or I would say us. As I turn to face Mr. Hues and my destruction. I reach behind me and grab one of the trays. To my surprise and joy I felt the familiar cold touch of metal in my hand.

"I didn't know you wanted everyone to know that you got beat by the new kid Mr. Hues, but hey if that's what you want." I say with a chuckle.

"YES EVERYONE IT IS TRUE. I KNOCKED HIS BIG ASS OUT AND WITHOUT EVEN TRYING." I yell. To my surprise I got the crowd to cheer even louder. Looking back at Mr. Hues see that his face is blood-red.

"You Dolbo yeb." He mutters.

At this point I have no clue what to do. All I know is that angry people don't think straight. So I might be able to survive this shit that I'm in.

"Get him" he says through clenched teeth.

At that moment the closest inmate to me throws a quick jab, but with the shit that they pumped me with I'm faster. I whip up the metal tray and use it as a shield. Inmate yells from the pain as he hit the metal tray bending it. Not letting go of my shield, I sidestep him and swing it as hard as I can at the side of his head.

I didn't even have time to enjoy watching his body crumple to the floor. As my back explodes in pain from a sucker punch. The force of the punch caused me to stumble and trip over the body of the inmate that I just took out.

I somehow manage to regain my footing. Just in time to turn and duck a right hook. Not wanting to waste the perfect opening I throw a right hook into his unguarded midsection with all my weight. Taking a step back, I re-grip the bent tray in both hand and swing up with everything that I have, hitting him perfectly in the face, sending him over on to his back. Dropping the now mangled metal tray, I turn to face the man who antagonized his brawl. Only to have what felt like a bull hit me in the chest, sending me flying backwards over my earlier opponents.

I lay there on top of the other two inmates, wheezing in pain and gasping for air. I try to focus on the light above as dark spots start popping into my vision. I feel the pain start to worsen causing me to cough. When I'm pulled from my painful rest as someone grabs me and starts to lift me up. I strain to open my eyes, and when I do I see Mr. Hues face was so close I can smell his rancid breath making me cough more violently.

"Time to fly princess" he says with a grin.

'"Please no" I weakly replay.

"Too bad"

I can feel the ground disappear from under my feet, as he lifts me over his head like a rag doll. With all the pain that is still over my body there is nothing else I can do, but let this man throw me like a ball. I feel my body sway, and next thing I know I'm flying over the heads of some of the inmates that're gathered around us. My vision comes back to me right as I collide with a group of inmates that are not move quick enough.

Something under me send a ripple of pain through my back causing me to come back from unconsciousness. As the fog of pain starts to slowly lift from my mind I remember what just happened. I force myself off of the inmates that were still under me. As start to crawl over to one of the nearby tables. I can hear the crowd cheering as their sick desire for blood is being quenched.

"Maybe pissing him off was not a good idea" I mumble to myself. As I reach the table and I throw myself on of the stools that surrounds it.

''Well I would've told you that Lov'' Selina says as she walks from the crowd and crouches by me.

''This is not would I want for you. He is going to kill you if you don't do it first.'' she says with a grim tone in her voice.

"How the fuck I'm going to do that" I mutter as I spit out more blood.

"Look under the table Lov." She quickly comments pointing to my left.

Glancing over to my left, under the table I see what looks like a handle. Of something, struggling through the pain I reach for it. As soon as I feel my finger wrap around the handle. I jerk my arm, pulling it free from its little nook. I stare at it for a few moments before I realize what I have in my hand. I have a prison shank. A small crude metal blade with a taped up handle.

"Kill him first? Shit...I don't think that I can" I say as I look down at the crude weapon in my hand.

''Well then. He going to kill you, he has no problem with that Lov. So I would suggest that you suck it up and do it'' she says as she looks behind me.

"Easy for you to say" I mumble as i follow her gaze to see Mr. Hues basking in the glory of kicking my ass.

"Damn what a cocky ass." I grumble noticing that he is not even trying to finish what he started.

''Where is that little blond bitch at?" I hear him bellow.

"Shit." I say as my heart drops. I know exactly what he's going to do.

I push myself up to my feet with the help of the table as I watch the crowd part and the small Asian girl. Walks forward with Maia in a headlock.

"Ahh there you are. I'm so glad that you could make it one-hundred, and just in time to witness the death of your new friend here." he laughs as he runs a large finger down her face.

"And after that… I'm going to have some fun with you." he says as he leans down and kisses her.

She quickly pulls away and spits in his face, I see her say something, but I can't make it out as the crowd of onlookers erupts in laughter. Mr. Hues pulls back and backhands her knocking her out of the Asians grip and on the floor.

Where the hell are the guards?

"Just for that." He says reaching down and grabbing her by the hair.

"I'm not going to be gentle with you."

I watch in horror as he slowly lifts her off the ground by her hair. Her screams of pain that I hear over the crowd. Cuts through me like a knife. My mind starts coming up with different images of what he can do to her. I feel my heart start to speed up as my anger rises with each one.

I don't know why, but for some reason I feel protective of this girl, just like how I was with my younger cousins. An image him fucking her suddenly pops into my head, and something in me snaps.

I start running straight at him completely ignoring the pain as I watch him continue tormenting Maria. I notice the crowd around us were getting quite as more inmates start to notice that I'm on the move. I throw myself on his back as I closed the gap between us. I use my left arm to anchor myself on his back, and I bring my right arm over with my hand still clutching the shank.

I plunge the crude blade into the base of his neck and pull back with all the strength that I had left in me. I can feel a warm liquid begin to flow over my hands and arms as the shank roughly rips through the muscle and tendons in his neck. The rage that is running through my veins blinds me to the reality of what it really is happening.

When my right arm pulls the knife free from his neck. I push myself off of his back with my left hand. Causing him to stumble forward pawing at his throat. Taking a few steps back, I watch as Mr. Hues stager about like a drunk. Never once letting my eyes off of the man whose life is now flowing freely from him. He starts to turn, before collapsing on to the ground and rolling on to his back.

A smirk comes to my face as I watch with contentment as he claws at the fountain of blood coming from his wound. I see him give a final gasp for life before succumbing to my attack.

"Now that is what I call entertainment Lov. Nicely done." I hear Selina say snapping me out of my rage induced trance.

I drop the shank and stumble backwards as the realization of what I just did finally hits home. I feel my stomach lurch at the thought that I just killed a human. But strangely I don't feel remorse or regret for I have done.

Why do I feel happy?

I look around at the other inmates, and see them standing there in silence. Some are looking at the now lifeless body of Mr. Hues, and while the rest are looking at me. I look over the body of my victim and see Maia looking back at me with blood splattered on her face. My heart drops as I finally realize that Dr. Sauiole and Selina are both correct.

I'm nothing but the monster that they say I am.

I look down at my hands that are dripping blood on to the floor and my shoes. Again I feel my stomach jump from the sight.

"Where is that asshole?" I hear a very heavily Irish accented man call out from the other side of the room. Just like Moses parting the red sea. All the inmates part a path from the doorway directly to where I stand with the body at my feet.

"So I see you've been busy." Samuel says as he nears the circle with Orin in tow. Now he is not wearing that helmet, most likely due to me cracking it in half

"I can say that Mr. Hues will be missed, but he won't. Still killing an inmate gives you a few days in the hole. Hitting me though, gets you. Me kicking your arse." He says as he closes the distance. I see the entire group of inmates widen the circle, in preparation for another fight.

I close my eyes in preparation for what will come. With all the turmoil of feelings and thoughts from what I just did. I don't care what will become of me. I let out a sigh as one though rings in my mind over and over. There is something really wrong with me for me not to have any remorse for what I have done.

"Corporal Dougall, if you touch subject one-zero-seven you will be the one spending time in solitary confinement." a disembodied voice sudden rumbles throughout the lunch room. Causing me to snap my eyes open to see Samuel skid to a halt a few feet from me.

"Take him to the solitary confinement level 3 Corporal, and again unharmed."

"You are a damn lucky piece of shit boy." He spits out at me as he slowly walks up to me. "Too bad you resisted"

"Wha..." the words did not have a chance to finish as he throws a quick right hook, knocking me out cold.

My cheek sudden erupts in pain causing me wake up with a start. I start to flail about but a set of strong hands holds me down.

"You are lucky that Dr. Novakovsky and Dr. Sauiole are so dam interested in you. That is the only reason you are still breathing."

I open my eye to see a dark figure over me. But in the dim light I can see the fiery red hair and pissed off look on his face. I can feel my heart start to race as I realize the name that goes to the dark figure. Who knows what he's going to do to me now.

"Who said that is lucky" I dryly reply as he push me down in to the cot as he stands up and walk over to the doorway

"Ha. True. Now you get to live with the knowledge of knowing that everything that I'm going to do to One hundred is all your fault, and you can't stop Me." he laughs as he walks out of the door and it slams shut.

I jump and run to the door to slam my fist into it before I even realize that I got up. I stand looking at the door in the darkness, holding my now throbbing hand. I drop my head in defeat as my imagination start playing sick and perverted images in my head. Shaking my head free of the images. I walk back over to the cot that I was on.

"You really know how to fuck things up. Not only for yourself but for others also" I hear Selina say from the dark

"Will you just shut the fuck up? I really don't want to deal with your shit now." I snap as I look around the darken room. There is a small slit of light coming from the bottom of the door, other than that there is no light here at all, but that small amount of light is enough to illuminate a small cot and the toilet

Well at least it is a toilet and not a bucket.

Reaching the cot, I let myself fall on to it and bury my face in my hands. I just then realize that I never cleaned my hands of Mr. Hues's blood. I feel the familiar sting in my eyes as tears start to form. Not from sadness but from frustration with everything that I've been through. But mostly for the simple fact that a part of me enjoyed in killing Mr. Hues, in seeing him suffer. That thought makes me slightly sick to my stomach.

"Nothing better than some quiet time alone…don't you think Lov" Selina says with a slight chuckle.

Sighing I let my head fall to the cot. "This is going to be a long night." I whisper.


Update 8/8/14 again just cleaning it up as best i can right now. Just hopeing to make it better for people to read, and to fix the things that people keep point out.

A/N hope someone out there liked it. Please review and let me know what I'm doing wrong. Or what I'm doing right if anything.

Yes i know i need a Bata, but I'm done with that BS.

Till next chapter. and yes there is another chapter.