Sorry for the delay. School, mother, life ect got in the way. Anyway:

The one we call Doilan: Haven't heard from you for a while. Glad you like the story. PS I ignore them. I accept critisms but not outright bullying.

Booklover: Thanks! Loving 'hats off to you.' People should use that expression more

Aerrowfangirl1993: Drole? 1) Well as long as I get a muffin

2)No it's not

3)My story, my rules

4)Apparently one in my story

Ali: I know how that one goes. Thanks for the comments. I was hoping I got her right

Neko: Thanks. I know you have a lot of choice

Rain Dreamer (I think it sounds cool like something the Native Americans would come up with): Yep, Flynn is definatly coming back into the story soon

Diehard: I thought you might like that irony.

Rose: Feel free to hurt Roy whenever. I know Ravess doing good. Sometimes I come up with some freaky stuff.

As I walked in the drizzle I considered my new name. Piper. It sounded kind of weird. A couple of the kids were crying again. Others were talking about their new names. A tall kid was boasting that his new name was Dragon. A small blonde one was worried about his sister who had been forced to join the Suds. How was I going to save them?

As I looked around I saw that Suds group being carted off in the cattle trailer that had brought us here. That looked like the only way off this Terra. The weather didn't help with my thought process.

The sky was not like any ordinary storm cloud. It was grey and white in parts but in others there were flashes of midnight blue and blood red.

We were stopped in front of a gate that was huge. When I say huge, I mean that this imposing grey giant could have touched the stratosphere. Around it was a wall that looked like someone had pulled it out of a bored child's mind.

Dotted around the wall there were watchtowers. I could only just see the evil glint of the Talon's red goggles at the top. They patrolled the tops with those weird glowing crystal spears. I tried not to think about crystals because that reminded me of home. And that was too painful to remember just at the moment.

"Open up the gates," yelled one of our guards. The watchtower guard nodded and pulled a lever. Slowly, with the sound of something very old waking up for the first time, the gate opened its grey mouth to reveal what looked like a prison.

As I walked in I could see the barbed wire on the top of the wall that had been hidden by the rain. I saw the little huts made of steel and iron. I saw that the majority of the inhabitants were guys with only two girls that I could see. One grey haired teenager in the corner playing marbles with a blue haired nine year old, more interested in their games than the new arrivals.

"Okay kids, go and have fun," said one of the guards pushing us towards the other children. I could see a few of them look up and then avert their gaze. The whole thing had the aura of something that was about to go terribly, terribly wrong.

As soon as the Talons left one of the meatier kids walked away from a group of guys and I saw in the middle was a kid with bright green hair who was missing a few teeth lying in the dirt.

Suddenly someone from behind grabbed me and pulled me into another group. I was too mesmerised by the imposing danger to notice who it was.

The guy who was walking towards my group was a least six feet tall and built with large muscles everywhere like an overgrown ape. The way he looked at the rest of the boys from my village reminded me of the way a starved dog looks at a pie.

"Hello, weaklings," he said, in deep, gruff voice. "My name is Snipe and for the next couple of weeks I will keep you in your place. Below me and everyone else who has been here longer than you have."

Then he picked up the blonde kid who had been snivelling for his sister and punched him so hard in the gut, he folded like a card. I wanted to run over and help the kid but the mystery boy held me back.

"Shh," he said, in a slightly quavering voice. "Calm down unless you want Snipe to have you for seconds."

"Yeah, we need at least one girl in one piece around here," said another, slightly more calm than the first.

I wanted to see who they were but I was too busy struggling to reach my group as one by one Snipe picked them off, hitting them, kneeing them and even head butting every guy in the group into submission.

A crowd had gathered to watch and then I saw the real differences between these people. They all had to wear the same uniform but some of them were cheering on Snipe, chanting his name and laughing as the kids were buried face first in the stinking mud.

Others watched, shaking their heads and looking at each other with looks that said 'How long before it's over?'

There was nothing I could do. I just watched as one by one the boys in my group lay twitching in a pile of bruised limbs while Snipe kicked and punched them.

At last it was over. Snipe spat on the ground and moved back to pummelling the other boy. Some of the crowd just walked off, bored now that the circus was over. The others helped the kids up, dusted them down and introduced themselves.

I turned around to the mystery person who had pulled me away from the fray. He was about my age, maybe a bit younger with bright red hair and green eyes. He wore a grim expression like he was older than six, a forty year old man trapped in a younger man's body. He was staring at the spot where all the children had been lying in a heap.

"Why'd you save me?" I asked. He kept on staring. Another boy walked towards me, smaller than the red head with blonde, spiky hair and darting blue eyes, like he was waiting for the next punch.

"Come with me," said the blonde. "My name's Finn and I'll be showing you around." I nodded, recognising him as the calmer of the two voices, still looking at the red haired boy who was still looking at that spot of mud where the boys had been beaten.

As we walked away, I asked Finn, "Why is he staring at the mud?"

Finn sighed.

"I don't know. He won't tell me. I think it kills him that there isn't anything that he can do."

Piper: So Finn is there as well

Finn: Wouldn't be a story without the Finnster

Blue: Well they had to meet you at some point

Aerrow: So that kid is me

Blue: Yeah pretty much

Aerrow: And I am staring at mud?

Stork: Mindworms

Blue: Defo! Review soon guys.