To Sonic he figured that the police refused to place him in a cell with the other inmates, having decided that they learned their lesson after the previous incidents that occurred. When the police would lock the assassin up with the other inmates, they would return to a bloody mess in a cell. 'They were too weak' he'd declare chuckling. It was their fault in the first place for attempting to gang up on a trained killer. Having been in this padded white room since forever. (Aka Holding)

Not knowing what day it was he attempted to keep track of time by counting the meals they gave him. The officers fed him gruel after gruel. Even with that he lost count becoming confused. They never fed him breakfast eggs, lunches like sandwiches, or decent dinners. It was just this shitty bland meal they concocted for him. Oh, how he yearned for Gemini's cookings. Since he was locked up in a padded room… He had plenty of time to think. There was never a moment where Gemini didn't cross his mind. He missed her terribly. From her cooking, to her cheesy jokes, her touches he missed her completely. He vowed to himself that he would escape when the opportunity arrived it would be moments now. The door unlatches and two policemen walk in.

Two policemen walked the hallway with a being on the dolly. It was the infamous assassin that was finally captured. Sonic was wrapped up tight, arms strapped to his sides on his waist. He was wearing a white straight jacket. His mouth covered up by a mouth piece. To keep him from either bad mouthing the guards or from biting his tongue off. On his neck restraining him was a black metallic belt that kept him in place. That black metal strap like belts continued down individually locking and securing his legs in place. The hero association made this restraint just for him. They walked on and on and on down a large empty corroded hallway. There were giant steel doors that would raise up and slam down shut behind them as they moved on forward. No one said a word. Sonic's eyes mapped out every step they took. That opportunity could offer its self any moment.

"Here we are," The large officer spoke as they yielded to a halt, "Behind this door is your new cell, Speed of Sound Sonic." The officer that push Sonic on the dolly unlatched his muzzle.

A large mega ton steel gate stood before them. It opened just enough to him walk on straight through. He was unlatched and released from the dolly. The police pushed him forward forcing him to walk through hell's gates. The assassin effortlessly moves on with the iron ball chained to his ankle. The raven haired man's face was stone as his light blue eyes held nothing in them as he regards a crowd of men in front of him. The fiends that sit in a large circle were playing cards. A man with long curly hair chuckles, "Here comes another new guy. And it's a delicate looking one at that." the others laugh along.

A man with stitches on his face and a blond mustache approached him with a foe who had a large unkempt mohawk, "Let's have some fun with him."

Sonic simply moved forward forcly bumping himself into the guy with the mohawk.

That man that he ran into laughs, "Wow did you just bump into me? Watch where your'-" An agonizing cry escapes his mouth. "My shoulder it's dislocated!"

The large man with the blond facial features sighed, "I guess I'll have to show him the ropes…. Hey new guy what'd you to end here?"

The assassin ignores him completely uninterested.

"I see you got some spunk. Seeing how you ended up in this prison. You might still have confidence in yourself and abilities…" He pressed on, "But open up your ears and listen. We have a number of rules here. First off you submit yourself to your senior."

"Get lost." Sonic said.

The room goes quiet with the large amount of prisoners crowding them in a semi circle. The larger man that was talking had a huge vein stick out of his forehead. he raises his fist up to striking Sonic down across his face , "Heheh, I think I heard your cheek bones crack!"

His eyes widen realizing what exactly he had heard crack. And it wasn't Sonic's face it was his fist. Is was a ball. That iron ball he had strapped around his ankle was in the middle of the air. And that man had struck it. When everyone blinked the assassin was nowhere to be seen. Sonic was by the large brick wall studying it under his cold gaze. Many many many layers of steel was packed behind. Even the previous attempts of escape showed dents and cracks. He clicked his tongue irritated there wasn't even windows.

An old man hunched over cackles beside Sonic, "It's useless to even think about breaking out of here. Instead, you should be racking your brain about how to spend the rest of your life here. There's no such thing as morality here in this prison. I've seen countless of young-uns like you slowly and miserably lose hope between these walls. And it's turned into something that this old man looks forward to." the old man laughs wickedly.

Sonic quotes mocking him it was time to show them who is charge here, "No such thing as morality here, huh? Are you trying to say it's different out there? It's just admirable how a bunch of losers can get together and create a system to support each other and lick each other's wounds. I guess it shows that even the murderous thug have to respect each if they want to live together. But why is that…? It's cause you're weak! But I'm not like you lot."

He had a sinister grin play at his lips, "What do you think I will do to make my time here a bit more enjoyable?" No one answered him the crowd grew uneasy, "That's right the answer is 'I will kill you all!"

"That's it lemme at him!"

"No I'll take him on!" a guy with rippling muscles and a pompadour approached him. As he walked up to Sonic he popped his knuckles, "You seem pretty fucking confident. If you want to rise up in rank in this prison here. You'll have to beat me first! And let me tell you in advance I'm a kenpo practitioner. I'm probably the first and last guy to rob a bank unarmed!"

"It doesn't mean shit if you got caught though," Sonic deadpans clearly uninterested.

The larger man lunges at the assassin! The man with the black hair leaps and wraps himself around his huge arm. He gripped the challenger's arm tightly and then jerked it backwards hard. SNAP! A loud cry fills the prison hushing everyone.

{A bit messy... I know I just needed to push through before I lost interest in this story.}