100 Days

Time spent face-to-face with his compadre grew limited—not just because of the activities available outside of his cell, but due to the fact that the warden had him on a strict anger management regime. Should Ace not be kept busy, he was to visit an anger therapist, and express his disgust and lack of faith amongst a group of amateur psychopaths. Needless to say, they were out of his league.

With his jumpsuit tied around his waist and his legs spread lazily apart, Ace was clearly the most comfortable and careless person in the room. He kept his eyes off of the female therapist and locked onto the chains on his feet. He was—rightfully—the only person in the room chained down, but not the only one wearing black. "Hm," Ace huffed in disapproval. "This is stupid."

"Welcome to group, boys," the young woman began. "I know I've seen some of your faces before, but the majority of you are new. Who would like to start us off?"

Ace rolled his eyes. He visibly scratched at his crotch, readjusting with little regard to those around him.

The therapist laughed quietly in disbelief. "Okay… How about you?" she asked.

Ace looked up, examining the young woman. "How about no?"

"What's your name, hm? What makes you different?" She knew exactly who he was, but tried effortlessly to pry at his nerves.

"Ace," he responded dryly. "Anyone with a brain should know who I am."

"Now… Why are you here, Ace?" she asked curiously, her blue eyes watching him.

He leaned forward and rested against his knees, his chains jingling. "You really want to know? Okay…," he began, then cleared his throat. "I killed the world's only hope against Cyclonia and corrupted his son. I've killed hundreds of thousands of innocent bystanders mercilessly. I've become the greatest asset that Cyclonia has ever known. The Council apparently doesn't see things my way, so they locked me up." He remained leaning forward, watching her closely. She seemed slightly surprised, yet unmoved by his story. The lack of reaction bothered him.

"Good story! But what I meant was, why did they put you in Anger Management?"

Day Nine