Chapter 7- Plotting and Scheming
Previously…
"Well, I don't care about the past, those are the conditions. I was in the Marines I know the concept on surveillance, and concealment. But if you can promise me a match then I don't think I can deliver the dirt. Figuratively speaking of course. You have to question have much you value your safety and reputation here in isolation, and from what I know if less then a week here, I know you had some help" Joey said planting the seed, knowing he would take the bait.
She left him with the knowledge that he wasn't as secure as he once perceived, and in prison surviving is the biggest goal. And for a man like Said, as much as he believed himself above the pettiness of the other prisoners, he was just like them. Only more educated, which could be his downfall. Too much brains, and not enough common sense.
the next morning
Like every morning there was roll call at 7, one would hope that they could sleep in, but unbeknownst to everyone else. Joey hadn't actually gone to sleep the night before. She had spent the whole night in her Pod organizing weights, and actual plans for a fight. Something she would present with Said to the Brass.
"Armstrong, you had better step out of your Pod, or else we will have to come into to get you" Officer Murphy said over the loudspeaker
"Leave me alone, I'm trying to sleep in" Came the muffled noise buried deep within a pillow. Seeing as how she only got to sleep less then an hour earlier.
"We will come in with force. Everyone on their knees" Came the order, as Officer Murphy looked up to McManus office, and saw the signal to strike.
Joey knew it had to come, something to prove that she was just like the guys, that there was so special treatment here. Plus she wanted to see the doctor without it looking suspicious. Her plans were coming true.
Ryan swore, when he saw that they were going in, with full riot gear. Usually those cleared to live within Em City were the non-violent ones, usually speaking. She was a fiery one, and knew she could fight, he knew before the rest that she was going to fight, and not go down lightly.
"Armstrong, don't make me order these guys in" Officer Murphy said trying to be diplomatic
"Why the fuck should I do anything you want" She spat out furious. She didn't know where the anger came from. But when to came to fighting, being anger was great motivation.
"Because you're only screwing everything up for yourself. Your training time will be taken away. You'll be put into lockdown" He threaten
"Enough talking, I want the situation dealt with. By any means of force necessary. She only makes it hard on herself" Came McManus over the radios
"I was hoping you wouldn't make me do it" Officer Murphy said before he signaled the guys decked out in the riot gear to solve the problem.
She fought HARD, everyone person that came barging into her Pod she took out. She had spent the whole night getting ready, and planning, knowing how they would react, and testing them anyway.
She wanted to feel pain, it was the only that seemed to remind her that she was alive, and not a shell of a person. Some might think that's masochistic, but when you've been raise with a strong hand, it was something you become used to, and in the absence of try to imitate.
The guards got in a few body shots, none landing on her face. They pulled back and decided to gas the pod. It would solve the solution quickly; because it was becoming fairly obvious that she got physically take them all down. Maybe limiting her time in the Gym was a good idea.
"Ryan, what is Joey doing. She letting those guys hurt her. What should I do to stop it" Cyril asked, from his position on his knees beside his brother.
He couldn't quite comprehend that she was testing the system, something that all prisoners did during their stay. Most did it sooner rather than later, they all had taken odds on when she was planning on doing it. But nobody knew what she had planned. And it seemed that she liked it that way.
"Cyril pipe down, I don't want to have to control you as well" Murphy called from his position beside Joey who had been dragged out of her pod. Bounding her hands behind her back with the flexi-cuffs.
"Let his be a lesson to you all. When we do roll call in the morning, we are not joking. Don't try messing with us." Murphy said and kicked her in the side, effectively landing a shot that probably broke or at least bruised a rib or two.
"Oh, pretty boy I'm not done with you yet" Joey called from her position. From what the rest of the guys could see she was struggling to stand up.
"Armstrong, I suggest you sad down, unless of course you want more pain" Murphy said surveying the crowd.
"Nah, I'm fine thanks. I'm going to do this every morning, even if you put me into isolation. Every morning I will give you hell. I want a Fight, a boxing match, a legitimate ring, and association." Joey said putting her cause forward for all to know.
"What the hell are you babbling about?" Ryan called out. He knew she was going to be getting a beating; she was trying to shut her up for her own sake.
"You all will know soon enough. Get used to being on your knees, because until I get my way, things are going to be hell. And I can assure you things are going to get much worse before they get better" She warned
Everyone had similar thoughts going through their heads. What the fuck did she have to go and ruin something good? The resident's of Em City had been in trouble, or had any incidents for a while now, close to 3 months, while was almost a record for them. Now she screwed it up, over this stupid idea of a legitimate boxing association within the prison.
"Shut her up" Murphy directed to those dressed in the riot gear.
"Pussy" She called out to him, before taking down two of his guards, severely crushing one of the guards knee caps. The other got a swift kick to the gut, probably winded him, but left no permanent damage.
"Ryan, make them stop, she's your friend. She doesn't deserve this. I want to box" Cyril said barely comprehending everything that was going on around him, but getting enough to know he might be able to box, and Joey was his friend.
"She can take care of herself" Ryan commented to his brother. But he was soon realizing that he had seriously underestimated her strengthen and skill. She had so far taken four 4 guards in the initial takedown in her pod, and another two outside in restraints.
They finally got her too the ground, using a police takedown method.
Before she whispered to Cyril, who was the prisoner closer to her on her right, side "go into my pod, and you'll find my notes, give them to Ryan and tell him to show them to McManus" She said
He nodded his head in understanding "Don't fight anymore. You're my friend" He said hoping to try and convince her, that it wasn't worth dying over.
McManus himself came down from his office. To talk to those gathered there on their knees, waiting for the entertainment to stop. Ready to proceed to breakfast.
"Take your men to see the doctor." McManus instructed those decked out in the riot gear.
"What should we do with her sir?" Murphy asked from his position on top of her. He wasn't planning on letting her up, until the last possible second; he learned his lesson to never under estimate her.
"Take her to isolation cell 4" McManus said
As they were pulling her up from the floor, Murphy got in a couple of more body shots. Nothing she wasn't used to. But something that was unexpected. He obviously really didn't like the fact that she had made him look like a complete softy.
McManus addressed the rest of the residents of Em City.
"Don't think I will let this sort of behavior occur. Just because we have a female in our mist, does not mean she gets special treatment, nor do any of you. Everything is running like business as usual. Don't make me punish you for one prisoner's insolence." McManus said
"You're a real big prick you know" Ryan said under his breath.
He had seen how McManus had done just that, given her special treatment. What Ryan didn't understand was why she went all rogue on them. This was not her usual temperament. Something had changed since he saw her in the shower yesterday morning.
She purposely ruined a
good thing she had going, to stir the pot a little. It made
Ryan
step back and re-evaluate an alliance with her. She was strong, but
obviously not very smart when it came to the wheeling and dealing
that went on inside OZ.
What he didn't know was her ultimate plan was he didn't even know what Cyril knew. But he soon would find out, everyone would. And maybe the wouldn't hate her for it when she was done messing with everyone's head. Head games were what she did best. Only like everything else everyone underestimated her. This always seemed to work to her advantage, which would make for good strategic planning.
Isolation cell 4
Joey sat back on the bunk that was there. It was colder then she had expected the isolation cells to be. She lifted up her shirt to inspect the damage. She had a cracked 4 rib on the right side, and a bruised 5th and 6th.
Contrary to popular belief, she chalked this confrontation up to a win for herself. She was still alive. Her eyes hurt from the tear gas they had flooded into her pod, when they realized she was stronger then she looked.
"God, I only hope that Cyril can find my notes, and everyone's weight classifications and the schematics for the association I've put together" Joey murmured to herself.
Officer Murphy opened the cell "Are you done playing the tough girl?" He asked he didn't want another physical confrontation, she was better then he was, and he didn't know if he could take another beating. Although it seemed she had spared him the brunt of her attack.
"For now, am I allowed to see the doctor?" She asked tentatively. She knew that McManus was going ton be steaming, and letting her sit here for a while to let them both cool down was something he might do.
"Yea, McManus was concerned you might have internal bleeding, for the kicks I gave you." Murphy said. He wasn't used to getting violent with women, contrary to what the guys in Em city thought. His mother had taught him well, and he could be a complete gentleman if he wanted. Except those guards that were female tended to be more manipulative then most of the prisoners.
"Nah I'm cool. How are the rest of the guys doing? I know Roberts probably has a shattered knee cap" She said, although her voice contained no remorse, this was war, and they were the enemy, didn't mean she didn't feel bad, the guy wouldn't be working for a while.
Infirmary
"Less talking, more walking. I have better things to do today then to sit here baby sit you" He complained.
Joey just shook her head and smirked. He was always complaining, more so then most women she had ever known.
"Well, after seeming the damage that you managed to inflict upon the guards, I must say I'm disappointed" The doctor said coming into the observation room.
"You seem shocked; after all you don't get put into prison for nothing. You should do well to remember that doctor. Not everyone wants to be your friend" Joey said bitterly toward her
"I'm guessing that McManus talked to you about your physicals results. I'm sorry. I thought you would have known sooner." She said and she seemed to genuinely care.
"Yea well, one suspects but never suspects it to be true. I was hoping it wasn't" Joey said trying to brush of the caring.
"Do you know how it happened?" She asked lifting up Joey's shirt to get a look at her ribs and upper torso, the bruising was already starting to appear, this was never a good sign.
"I was raped and they used a crude instrument, I think it was metal rod, that's what caused the most damaged. Repeated beatings and gang related injuries that made up my late childhood and teens" Joey informed her like it was nothing.
"You really got screwed over. But it doesn't have to be that way" She said trying to infuse some hope into the inmate. Part of her job, was to make sure that future injuries didn't occur. And it seemed the girl was desperate, and a desperate inmate was never a good thing.
"You don't need to worry about internal bleeding. I have a cracked fourth rib, and the lower ones of the right side also need to be bound for support. I'd also like to wrap my hands, I split the skin, and it'll take a day to it to full heal." Joey informed her of her injuries
"You were a field medic?" She asked
"For a brief period of time, yes I was a field medic for my squadron." Joey admitted. It was something she was proud of. Learning those medic skills had helped her stay alive in more then a handful of situations.
"I could always use a helping hand around here, and someone with your qualifications would be useful. I'm talk to McManus about setting you up with a job" She said. Hoping that giving her a job would help distract her enough.
"Sure, I could put my skills to use, their getting kind of rusty. Do you guys have refresher courses, or do I need to retake my certification?" Joey asked. This would be an easy way to get a position of control, which could help with her ultimate goal.
"You might have to be re-certified I'll check your credentials. What was your call number?" She asked in reference to the number assigned to all recruits that would make it easier when she inquired about her file.
"Alpha 4-2-3 Foxtrot 7-8-3 Charlie" Joey said like it was nothing
"Alright you're bandaged and ready to go" She said and gently padded her side.
Officer Murphy walked about into the observation Cubicle getting ready to take her back to the isolation cell. When his radio cracked, "Murphy do you copy?" McManus could be heard over the radio
"I'm here. Just getting ready to escort prisoner Armstrong back to isolation cell 4" Murphy informed him
"Bring her to my officer first" McManus said
"Yes sir" Murphy said to dead silence, McManus was already gone
"Guess there was a change in plans" Joey commented more to pass the time then to anyone in particular.
"You've been a naughty woman" Murphy said and tossed her in chair outside of McManus's office.
McManus Office
"Can I speak to you a moment sir?" Murphy said talking to McManus, closing the door behind him, but not before motioning to a guard nearby to come and stand near the prisoner
"What do you need?" McManus said looking up from a collection of papers on his desk
"I didn't know she was in the military, I thought she was a standard prisoner. This changes things sir. She took out my men like they were last week's trash" Murphy said voicing his concerns.
"Well it seems that you need to keep your men in better shape. And do inform everyone that she's military. But try not to let it leak to the prisoners." McManus said after reading her business proposal, he didn't need that bit of information giving her credence.
"Yes sir" Murphy said and made his way to the door
"Armstrong, get inside the office" Murphy instructed her
She smirked, but followed his request. From what she had overheard, the officer was now fully informed. But then again there were things that even McManus didn't know about. About what their own government did. With that she started smiling like a Persian cat.
"So, this is one interesting business proposal. You know most people just present it to me, not orchestrate and elaborate plan." McManus said
Joey said down, waiting to talk about her proposal. Now knowing that everything was going to work out the way she had planned. That's just they way she liked things.
A/n- could any one of my readers please tell me either or both of these two things
what is the name of the doctor who Ryan had an affair wit ( I need both first and last names)
sCould you list off a few more prison's guards' names, I'm getting sick and tired of using poor Murphy has my guinea pig.
Thanks for the interest and please read and review!
