I seam to be having good luck with writeing great Prison break fanfictions so I have started another one. If you read my others. Thank you and I hope you like this one. If not I hope you like my writeing and will check out my other ones.

~Millie

Disclaimer: I don't own Prison Break

I walk up the steps of my apartment building a mess from a long day of work. My dark, curly brown hair wildly spread around my head, my electric green eyes slightly covered by my tired eye lids, my lips chapped and my pale skin in the midst of a breakout. I enter my apartment on the third floor to see my four roommates Heather, Nikki, Cat, and Hope sitting around a meth lab. "What the hell do you guys think your doing!"

The four of them look up from the lab panicked. "You not supposed to be home yet," Heather says stiffly.

"But since you are. We must report what you have been doing in our apartment. How could you be conducting a meth lad right under our noses?" She says as she dials nine-one-one.

"What? No - huh?" I asks almost speechless. "You're the ones running the lab!" I exclaim as my body suddenly fills with rage and energy.

"Who do you think they'll believe? The three of us or you?" Nikki asks ask she stands up beside Heather. Cat and Hope also stand up beside them.

"You know what?" I ask as I grab the knife block from the kitchen. "Putt the phone down!" I demand while taking out the largest knife.

"Oh no! Mona is going to hurt us," Hope laughs. "- yeah right. You wouldn't hurt a fly,"

"You think so?" I ask then throw the knife across the room and into her heart. Blood oozes from the wound and the other girls let out horrified screams and Hope drops to the floor-dieing. Nikki, Cat and Heather begin to run around the room trying to find something to defend them selves. I grab a second knife from the block and run after Cat. When I reach her I slit her throat sending arterial spray everywhere. I while the blood from my hands onto my shirt and move onto my last two victims. I quickly kill off Nikki with two stabs to the back before cornering Heather. I fight her down to the ground and sit on her hips. Full of anger I stab Heather repeatedly. Her scream fill my ears until they fade away into the darkness. I get up off of her and look around at what I have done. I come to the conclusion that I have to get my ass out of here. I run out the door, down the stairs and out of the apartment. I reach the curb and suddenly I am surrounded by cop cars. I freeze completely losing every though in my mind except for, oh shit.

"Put your hands up!" I here an officer say. I lift my hands up in the air and blood drips down from then and down my arms. "Now put them behind your head," I place my bloody hands against my hair and suddenly have the erg to do the Macarena, but I don't. I kneel down on the ground and police officer cuffs my hands behind my back and leads me to his squad car.

My hands now clean and looking even more a mess I sit in a courtroom dressed in a gray suit and chained down to the floor. "Your Honour my client - Ms. Clark is obviously not all there," My lawyer Ophelia Dobson says.

"I protest your Honour - I am sane. I just don't know what happened," I sigh trying to think what might have caused my sudden rage.

The judge looks through the case file then up at me. "I am afraid to say that I have come to the conclusion that you are to dangerous to be sent to a female prison,"

"Are you telling my client that she is going to be sent to a male prison?" Ophelia asks.

"That is indeed what I am saying. You will get no special treatment what so ever. No male appearance. You will become the only woman among men," The judge says coldly and I feel as if I am going to cry. A male prison seriously? I'm not that dangerous am I? Do I really deserve this cruel and unruly punishment? "Ms. Mona Clark I here by sentence you to life in Fox River State Penitentiary -"

"That's a level one facility!" Ophelia protest.

"I am highly aware of that," The judge scowls then continues. "For the murders of, Heather Klos, Cat Thorn, Nikki Stratton and Hope Love," She smacks her gavel and two bailiffs grab me by the arms and unchain me from the floor. I kick and I squirm and just end up hurting myself.

"I didn't mean to do it! It was an accident! Please no. No! I'm begging you. Anywhere but there! Not Fox River! Haven't you noticed I'm a woman!"