The majority of chapters will be a lot longer than this one, but I thought it would be fun to go over the girls' arrival at the prison.
Ruby was hauled off the prison bus, she had been blindfolded to hide the location of the prison and make escape more difficult. The blindfold was removed and she found herself looking up at a large intimidating building. It had bars over the windows and was surrounded by high fences and watchtowers. There was a large sign over the entrance, it said Beacon Maximum Security Prison and Mental Asylum.
She sighed heavily but didn't dare speak when the prison officer shot her an intimidating glare. Internally she was ranting about how she was framed, how the police planted evidence, and how her trial had been unfair. She was trying to be a good samaritan, and it landed her here for the next 25 years of her life. She was only 18 and she was going to be in this terrifying place until she was 43.
Ruby looked around, all over the place, she could see big hulking guards with high powered weapons. They all looked at her like she was the worst person on the planet like she was the lowest of the low. They looked like they wanted to kill her right then and there, that idea was almost comforting to Ruby. Being torn to shreds by high calibre firearms could be much better than being imprisoned for longer than she had lived up to that point. But, she held onto some hope. Hope that the man in the bowler hat would be brought to justice and she would be freed.
She was forced to wait by the bus while the rest of the new inmates were brought out. She had heard a lot of aggressive shouts and threats of extreme violence on the drive to the prison. Whoever these people were, clearly they were bad news. They were all hardened killers and career criminals. Unless of course, they had ended up here in the same way Ruby had.
Weiss did not appreciate the way she was manhandled, on her way off the prison bus. "No need to push me around, I'm perfectly capable of walking!" she snapped at the prison officers. Her blindfold was removed and one of the prison officers shouted at her "Shut the hell up!" Weiss scowled at the man but did as instructed. She saw no point in antagonizing him, it would only make her time in here worse.
Although she didn't allow it to show, Weiss' emotions were a mess. She had always been able to get out of legal trouble before, the vast wealth of her family had made sure of that. But this time was different, no money had been forthcoming. She had no look during her trial either, the sheer amount of evidence against her was damning. So, here she was in prison for the next 30 years. The 20-year-old would be inside until she was fifty. Unless her family was able to pull some strings or orchestrate her escape.
As she took in her surroundings, Weiss was filled with dread. This place was crawling with enemies of the Schnee Family, people who would love to get their hands on her. The only thing that gave her any reassurance was the fact that she had connections inside, people loyal to her family that could offer her protection.
Looking across, Weiss saw a girl who must have been a few years younger than her. She had short black hair with red tips, and she looked about as innocent as a person could. Weiss wondered what the girl could possibly have done to wind up here, she would make it her mission to find out. That would make prison more interesting, for a short while at least.
Weiss found herself staring at the girl, completely intrigued by her. She almost jumped when the girl looked at her and gave her a worried smile. Weiss maintained her stoic expression, but she was entranced by the girl's eyes. They were silver, as far as Weiss knew. Silver eyes weren't a thing, but there they were right in front of her. She forced herself to look away, not wanting to continue their silent interaction.
She looked back at the bus, curious about who had been threatening the prison officers on the drive to the prison. She also wanted to know whether they were someone to try and befriend for protection. Or, if they were someone to avoid at all costs.
Blake made no fuss as she was led off the bus, all of her fight had gone when she witnessed the train incident. She had always been mentally strong, but that was broken by the sight of innocent people engulfed in flames. She wanted to die, but not yet. She could not die before Adam, she could only rest in peace if she knew he was in the deepest part of hell.
She felt nothing when she saw the prison. No fear, no sadness, nothing. She was there by her own doing, and she deserved to be there. Actually, she felt this was better than she deserved. Part of her wished that the death penalty had not been abolished, but she knew she'd have to settle for spending the rest of her natural life in this place.
Blake could see pure hatred in the eyes of the prison officers, and she welcomed it. That hatred wasn't because of the cat ears protruding from her head. No, it was hatred for her actions, and she welcomed it. It was strange to think that one of the few places were a Faunus was equal to a Human, was prison. Prisons weren't entirely that way of course, but the vast majority of the discrimination came from the inmates and not the officers.
Looking over at the two people who had been brought off the bus before her, she was shocked by one of them and slightly less shocked by the other. The one she was less shocked by was closest to her, the white hair and stoicism made it blatantly obvious that she was a Schnee. The Schnee family was well known across Remnant, mainly for their association with the Atlesian Mafia. The only surprising thing about finding a Schnee in prison was that to Blake's knowledge they always bought their way out of trouble.
The person who really shocked Blake was on the other side of the Schnee. She must have been in her teens, and she possessed the most innocent face Blake had ever seen. Of course, the cynic in Blake told her that appearances meant nothing. But she had the overwhelming feeling, that the girl was truly innocent.
Blake was snapped out of her thoughts, by the next person being brought off the bus. She had been making threats, that made Adam's actions seem tame. For the entire journey, and even now she was still going at the officers and trying to fight them. Even with the baggy jumpsuit, Blake could see that she was incredibly muscular and could easily take down the prison officers that were moving her if she was unrestrained. The other notable feature of this beast of a woman, was here long blond hair. It shone in a way that Blake didn't think possible. Her appearance seemed vaguely familiar to Blake, like she had heard about this person, but hadn't seen her in the flesh.
"I swear, I will gouge your eyes out and grow a dick just so I can skull fuck you!" Yang shouted as she was grabbed and dragged from her seat. "I'll cut your face off and feed it to you." she continued as she wrestled against the prison officers. "I'm gonna crush your skull into powder and snort it," she added, as she was pulled from the bus. "I will flay you, and use your skin as a fucking scarf!" she shouted as her blindfold was removed.
She stopped with the threats for long enough, to take in her surroundings. She grinned as she looked at the main building. "So many bitches to kill. So much time to do it," she said before laughing maniacally. "We will break you." one of the officers deadpanned. Yang just laughed at him "You don't seem to understand, this is my prison now. The strong live, the weak die and I'm the strongest fucker on Remnant."
A baton was slammed into the backs of her knees, and Yang dropped. Of course, that didn't stop her laughing. "Haha, that tickles. I thought this was a prison, I'm so disappointed." The prison officers sighed "Shut up, you're completely insane." Yang winked at him "I know right, isn't it great."
She got bored of messing with the officers, so she sized up her next prey. She saw a cute black haired cat girl, who was looking straight at her. Yang winked at her "Damn girl, I'm gonna love making you scream." the girl seemed taken aback. So Yang smiled at her "I'm not gonna hurt you, just fuck your brains out. Unless you want me to hurt you. I don't mind getting kinky with a fine specimen such as yourself." The object of Yang's depraved fantasies didn't seem to know how to react, so she just looked away. "You'll fall for me eventually, Kitty Cat," Yang told her before locking eyes with the person on the girl's other side.
"A fucking Schnee!" she exclaimed "What are you doing in here? Did your check bounce or something?" she asked. The Schnee just looked at her, with the same neutrality that a Schnee usually displays in response to anything. "I'm not sure Mom would approve of me hooking up with a Schnee, but I have to. It's the only way I'm gonna get a reaction out of you unless you want a fight, in which case, I'll happily arrange that blank face of yours." Yang was disappointed when the Schnee looked away rather than responding. But that was about as much as she could expect, without undertaking the aforementioned actions.
So, Yang turned her attention to the girl on the far side of the Schnee. She considered making an explicit comment about taking her innocence. But she felt something deep within her, something biological screaming at her that she shouldn't try it on with the girl. Yang was confused but she decided to listen to her body, thus she went for a different way of talking to the girl "Hey there red tips, either you're not meant to be here. Or, you have the greatest disguise I've ever seen." The girl looked at her, the way she looked made Yang certain that the girl had no place here. The girl looked innocent like she couldn't hurt a fly. But she didn't look weak, she looked incredibly strong. Something, which Yang greatly respected. In fact, strength was just about the only thing that Yang respected, in her eyes the weak deserved to die. A sentiment that her mother had drilled into her since birth.
Yang was going to own this place, but for now. The three girls beside her were safe from her wrath. Of course, Yang had nothing but time thanks to her life sentence, and there was no guarantee that she wouldn't clash with them in the future.
Next time, they'll get their first taste of prison life. Personally, I can't wait.