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Infinite's POV
Everyone in my truck was quiet the rest of the way. The only sounds we heard were just the trucks hitting bumps in the road. I watched the scenery as we went by.
There was some snow in areas and the grass was looking dead, probably because of the low temperatures here. What caught my eye the most was all the destroyed buildings that were being repaired. There were so many destroyed structures we passed by.
Speaking of the temperature, it was cold as Hell. I'm used to warm, deserty weather back in the southwestern United Federation where me and my squad happily live. Here it was bitter and cold. Just below freezing, I think.
Its absolutely great that I got sent to the communists. No, not sent to a normal prison back home, but overseas to fuckin' communists. Just. Great. Were we really considered that bad? We only hunted bounties given to us by our... employers. Right?
I tried to retain my body heat as much as possible. It didn't help that I had no clothes on apart from my shoes. I wrapped my big tail around me to try and keep the body heat and get comfortable, which was impossible on these hard, wooden seats.
I closed my eyes and attepted to sleep in these horrid conditions. I was tired, they never gave me enough sleep on that damn ship, so I've been dead tired so much recently.
It wasn't long until I finally fell asleep.
"I am not weak." I heard a voice. I looked around to find myself in a totally dark room, except for one light further down. I could just see a figure sitting underneath it, facing away from me.
My legs began to walk themselves to the figure against my command. I tried to stop, but I couldn't. What?
"I am not weak!" The figure shouted. I grew uneasy. The voice sounded similar to mine, but more... distorted? Is that the right wording?
My legs continued to walk forward. I felt shivers creep along my spine. This was freaky as Hell. I began to gather the courage to try and speak. "Hello?" I asked.
"I-I'm not weak!" They shouted once more. I was almost to the black figure. I could see more of their features. They have... long white hair... Very big five-pointed tail... Wait, is that ME?
I came right up to the person and stopped, to spooked to say anything.
I opened my mouth to speak, but they began to turn around slowly. I wanted to step back, but I couldn't.
The person suddenly jolted their head and looked straight at me. It was my own face.
"I AM NOT WEAK!"
I jolted awake, clutching my chest. My heart was beating faster than Sonic himself, I swear. I looked around, heavily breathing. What the Hell was that...
I was shuddering, but I let out a relieved sigh. It was just a dream, abeit a freaky one.
I looked around to see I was in thr back of a military truck with other people in a large cage. It immediately came back to me. Everyone hates me for some reason and I being sent to a prison in a foreign country.
Some of the other prisoners were looking at me. They all obviously witnessed me waking up from that nightmare. Soon enough they all looked back down or did whatever.
One thing I haven't really mentioned were all these weird dreams I've been having recently. Some were very abstract, like that nightmare of me screaming "I'm not weak.", and others are the opposite. They seem like memories of some sort. I couldn't explain it.
Something happened to me. Something bad did. Did these rebellion people do something to me?
'I'm not weak, I'm not weak.'
Those nightmarish words just kept being repeated in my head. They wouldn't stop.
I was lost in thought about the dream, and those words. I kind of zoned out for a bit until I felt the truck come to a complete stop, snapping me out of my thoughts. Me and the others looks around to see a huge brick wall with towers on it.
We arrived at the prison. Great. Just, absolutely, great. Welcome to Hell, Infinite. You had a good run.
I bit my lip as the huge gate in front of our truck slowly opened. The trucks slowly drove inside. I noticed all the guards too. My truck made several stops at a few other small gates before driving directly inside the prison.
As we drove, I noticed the huge building in the front had some words on it. They read "Taerakslvan Institution". The ominous feeling hit me.
The truck drove into what appeared to be a huge courtyard or something like that, and stopped once more. This time parking.
Several guards, all armed with assault rifles came up and opened the gate on the cage. "All of you!" One of them shouted, all aiming their weapons at us. "One by one, get out of the truck. Try anything we don't like and you will be shot!"
We got up and began exiting one by one like they told us to. We all huddled up in a group once we got out. The group in the other truck got out and joined us. I watched the guards make last minute checks to the trucks, making sure everyone was out.
Funny enough, someone in the other truck was refusing to get out. I could hear his shouts of defiance. "We'll deal with him." One guard said. "Get these Federates inside." He barked.
"All of you, this way." The guards left behind escorted us inside the prison, aka Hell.
Gadget, where are you at?
So that concludes this chapter. Expect another later on.