Lunch time was a welcomed by the weary prisoners several hours later.
All the inmates, including the ones from outside, were herded into a straight line along one of the white brick walls.
A bowl was shoved unceremoniously into each person's hand, while a follow up guard served the slop from a pot on a rolling cart.
Slop. Slop. Slop.
The wet sound of the bubbling mush made Griffin's stomach churn in unpleasant ways, the thought of actually ingesting that junk making his stomach flip.
Nuero's nose wrinkled as the flimsy excuse for sustenance was plopped in his bowl.
"Uh... Are you sure this is... Uh. Food?" Griffin asked, only to receive mocking laughter.
-B-
As soon as everyone was served, they meandered to their own tables. The elemental masters all gathered at one, joined of course by Misako.
Despite the lack of room, everyone managed to squeeze together at the table and huddle close enough to avoid being heard.
"We have to get out of here." Neuro whispered.
"You think I don't know that?" Misako shot back.
"Look, we've been here less than twenty-four hours. Let's bide our time. If we get caught now... " Griffin suggested.
There was some truth to his statement, and no one needed to think too hard about what would happen were they to make an error.
"Griffin, can you use your super speed to swipe a key card?" Pixal asked.
"No... There's something draining my speed. I'm still fast, but if I even got close to one of the guards, I'd be noticed."
"The entire facility is lined in vengestone, making the walls nearly impervious to your elemental powers." Pixal explained.
"Not to mention dampens them." She added in afterthought.
"Well, I certainly hope Lloyd's coming up with a plan." Shade huffed, rapping his fingers against the plastic table.
"I highly doubt Lloyd will be able to free us... Unless of course he manages to add numbers to his resistance force. Pixal pointed out.
"Looks like we're gonna be here a while." Tox groaned.
A sinking feeling buried in their guts at Tox's statement, an overwhelming sense of abandonment clouding any hopes of rescue.
But... The resistance was grounded on hope, or so the master of speed thought.
"I'd say no longer than a week." Exclaimed Griffin.
"You're joking right?" Agitation flickered through the master of poison's blistering green eyes.
"The other ninja are likely on their way even as we speak."
"If they're still alive..." Nuero received instant glares from Misako and Pixal, the two who were undoubtably closer to the ninja than anyone else in the room.
"Look, if Garmadon's dethroned in under a week, I'll-"Tox rubbed her cheek in thought.
"Do my laundry for a month?" Supplied the master of speed.
"Deal. And if I win, you have to my laundry."
Griffin nodded.
"Children." Groaned Shade sighed, putting his head in his hands.
"Well, making jokes out of a bad situation, often makes it less unbearable."
"You're lying, merely trying to justify your childish antics." Neuro grunted, his eyes flickering gray as he read Griffin's mind.
"I-" Griffin lowered his voice to a whisper.
"I told you not to do that!"
"And I didn't listen." Replied the master of the mind with a quirked eyebrow.
After mumbling under his breath Griffin turned back to his food.
"Well, we all gotta eat." He groaned.
"Together then." Pale suggested. Everyone had forgotten that the master of light was even present.
Misako, usually the calm one couldn't control the involuntary gag after smelling the liquid.
No one was eager to start the countdown, so with an eyeroll, Shade began.
"One-"
"I think I'd rather die." Griffin groaned.
"Two."
"I'm glad I don't need sustenance to survive." Came Pixal's quick remark.
"Three. " They all shoved the spoon into their mouths, and immediately gagged.
With great willpower, combined with effort, they forced it down their throats.
It was suitably slimy sludging down their throat, tasting like rotten eggs and moldy bread.
No words left anyone's mouths as they coughed and gagged, Griffin stealing Pixal's bowl and promptly throwing up in it.
-B-
"Hmm." Stryker stroked his fake glue on goatee in concentration.
"Commander Stryker?"
"What is it Hangman?"
"I um- one of the outer walls is nearly done."
"Then send a team in to knock it down. Tell the prisoners it wasn't good enough and have 'em do it again."
"Y-yes sir."
"And, Hangman?"
"U-uh yes , sir? "
"Bring me the elemental masters. It's time we had another chat."
-Author's note-
Hi guys, Darkwolf here, so some of you know about my other story (A Twist in Reality), and I'll try to update it soon, but I haven't had a lot of time lately. Anyway, this chapter seemed a little awkward to me, but ... Anyway, let me know what you guys think, and I'll see ya' all next time.
