The Grand Counsel Woman sat behind her desk looking over an extensively large file on a video screen. She reached over and pressed a button on her desk and spoke out loud. "Dispatch, send me two guards for briefing and transportation of inmate." She released the button and looked back at the screen. She scrolled back up to the top of the file and glanced at the identification information. "Project Alpha. Inmate # 38582057, Species: unknown, Age: unknown, Sex: Male, Skin/Fur: Red" The mug shot was a large white block with the word. "Unavailable" printed in it.
The Grand Counsel Woman looked up as the door to her office hissed open and two guards walked in saluting her. "At ease. You're going to be transporting an inmate to the medical wing. He's going in for a psyche evaluation. Don't slack off though just because this is a routine transport. You'll need to feed him first though. He hasn't had a meal since he got here and he was dropped off in the middle of one of our scheduled feedings. I'll upload the necessary information to your data pads. Dismissed."
Each of the guards saluted The Grand Counsel Woman and left her office.
Kamikaze laid down on his cot sound asleep. His ears began to twitch as the lift outside of him began to climb the wall his cell was on. He rolled over turning his back towards his vast and vacant cell. The lift came to a halt in front of his cell and a loud bull horn sounded. Kamikaze's head jerked at the sound.
As he rolled over looking towards the glass window he saw one of the two guards entering a code into the keypad next to his cell while the other brandished a plasma rifle. The cell window hissed open and the guard entering the key code reached down to the lift and picked up a tray of food. He walked into the cell placing the tray on the floor and kicking it over to Kamikaze. "Hurry up and eat it! You're scheduled for a psychological evaluation."
Kamikaze looked up at the guard and flopped out of bed. Looking down at his ray he saw the most bizarre looking food he had ever seen. There seemed to be what looked like a chicken drumstick that was colored green with blue spots. The food was practically scentless and when he placed it in his mouth two eat it he found it to also be tasteless. He didn't seem to mind. He sat there staring at both of the guards through squinted eyes as he ate what was given to him.
As he finished off the last of whatever he had been given him the guard holding the plasma rifle took aim at him as the other slowly approached Kamikaze with a set of double shackles. Kamikaze watched him as he knelt down and placed the cuffs on his paws. The guard stood up quickly and stepped away from him. "You're not going to resist or fight?"
Kamikaze leaned over towards the guard. "You haven't pissed me off yet." as he finished his sentence his antenna and spines shot out of his body. The guard that had placed the shackles on him flinched.
The guard with the plasma rife readjusted his aim and waved the barrel of the gun towards the platform. "Stop wasting time and get moving."