First real chapter up and the start of the story
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It was Friday 13th of October, a unlucky day to many people. The story starts off in the Iron Vault Prison located in Australia, the area this building took was the size of two football stadiums while the height was half the size of statue of liberty. Walls painted black and prisoners uniform orange, it had many halls and each section contained a category of prisoners such as section 1 was where the robbers were staying, it also housed thugs, a small group of murderers and one psychotic man. At 10:10, the warden Kurt Angle sent four of his guards to go collect the one psychotic man as he had some news for the prisoner. The walk from the office to section 4 didn't take long as they didn't want to make the warden wait, two stood on either side of the door with their guns up while the other opened the door to the cell, stepping into the room they found prisoner Sx139DA on his bed arm draped across his eyes.
"Warden wants to see you" One guard stated.
"I haven't done anything" Came a tired replied from the man on the bed.
"He will explain the situation with you"
Prisoner Sx139DA lifted his arm up and moved it to his side as he got to his feet with a grin, the second guard placed cuffs onto his wrist and once they checked him they lead him out of the cell and towards, guns never being lowered. The third guard knocked on the door upon reaching the office, hearing a come in from the warden they stepped in closing the door behind.
Kurt was sorting out the paper work for prisoner Sx139DA then he heard the knock and soon he came to face with the one psychotic man, Iron Vault's first and only.
Dean Ambrose aka The Lunatic Fringe
"Take a seat" he said.
Dean was going to reply that he rather stand up but one of the guard's shoved him into the seat, he growled watching them leave however they stayed by the door, he could see their shadows. Turning around to face Kurt, he leaned back into the chair with one leg resting on the other. Pushing his hair back, he grinned as he leaned forward, who knew what was running through that sick twisted mind of his.
"So tell me why Ive been called down" Dean said.
"The state and several others including myself have decided to transfer you out of Iron Vault and transfer you to Alcatraz" Kurt explained as he stood up.
"Your moving me, I like it here, why?"
Kurt looked at Dean and did not like the grin, the man was enjoying the fact they couldn't handle him, Ambrose was not a stupid man. Moving to his window, Kurt let out a sigh as he watched several guards were trying to cover the massive blood stains on the ground and just last week he had to have several bodies pulled down from the wall, Dean was a sick man.
"You have killed over 40 prisoners Dean, you hung their bodies on the wall by the entrance on visiting day"
"It was beautiful art" Dean commented with a small laugh.
"We can't afford to have you here so we are sending you to Alcatraz as they love to cater the sick"
"So when do I leave?" Dean asked.
"Now, Jack Swagger will accompany you to your flight and make sure you arrive in one piece to San Francisco"
The doors opened to reveal a tall blonde muscular man, he screamed all-American to Dean, the guy walked over to Kurt and the two spoke before Dean was pulled to his feet. Jack made sure to seal the cuffs under Dean's clothes, he pushed him to the door but Dean turned his head with a grin before he was pushed out, Jack closed the door behind. Kurt swore he heard the other prisoners cheer for the fact Dean was leaving, he watched from his window as the two exited out of the building before entering a car.
Engine coming to life, the car rolled out of the gates before soon it became a dot in the distance, Kurt sat in his chair letting out a sigh of relief.
Dean Ambrose was now Alcatraz's problem.
The journey wasn't too long as their flight was an earlier one and Jack didn't want them to be late so the guy took short cuts he knew, Dean sat in the passenger seat staring out the window, he watched the area they passed and was glad to have these finally moments locked into his memory before it all became grey walls yet again. Soon they arrived at a parking lot, Jack had gotten out of the car and went to the back to grabbed their two bags but made sure to lock Dean in. This guard was no fun to him and Dean couldn't wait to get rid of him, the blonde man opened his door and roughing pulled him out.
"Not nice" he said in a mocking tone.
"You try anything I will shoot" Jack threatened again.
Jack made it looked like they were pals flying out and Jack couldn't help but play along as he could see the guard hated doing it. Getting their tickets had been easy as a tall Samoan had let them go in front as he was searching for his passport in his bag, Dean noticed that the guy's eyebrow went further up his face, he had never seen that before , it was a bit weird. He had tried to copy the eyebrow trick when they headed to their terminal nine but he couldn't do it, soon they reach their terminal nine and sat in the seats.
Nine more minutes they had to wait till the gates up, Jack was reading a book that he had pulled out of his bag so Dean had decided to people watch, in the left corner was a single man was reading a book in the language of the Swiss so he turned to the right and saw a couple. The guy looked like he was dealing drugs while she looked young to be his daughter, the women was wearing a wedding ring and kept playing with it.
'Engaged' he thought as he continued.
Dean soon stopped his vision on a blonde women digging through her bag, he couldn't see her face but the guy next to her looked ridiculous as he was wearing fur pants. He was going to point it out to Jack but the guy pulled him up as they had opened the gates so they all flooded into the narrow passage way. On the plane, people were locating their seats and so were they but when they reached their seat both Dean and Jack noticed someone was in their seat while Randy didn't care, Jack was not happy about this.
"Excuse me your in my seat"Jack said pulling out his ticket to show the guy.
The tall muscular Samoan , not the same from before as this one had long black hair while the other was bald/shaved. He got up and looked at the ticket before shaking his head as he pulled out his own ticket while motioning for a flight attendant.
"I believe your ticket says differently "he replied back with a dark low tone.
So Jack and Dean looked at the ticket and the guy was right, Jack's seat was not of this one but on the other side which he could see annoyed the blonde guard, Dean wanted to laugh as the flight attendant gently tugged Jack to his real seat but the guy had whispered to him that if he did anything stupid he would shoot. Sitting down, Dean was glad to be away from Jack as he couldn't stand the guy, he looked at the guy who he was sitting next to.
"He's not your friend is he" the guy said as he was looking at a leaflet.
"Aww how can you tell?" Dean replied smiling.
"The guy didn't conceal your cuffs well, Im Roman Reigns " he answered with a smile.
"Dean so what brings you on this flight?" Dean replied as he leaned back into his seat.
"Im heading to a new job in San Francisco also a family meet up, guessing you're a transfer" He said motioning to the cuff's, Roman took it upon himself to fix them as it was bothering him.
Dean nodded as he was right but he wasn't going to tell Roman that he was being shipped to Alcatraz, he was grateful that this man wasn't judging him and even decided to help him hide the cuff's, he really started to like this guy. Not long the fasten your seat belts came on and the flight attendants did their normal routine before the plane started to take off, as it was just about to leave the ground, Dean scratched his neck feeling a bit uneasy but he ignored it. Once in the air, Dean looked over to Jack and saw his guard was talking to an old man with a funny beard, he un-buckled his seat belt and stretched his arms,
"God I hate those flight attendants" Dean commented with a frown.
"They do tend to get boring" Roman replied with laughter.
"Would you guys care for a drink?"
Both men turned around and saw Flight attendant with the name badge Eva Marie, with a cart, Roman asked for a Pepsi so she handed him his drink then she turned to Dean and leaned forward, she was trying to flirt with him by showing off her chest but he wasn't having any of it, the girl was ugly.
"So whats your poison darling?" she asked.
"Water and don't call me darling "Dean replied.
Eva let out a huff as she gave him a water before turning to the people in the aisle seat next to them, soon she moved on and he opened his bottle then took a swing. He couldn't understand why people always asked him that, did he look like the person to drink.
"No alcohol?" Roman asked.
"Im recovering" Dean replied in a soft whisper.
"How long you been sober?" Roman asked facing Randy.
"It's been four years now" Dean answered feeling proud in himself.
"That's good man, self-control, most people I meet tell me they slipped or gone back to the bottle but I can tell you're a man of your word " Roman said.
This boosted his ego a lot, he never met some who praised him, Dean smiled as he got up. After a trip to the loo's, he came back to his seat to find Roman was fast asleep with his earbuds in. Sitting down, he looked through the movie list but nothing seemed good so he let out a sigh and turned his head to look at the people in the other aisle seats. One seat was empty while the other had the blonde he had seen at the airport but she didn't look good, he could see she was gripping the seat and her eyes looked moist ready to cry, she was afraid and now this touched Dean slightly. He didn't see the guy she was with last time so he looked over the back to see the guy flirting with the red head Eva Marie and now that pissed him off, he went by a motto of treating a girl right so he got up and sat in the empty seat, she had turned to him looking confused but he spoke first wanting to break the ice.
"So where are you heading to?" He asked as the plane was making two more stops before San Francisco.
"San Francisco you?" She replied, her gripping on the sear becoming more relaxed.
"Same, Im heading out there for a new place, what you heading there for. Modelling?" Dean said with a grin.
"No, I wish, Im entering a dance competition" she answered with a smile.
"With those long legs I guess ballerina" he motioned with a tilt of his head but she shook her head.
"No, I doing the salsa with my boyfriend, he loves that dance but I am a ballerina"
He thought about her boyfriend being in a tight suit and laughed, she asked what he was laughing about so Dean explained it to her and soon the stunning blonde began to laugh with him. She was totally relaxed and was no longer gripping the seat, he felt good for talking to her.
"Dean Ambrose"he said holding out his hand.
"Summer Rae, it was nice meeting you"she replied as she was about to shake his hand but he brought her hand to his lips and kissed her hand.
"It was a pleasure meeting you"he replied with a wink making her laugh, no more sadness in her eyes.
Soon the two began to talk about motorsport, Dean couldn't believe this women was into that kind of sport. Summer was telling him about the things he missed while he had been in prison, it was nice however he heard someone cough so they both turned around to find her boyfriend standing by the seat not with a happy face.
"You're in my seat" he said.
Dean got up but sent a smile to Summer before he was back in his owe seat, the guy sat down and was talking to Summer, Dean could tell he was asking what was going on. He had the nerve to ask her that while he had been flirting with Eva, that pissed Dean right off. But he wouldn't do anything with Jack around, he couldn't afford to do anything which annoyed him. Leaning back into his seat, Dean decided to close his eyes and soon he fell asleep but he was awoken to a jolt of the plane, his wide open he looked to the window and saw blue sky so he looked to Roman who was awake.
"Did the plane jolt?"he asked.
"Yeah, it's been the fourth one to happen, something isn't right" Roman replied.
He didn't like the sound of that then it hit him that Roman had said the fourth one, it meant he slept through the others then he remembered Summer, turning around quick he noticed her boyfriend was gone again and she looked terrified so he called out her name, Summer turned to him a lone tear had already made it out of her eyes, he motioned her to move to the next seat and she did. Reaching his hands out to her, he didn't care if his sleeves rolled up to reveal his cuff's, Summer needed someone to be there for her and it surprised him that she took his hands into hers. She had ignored the cuff's, Summer wasn't going to judge him and it made him smile inside. The plane shook again but it got worst, Dean was trying to make her laugh, not to think of the plane however god had other plans, the next jolt brought out the little mask from the ceiling.
Dean helped Summer get hers on while Roman placed his mask on, he nodded to Roman and turned back to Summer .
"Summer breath"he said with a calm voice.
"Im scared" she muttered her chest rising quickly.
"Nothing is going to happen you because this plane is going to get me to my destination" Dean replied.
It made her smile a little and he knew it was working but god being the idiot he was decided differently, the plane shook but was tilting left and right which caused Summer, Dean and a few others to fall out of their seats. However before they could get back up, the plane started to tilt back causing people to fall to the end of the tail, Roman had caught onto Dean while he had grabbed Summer before she could slip down. He made sure to make Summer look at him and only him, Dean had seen some one get killed by the cart that had fallen through, he wouldn't let her see that, the plane shook and she buried her head into her arms but he pulled her closer and shouted her name, she lifted her head up which made him smile.
"Dean"she said softly as she looked into his eyes.
"Summer, I will never let go, I swear "he replied.
God hated him for sure, maybe he should of gone to church.
The plane shook and twisted which sent a jolt through the plane, it caused Dean and Summer to let go. He had tried to reach out and grab her hand but all he had gotten was the bracelet around her wrist, Dean watched in horror as Summer fell through the curtain and the tail end of the plane ripped off, taking Summer with it. He could see the blue sky, the smoke and flames but none of that mattered as he screamed her name.
"SUMMER!"
Roman pulled him back into his seat before his world turned black, the image that went through his mind was Summer falling, her tears stricken face as she reached out to him.
He had promise her he would never let go.
He had failed.
Ok I've written more but decided to separate it in little sections so its seems there more also it allows me to carry on writing while being able to post.
Reviews are welcomed and I as an Arthur is grateful.
The next chapter may not be up very soon as I'm still working on it but I will try to get it up.