Chapter 2- house rules.
It wasn't the best of situations.
Going into a prison was one thing. Going in hungry was another!
Despite the fact he did nothing wrong, what was done was beyond his control. Garou still found himself on the losing side, no matter what good he attempts to do, it appears his past will always come and take away his future. Normally, the prisoners get all rallied up when 'fresh meat' walks through the halls, yet, once they saw Garou. None of them dared to get close to him. They all clung to the back of their cells and waited for him to pass. He knew some of these men too. Garou remembers beating nearly half the occupants up when the Heroes Association turned to the criminals for help from the monster attacks.
Besides, he wouldn't be with these low lives. He has to be thrown in with the worst of the worst. Where the guards won't step in should something happen, until Puri Puri breaks out again. No, Garou was going to the no man's land of the prison. Pity for the inmates who have no idea he was coming…
Inside the prison block.
"Fresh meat coming it!"
"Oh yeah, finally, someone else boss can have and give us a break!"
"Oh yeah, boss likes breaking in the new boys, as long as they are cute enough in his books."
"Here's hoping for a young buck!"
As the massive door opened, the prisoners stepped back and waited to see who was the unlucky soul to enter. At first, there was no one there. Until the officers pointed inside. "In you go."
When he appeared, everyone's blood ran cold. Garou turned and entered the prison. The door froze as it tried to close back up again. With a flick of his tail, he managed to shut it tight. There was an odd silence among the convicts. Garou strolled past them without a word, he found a corner of the prison to call his own and claimed it. But first, he had to contend with this pain. He felt himself slipping again, his body began to expand and contract against his will, and he has to settle himself down. "No one bother me during meditation" he warned. With a quick flip, he embedded his feet into the bars, hung upside down and wrapped his wing around his body.
"Someone… want to get the boss."
"I ain't doing it…"
"Not it!"
"What's with the silence out there!"
Garou tried to drown them out, he needed to focus or else he would erupt. He couldn't do that here, not now. Yet he cringed the voice of Puri Puri Prisoner. "Oh? New workout equipment?"
He felt Prisoner's decent to the ground floor, he shook the place just slightly, but not enough to really bother Garou just yet. "Boss, it ain't no bag, don't go near it!" warned one of the men. Garou could feel him coming closer.
"I don't need this right now" he said to himself. However, his tail made certain, Puri Puri kept his distance and gave a warning snap to the S class hero.
"Oh that is it!" Garou sensed the punch coming. He managed to catch the fist as it came mere inches before striking him. Opening his wings, Garou peered out and glared. "Garou!" said a stunned Puri Puri
"Do you mind?" he said. "I am trying to meditate!"
What was suppose to be a gentle toss back sent Puri Puri across the room, Garou closed up his wings once more and continued his meditation.
"Boss, what do we do?"
Puri Puri gulped. "Stay the hell away from it!"
