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As the fight was drawing to a close he turned and saw that the woman looked as if she was sparring a man who had punched her a few times. Shadow calmly walked to the woman and the man, she had her foot on his back, he squatted near the mans face and said "now this fine lady spares your life but i am a man of manners and you hit this beautiful lady." with this shadow took his blade and put it at the nape of the mans neck and slowly sawed through his spine listening to the man howl in terror and pain. After shadow was done killing the man he looked up and introduced himself to her "i have no name but people call me shadow" he grinned as he extended his hand.

Shadow looked at Poison as she examined her wound. when she said “by any chance you wouldn’t have some thread and a needle or something like it?” he cringed. "I' am sorry the best i can do for thread at the moment is cutting a piece of my shirt and taking the thread out of it. I just got dropped in same like you, you probably saw the fucking bounty hunter that threw me here when i get my hands on him...." his voice trailed of he remembered he was in the presence of a lady. " Forgive me ma'am i did not watch my tongue." remarked Shadow.

Shadow was deep in thought, he was wondering on how to help Poison with her wound and her denouncing herself as a lady. " I'am quite sure that you are a women and i treat all women with respect until they stab me in the back which i am hoping you won't do" with this said Shadow made it obvious that he was impressed with her skills by viewing the dead inmates on the ground. While he was looking at the inmates he saw a glint near one of the corpses. he knelt down to pick it up. He had found the answer to his first problem he had found a small spring. While he was knelt over he grabbed the spring by both ends and he pulled it out so that it was straight. he then fashioned it into a small needle. he turned and said to Poison " i have found the solution to your problem." he showed her the spring that he fashioned into a needle handing it to her at the same time. Now for thread, Shadow began to remove his shirt.

Kronus laughed as the man and women fought, then chatted at the close of the fight.

"Amateurs." he said to himself watching the to-be combatant convicts dash away from the man and women. He pulled his spear off his back, looking over the metal edge. He picked up a rock and walked back to his cell.

This place is even more boring then Crematoria is said to be he thought as he brought the rock down in a crushing arch, snapping the metal in half. He picked up the section of metal, a 3 foot long blade. He began to sharpen it slowly.

As he sat there, he dug in his pockes with his other hand, pulling out anything he had been able to smuggle in. He stopped sharpening and looked over his possessions. He had managed to bring in roughly 400 creds, which he put back, but pushed the rest off of the bed.

So boring

Shadow had watched Poison so her skin like it was nothing. This girl is quite amazing he thought "Don't worry about my shirt its to hot here anyways." Scorpio said to the girl. Suddenly he saw movement from the corner of his eye the man with a spear that was watching them and that had followed him was leaving. Scorpio had seen her hand and he gladly offered his in return to help her stand. "hopefully that doesn't pain you to badly," Scorpio uttered while he helped her up. Scorpio had finally gotten a chance to see her womanly form she had the perfect curves and her hands were smooth as silk. Scorpio then asked " what next should we wait until your healed to break out?"

Shadow had agreed with Poison, he wanted some company when he left just incase the necromongers were to show up like last time..... he told himself not to remember last time it was too much of a headache for him to deal with. While walking to the man's cell shadow could not help but notice that Poison's rear was a sight to see and soon his attention was taken up by it. Finally they got to his cell and april exclaimed “How’s it going there?” Shadow gave this man a smile just for good measure.

Kronus didnt look up, seemingly intent on sharpening his blade. The women was standing inhis cell doorway, with the man she was fighting with looking over her shoulder.

"The same it will always be in this hell hole. Hot, twisted, and a pain in the ass." he replied. He stood up and looked the two over, examining them. If they attacked he was in a bit of a disposition. He propped the spear within arms reach on the wall.

"Kronus." he said, offering his hand.

Kronus laughed a little and stood up.

"Hehe, I've only been here a few hours more than yourselves. I was dropped off by some mercs and lowered into this hole maybe two hours or so before you." he said sarcastically. He smiled. They both looked like they were ready to break out. He chuckled to himself and met eye contact with the women. She seems like the type to take control.

He looked up as the buzzer rang for a good 30 seconds and his enhanced senses picked out scratching coming down one of the shafts.

"Get in here!" he shouted, grabbing Poison by the shoulder and dragging her into the cell, followed by Shadow. He closed the door and hefted the bed of the small cell, pulling it from its hinges to the wall and securing it in place to bar the door, removing th mattress, if thats what it could be called, to see through the supports. He reached up and tore a hanging chain from the roof, the remains as a light that used to be there. He grabbed his spear and stood ready to attack, weapon angled to the door, his enhanced senses tracking the hell hounds as they came down the shaft to the prison.

He was answered that they had entered by a tortured scream as one of the inmates was torn apart on the highest level of the prison. Then another. And another. He smiled and tightened his grip on the spear haft.

I really need a new door he thought to himself as he watched carefully between the bars for the 300 pound beast that would roam for the night.

maybe one on one of the higher levels where my skills are useful.

Sonja couldn't help but jump as a scream echoed she looked around frantically, all the prisoners were running into their cells and locking all the doors. A grunt escaped as she was pushed aside and shoved against the railing, the railing creaked loudly. Growling had Sonja look up, she large bulky figure loomed over her five flights above. Her mouth dropped in surprise, another scream had her running for a cell. Cell by cell she ran past but all were closed and faces watched her with fear. There! She found a cell and could see a couple of inmates were having difficulty closing. She was 5 cells down when the metal flooring beneath her shook as the large figure fell from the floor above with a loud thump. Holding her breath she quickly climbed up the bars of the cell next to her and then up against the metal flooring above, she was now parallel to the floor slowly moving towards the open cell door. The mutt-like creature had yet to see the open cell, it was sniffing and growling. It had smelled her but did not know where she was. Her arms burned by the time she was directly in front of the cell. She agonizingly lowered herself onto the ground but decided to just drop when she spotted a second mutt running at her. Yanking the cell door she dove in and rammed the cell closed. The bars rattled violently from the force of her push and the force of the mutts ramming against the bars. She could see the doors beginning to slid open and the mutts knew it. She was about to hold the door closed when a man appeared in the corner of her eyes, he was running he had not been able to find a cell. Smelling the man the mutts paused in their attack on her cell door before running at the man. The scream of the man brought a sickening relief in her, she was safe, for now. What were those things?

Roman and Raze made it to the ship in less than half an hour. Raze quickly ran onto the ship and checked it. So far it looked clear.

"Hey!" Roman called to one of the docking workers. "You refuel my ship yet?" she asked walking over to him. The man jumped off a crate and picked up an electronic clip board,

"Nautical V?" he asked and Roman nodded. "You'll be at a quarter fuel in ten minutes," he said looking back up at her.

"Make is five and I'll slip a few creds your way." The man smiled greedily and entered a few numbers on the board.

"Roman Martyr?" she turned and saw two guards walking toward her. Instinctively her hand dropped to the gun in her hip holster. "Warden wants to see you, he's got a new bount." Roman looked over her shoulder and Raze who only shrugged.

"Fine, but he better make it quick," Roman said and followed the guards to the Warden's office. She entered without knocking and saw him standing near the window looking at the prison below.

"Hell hounds," he said without turning to look at her. "Very effective for keeping inmates in line," he chuckled. "Pias Lodicker, otherwise known as Crym. Seventeen murders, armed robbery, and deadly assault on five government officials. Last seen in the Gamma Quadrant near Tolin 5. Thirty thousand credits, what do you say?" he asked as he grabbed a file off the table and handed it to Roman. She flipped it open and looked at the picture.

"That's a big boy," she said shaking her head. "Looks like he weighs closer to forty thousand."

"Thirty-two."

"Thirty-eight"

"Thirty-five."

"Thirty-eight." The Warden glared but silently nodded. "Good. As always, he stops being my priority as soon as we..."

"Lock him in the cell," the Warden finished. Roman's eye twitched, but it was her turn to nod. The Warden grinned, his partly severed lip exposing his teeth. "See you in two weeks, Roman."

Roman walked toward the door. She was reaching for the handle when an alarm sounded. roman would have figured it was the second warning call for the hounds, except that the Warden suddenly gasped and a red light was flashing. She turned back to him and his eyes were bulging as he looked out the window.

"What?" she asked feeling her heart sink. She ran to the window and saw dozens of prisoners scrambling up the walls. One of the was wrestling with a guard. The prisoner grabbed the gun, shot the guard, and turned to the window. He blasted it and the Warden tackled Roman as the glass shattered.

"All hands to the first level, this is not a drill!" a voice came over the intercom. Roman shoved the Warden off of her and stood.

"Raze!" she called into her communicator. "Prison's going to hell, get the ship running." Roman ran for the door, but the Warden tripped her.

"Wait for the guards to secure the floor!" he said with a wild look in his eyes. Roman ignored him and tried to stand. "Don't open that door!" he yelled and hit her over the head. Her vision swam and she collapsed trying to regain some sense of consciousness. She had to get out before the prisoners got loose!

Kronus heard Poison shutter behind him and the corner of his lip twitched into a tiny smirk.

"Hellhounds. 300 pounds of pure muscle, razor sharp teeth and claws, and one hell of a lot of bad attitude. They were back on my home planet, and several of my contracts had a few as guard dogs." he said, forgetting to lower his voice. The beast ran back to the cell door, slamming into the broken and battered bars. If it werent for the bed supports, he would be dead. The bars bent as the beast snarled and slammed itself against the bars again, its leathery hide beginning to split as the razor edged cell door stabbed into it.

He smiled and let out a quiet sigh of relief as the beast let out a final growl and continued past.

"Looks like we'll all be in here for the night." he said as he propped his spear against the wall and grabbed a hanging chird from the roof, yanking it from the tiny bit of cement holding most of it up. He secured the chord to both walls behind the support and intertwined it with the cell door. He then sat down in the back of the cell, facing the cell door with his spear propped up against the wall, ready for trouble.

Shadow had been waiting for Kronus's reply but when kronus had stated he had been there for only two hours Shadow was eager to leave, he was already growing tired of being locked up. Suddenly Poison and was dragged in the cell, he followed because he heard the growls and screams of what he could only guess as hell hounds. Kronus had grabbed his bed frame and put it against the metal bars to make sure that the hell hounds would not be able to get in the cell. Great Shadow thought he was stuck here for the night. Shadow looked over to poison than reminded himself he was in good company. "So while we wait anyone got a board game, or do you guys want to get serious and plan a way to escape?"

The black dots finally faded from Roman's vision and she pulled herself to her feet. The Warden was standing at the window blasting a shot gun at any prisoner's who came even remotely close to the scaffolding below them.

"Screw this," she said and headed for the door. She threw it open and froze. On the other side of the door stood at least four prisoners armed with blunt weapons, the largest of all of them was Hector Bruin, the man she'd brought into the prison only that morning. He grinned when he saw her and headed toward the door. Roman backpedaled, slammed the door, and locked it. "We got company!" she shouted to the Warden.

"What?" he asked turning to face her. Roman was already pulling the heavy metal bookshelf in front of the door when Bruin began ramming it from the other side.

"How long do you think that door will last," Roman asked slightly out of breath. The Warden was beyond paranoid at this point. He was irrational. "Warden! Can't you call for backup or something?"

"There is no back up...we're it. All my guards...killed or-or ran, there's no one." Roman rolled her eyes.

"Raze," she said into her communicator. "Our house guests are making a break. We're trapped in the Warden's office. Download the blueprints and make a new door."

"I'm on it!"

"I say ten, fifteen minutes max and we're out of here. We just have to hold them off until then. How many shells you got left?" The Warden opened the back of his gun.

"Six."

"Ok then," Roman said slightly worried. "I got ten rounds in the chamber," she said pulling out her own guns. "It'll have to do."