Without saying a word, the guard accompanying him led him, at gunpoint towards the main building of the complex. Gabriel was nervous: he had heard that all of Dominus' most dangerous criminals and terrorists were kept in the coliseum. What had the judge been thinking when he sent a seventeen year old boy here?
It wasn't long before they crossed the threshold, and Gabriel immediately noticed that something was wrong. He tried to move his fifth and sixth limbs, but had no success. They weren't responding at all!
Before he could say anything, the guard behind him laughed. "Don't even try, kid," he chuckled, pushing Gabriel forward with the butt of his gun. "The building cuts off all access to your abilities. Have fun lugging those dead weights around!" He cut off when they entered the cell hallway, worried that his superiors might hear him. They soon approached an ordinary cell with about seven or eight people in it. In addition to them, there were several people grouped outside the small room. "You'll be staying here for now."
Gabriel knew better than to argue. He had often learned the hard way that not all people were as forgiving as his mistresses. When the electromagnetic shield went down, Gabriel entered, doing his best to avoid the glances of an other people nearby. The buzzing of the barrier soon resumed, and Gabriel went to sit down against a relatively empty patch of wall. He immediately curled up into a ball and tried to forget his surroundings.
Only one and a half years, he thought. I can make it, right?