Snippet #2552956

Butch

“Even if I don’t want to admit it but I can’t deny the fact that I could have been used unconsciously to spy on your weaknesses. That was not something she told me when I got the promotion. I only got it because apparently I was the first one to stand up to you like that… and well… it wouldn’t be so strange if I got it just because you did show a new side of you at that moment. It sucks… Because I have been told I can’t interrogate or anything like that without you there. This really sucks. I hate the thought of being used like that.”

"I don't know what to say... Really Dominique. I know you would not cripple me intentionally, but the warden- she's a mysterious figure and a tricky warden. Most have no clue of what she looks like. No history or background information of her, no one even knows her damn name- she's just the Warden. But I really shouldn't speak of her negatively, she can hear everything, know everything. But she has two rules, don't let the prisoners escape, and don't kill as long if they are important. But don't worry, I know you wouldn't do that to me. I trust you Dominique, remember that."

Butch glanced over to a digital clock to see what time it was before the session, it was close just a few more minutes. So they should start heading down there. Butch arose from the cushions, stretching as he did so. While walking and traveling down the elevator Butch informed Dominique, "Listen we have Vega Archer next, ex-cop. I say we crack hard on her today, you know what I mean physical offensive action. Either I hit her or you, we have to see how she reacts to an attack. Her reflexes, strengthens, and strategies. It may not sound pretty but this prison. Oh by the way, she'll be wearing a shock collar."
Vega

”Don’t say that Vega, she wouldn’t want anyone of us dead. She’s not like that…”

"Ahh... Mei," Vega sighed shaking her head. "You never fail to be so... Naive."

“Well… you can consider yourself lucky that you have your first today. I don’t know why but the man was completely different today then he has been the other ones. The first day I got my organs mashed because he kind of kicked me in the stomach… and he broke one of my fingers… Pet-—I got it fixed right after."

Vega was irritated when hearing her little sister was battered like that, but she wasn't surprise. Vega almost understood Mei's attacker, for she knew cops that were made out of metal and cold as ice. But she also knew a cop saw inside of a prisoner, for Vega herself is guilty of all the same. And Vega had already prepared her mind for the sessions for the horrors.

Yesterday was horrible! It was really scary… It was disgusting… He touched me and if it wasn’t for the woman in there he would touched inside of the shirt also… And found my knife, oh! That’s a secret.”

Vega's body suddenly became very tense when Mei acknowledged her of the session the day before. "He touched you? That son of a bitch touch you? Like you know touched? Damn it, I would ask for that knife to slash that bastard in the throat, but I think you'll need it more than me. But hang on it, don't lose it. Though, where in the hell would you even get a knife, Mei?"

A whistle blew, it was shower time however Vega would not be visiting the showers today, instead she was escorted to the interrogation room. But with Mei, the shower rooms where not as bad as her first wash. In fact with the new fresh meats, she wasn't even seen as a target anymore. Instead of being beaten there were others who were. Some new cocky inmates did deserve it, others where like Mei- prey to be captured. But Mei did still raise an eyebrow, but her story was like old news- the excitement had worn out.

Vega sat in the same room as her sister did, just thinking of the things they did to Mei. Vega didn't like it, not one bit, but she also didn't like the fact a collar was tied to neck, like she was some dog. But she knew she could use it to her advantage... some how... or another. But she was ready now.