A nightmare, a striking pain, humiliation, laughter followed by anger. These were the emotions that were rolling all through Stinger's head while he was facing the strange wolf-type Altered that had recently joined the prison.Darkness had filled his eyes, with a pain that was coursing through his entire body. However, that pain subsided; it was disappearing, and he could feel his body working in other ways.Then finally, his eyes started to open bit by bit, and he could see a face staring directly back at him. A man with a short gray beard and white hair. He had wrinkles behind the eyes but broad shoulders and a deep look in them."Calvin Muller!" Stinger said, his voice shaky.He was wondering right now, why, why could he see the North group leader of all things. Wasn't he just facing the green-haired boy moments ago?Calvin slowly pulled away his head and went back to sitting on the ground. When Stinger looked around, he noticed that he was on the north side of the prison. The nort
Gary and Elijah had met when the latter was running an undercover operation trying to find the source of the black substance. In the end, it looked like the substance was linked to NIRV in one way or another.An organization that was incredibly large and seemed to have its hands in everything, including those at White Rose. Because of it, Elijah knew that it would be hard for him to pursue things further unless more evidence was able to be gathered.The thing was, Elijah was restricted to doing things by the books and only doing work that would be handed to him by White Rose themselves. That was why he had agreed to stay in contact with Kai and the Howlers.A win-win situation for both groups as they would share information related to matters that would help them along. Unfortunately, there wasn't much in terms of information about the dark solution to go on.However, the contact between the two still stayed somewhat frequent, and even now, while Elijah was at White Rose, he had been
No matter what Stinger did, he was unable to get rid of the throbbing pain from his shoulder. Once in a while, the pain would shoot through his body, and it was putting him in a bad mood.It wasn't just that, though; it was also the frequent stares that he would get from the other prisoners. Once in a while, they would give him smirks, even those that were part of no group, thinking that they were all that.Stinger had eventually returned to his group's hangout spot, by the giant staircase. When he headed there, the rest of his gang was currently there as well, including the ones that had been hurt.They were all better now, back in action, and a couple of them had already gotten in a few scuffles as because of the treatment that Stinger was getting, the other members were getting it as well.Those part of no group felt a little more confident and had decided to fight back, but it didn't end well for the others. Stinger's group was strong, just not in comparison to Gary.Dragging his
Stinger was on his way to the south side of the prison, and he was venturing there alone. He didn't want to bring his group with him because he needed to make it clear that he was going alone.As he was making his way there, he froze for a second. Turning his head to his right, he could see the guard entering with none other than Gary Dem behind him. The two of them caught eyes for a moment, but quickly Gary just looked away.'That b*stard, I bet he's surprised to see me alive,' Stinger thought in his head as he continued his way to the south side.Similar to the north side, there was a part of the prison where one knew they were in the south side because there were several members that would be guarding the area. However, it was unlike the north side where the members would stand by the hallways.The south members strangely sat down every ten meters or so, and they made it quite clear they knew Stinger was there based on the looks they had given.'Alright, I haven't had much time to
Blackjack, not much was actually known about the prisoner, yet everyone who was in the prison knew his name, and the reason for it was simple. Right in the center of the prison, everyone had witnessed him taking on the Warden and attempting to escape.Many had tried to escape before, and the Warden had quickly dealt with them all. It didn't take much for everyone to quickly figure out that they had no chance against the Warden.On top of that, the Warden made it quite clear, even if they could make it past her, what were they going to do then? Go past the hundreds of White Rose Agents that were in the base.Escape was impossible from the Prison, which is why most of those in the prison made it their whole way of life.As for Blackjack, his name was spread because everyone had witnessed the fight he had with the Warden. It was the first time they had seen the Warden on the back foot. Eventually, just like all those that had gone against the Warden, Blackjack ended up losing, but people
Stinger was confused; he was trying to summon his tail, his main weapon that he had used a number of times. Yet, when he tried, it was almost as if his own body wasn't listening to him, and the throbbing pain that was felt on his shoulder was returning.It was taking over his body, not allowing him to do almost anything. At times, when he was low on energy, or had just gotten out of a big fight, he wouldn't be able to transform, but apart from the throbbing pain, he felt fine, so why wasn't it working?"Get out!" Stinger shouted, and forced the tail out of his body. He was covered in sweat but even more so, he was frustrated at everything that was happening.With his stinger, he turned around and stabbed it right toward where Blackjack currently was. It looked like a perfect hit, but when it managed to go right through his body, it had exploded into what was seemingly dust; it was an afterimage.Right after that, Stinger was trying to keep track of where Blackjack was, but he was noth
A couple of days had passed in the prison with not much happening. There were the normal scuffles that would occur here and there, but there wasn't anything large and eventful like there was before.Stinger and his group were back to doing their usual hanging out on the staircase, trying to act big in front of all the other prisoners that weren't in a group. The south and north groups kept separate from each other, with a few members getting in trouble with each other here and there.If there was one change, it was just that Blackjack started to come out of his cell more, scanning the open areas. To everyone, there seemed to be no reason for this.For Gary, he too had mostly stayed in his cell but had come out and was pacing back and forth in the open area, no one saying a word to him.‘It's been three days in total since I got here. A lot could happen in three days with the Howlers,’ Gary thought to himself. ‘I thought Elijah would have come back by now with some news of what is goin
When Gary was pacing back and forth, he had been listening to everything the other prisoners had said about the new arrival. He had heard what he had done in his past, how he killed not just those who had been declared a target but their families as well.Just while listening to the story, Gary was reminded of his own family, his mother who had ended up in the situation she was currently in. He still had no idea who was responsible for it.One thing he was sure of: it was in the middle of the Color Gang attack, and it was because of people like Boulder that those in his family got hurt. What Gary didn't expect was for Boulder to try and attack him out of the blue."What the f*ck, how is this scrawny man stopping my attack?" Boulder shouted.Desperate, Boulder tried to move his hands, but he couldn't. He started to feel a stinging sensation in his knuckles. He could see the deep claws digging into his large fist. It felt like it was impossible for him to pull it out.In desperation, he