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[Thugren]

YOur life was always hard..but that story doesnt matter nos does it. after your sentenncing and the brutal asswhuppinbg put on you by the guards, you were collared, shoved into a bus and taken to the cage. After yet another pounding by the guards, you and 30 other inmates are shoved into a cargo container and put on a boat. It was a sickening ride, with your comrades puking and wetting thesmemlves from fear or sickness. Eventually after waht felt like days, you feel the container shake and you can hear the roars of an arena down below.

 

"Annnnnnd lets gewt ready for the next flux of prisoners"

 

a voice from outside yells  to uproarious applause. There is a teeth shaking jar as the container is set down and you can hear locks being disengaged as your fellow inmates begin to stand, readying to burst out agaisnt anything waiting in front of them

[Draco Ny'ade]

Ari stands, stretching and clicking his knuckles. 

 

"Well, this is going to be interesting" (to no-one in particular)

[Thugren]

the door flies open, and light floods in. Without warning gunfire erupts toward you, striking the first people pressed against the door before it opened , and cutting down more and more as some people duck to avoid it

[Draco Ny'ade]

"Shit. Fuck this!"

Ari grabs a nearby guy and uses him as a meatshield, whilst pushing forwards through the throng

[Thugren]

The man screams and flails as he is used as a bullet sponge, but you manage to survive long enough to realize you are in some form of relay. The gunfire stops and you can see a door in the distance that begins to close.


Round two?"

A voice shouts excitedly as doors ok either side of you open, revealing horribly misshapen dogs . Their names snap menacingly as they charge the dazed prisoners

[Draco Ny'ade]

Ari takes a fighting stance, waiting for a dog to venture near, mustering his lightning hands as subtly as possible

[Thugren]

the lightning barely crackles on your fist, but the dogs dont appear interested in you, the door continues to grind closed, and you notice the imates are being directed that way..... Possibly it would be a good idea to get there before the gates close?

[Draco Ny'ade]

Ari moves quickly for the door, barging other inmates out of the way if they interfere with him

[Thugren]

you charge, pushing and shoving peoiple out of the way until three men bar your way, fighting as they try to jokey fror the last spot as the door closes.

[Draco Ny'ade]

"Fuck this... Fuck all of you!" Ari mutters, before blasting the men with his lightning, using it to augment a punch, or slap, before rushing for the door

[Thugren]

the attack moves the men in front of you aside, and you make it past the door barely  as it slams shut.

 

Screams fill the hallway behind you, and four figures are standing there. one man, a woman, a figure in a hood, and what looks like a sickly ghoul like man.

 

"Speak your name.."

 

the ghoul like man says through a mouthful of phlegm. 

[Draco Ny'ade]

Ari speaks clearly, and confidently. "Ari Seitz." Then, more exasperated, "What the hell was that?!?"  

[Thugren]

the figure in the hood points to the hallway and smiles.

 

"That is just a way tho thin out people who wouldve died anyw3ay....... Its how we guage where you will sit and waht group wants you."

the ammassed figures all look at one another and begin to speak to their own, considering you.

[Draco Ny'ade]

Ari fiddles with his collar, the occasional spark jumping between his fingers, as he awaits a decision

[Thugren]

the arguments get heated, and one figure in a vest bearing a saint cross leaves , soon the female and the ghoul leaves, leaving only a man in the hood comes over.

 

"Welcome kid....YOuve been accepted into the order....YOull be coming with me."

[Draco Ny'ade]

"Very well, Let's go." Ari walks in step with the man, stepping quietly. "So, who are you?"

[Thugren]

the man smiles, cocking his head.

 

"I am Dekkalon, handlerer of recruits."

he leads you to a small buggy and opens the door.

 

"I recruit for lord Henry when he cant be here."

[Draco Ny'ade]

"Titles are just words, words are hot air, the only way to get a real judge of someone is to meet them."

Ari gets into the buggy and sits down, drumming his fingers on his thigh.

"Would I be correct in my assumption of our destination?"

[Thugren]

the man starts up the buggy and ears off into the desert with you.

"YOure being recuited into the order...a prison faction that acts like a form of....Assistance for the guards. They supply us with the best defensive gear..ANd we do the tasks in the caged they dont want to to do."

[Draco Ny'ade]

"What sort of things?" 

"I must say, I like the idea of good gear"

Ari begins playing with his lightning, causing arcs of electricity between both hands