Hello all! Just letting you know that there will be racial slang/ insults and or terms. Don’t take offense to these, I just feel that it helps me get in tune with my character. I myself am an african american so I do not take any offense. Enjoy!
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3 years 7 months 16 days until D-day
Looking back on life from where I am right now, I wonder when I fucked up. Just.. when did I veer off the wrong path. Maybe… yeah, it was that day. The day I killed someone for the first time.
It started as a normal day. I went to school like usual, dragging my way through the day with the little energy I had. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not lazy. It’s just… I can’t get energy for something I don’t like ya know? I’m a long distance track runner and a pro parkourist so I’m pretty active. Standing at 5’8 and weighing 125 pounds at 14 years old I workout and run every day. Those two things are about the only thing I can get my energy up for. So when the alarms around the school started beeping, I wasn’t paying too much attention. I just thought it was a high schooler playing around.
“This IS NOT A DRILL. THERE ARE TERRORIST’S IN THE BUILDING. I REPEAT, THERE ARE TERRORIST’S IN THE BUILDING.”
It seemed like time froze as everyone tried to process what the intercom was saying.
“Everyone get in the hiding spot now!” The teacher yelled, obviously shaken. Our classroom was connected to a small storage like room which in turn was connected to another classroom. We had about 45 kids in our class, each a freshman. The teacher ran towards the door while we rushed to the classroom, scared as hell. I could hear him rattling the keys as he locked the door, hands shaking in fear. My sister, Karmen, was holding me by the arm, crying into my shoulder.
“Ey it’ll be iight. Ain’t nothin to worry bout. I doubt they even--” I couldn’t even finish my sentence before I heard the gunshot.
*Pap*Pap*pap* In a rapid succession they smashed through the glass, bullets flying everywhere. We were already under the tables in the storage room so nothing hit us. Unfortunately, I can’t say the same for teach. He let out a loud scream, indicating he’d been shot
“Where are the kids asshole. And don’t play dumb, I don’t got all day.” A voice said, muffled through the door.
“There aren’t any kids in this classroom. It’s my free hour.” Teach lied, painfully aware of the backpacks in the room.
“Really?”
*Pap*
That was all that was heard before the gunshot went off, ending teach’s life. I heard the body smack against the ground, the sound of wet flesh echoing in my ears.
“We’re fucked, we’re so fucked.” A white boy named James cried. Looking around everyone else was also crying, soft sniffles resounding throughout the room.. I could tell everyone was doing their hardest to be quiet, holding on to that small thread of hope that they could get out of this. That hope was crushed in an instant when the glass panel covering the door was smashed open, causing multiple kids to scream in fear. An older man sporting an ugly ass grin walked in cockily, putting swag in his step.
“Well hello there you little fucks. You have ten seconds to get out of this room before I in every one of your heads. 1..” He didn’t even make it to two before everyone screamed and ran through the door. I held onto Karmen’s arm and pulled her through, putting my arm around her to make sure she didn’t get shoved.
“Ty I’m so scared!” She cried, tears making my protective instinct kick in.
“It’s okay sis It’s okay. I’ll protect you I promise.” I told her while kissing her forehead.
“I love you.” She whispered.
“I love you too.”
“Alright, listen up you little fucks. Nobody in here will make a peep or they will be shot. If you have to go to the bathroom too fucking bad. Piss yourselves for all I care.” The ugly man spouted.
“Ey yo Tyrone. Should we nab is ass?” My buddy Tyler asked. Tyler was only half black, who unlike me was full black. He had better street smarts than he did school smarts but out of anyone in this school, I would want him watching my back.
“Naw dawg. Too risky.”
“Come on bruh. There’s only one person. We can take him!”
“Nigga no. If we fuck up we gon’ get our ass capped. Can’t let my lil sis sit through this alone.” I told him while rubbing Karmen’s arm. He conceded at that, shaking his head in understanding.
“iight, it was worth a shot. If you change your mind just--*Pap*”
“Tyler! I shouted.A bullet pierced his skull, blowing his head open. My face was splattered with blood, the thick mineral entering it’s way into my mouth.
“Didn’t I tell you fucks to shut up? Now look what you made me do!” The ugly man growled. He pointed the pistol at me and cocked it, a wicked grin on his face.
“You wanna glare at me like that you little ******?” I felt my muscles clench. If there’s one thing I hate it’s being made fun of for my race.
“Fuck you you stupid bitch.” I told him. He cocked back his fist and smashed me in the jaw, dropping me in an instant.
“Tyrone!” Karmen screamed. She laid over me protectively before being ripped off. The man dragged her to the back of the room, pointing a gun at any that tried to get near,
“If any of you fucks try anything you know what happens. Me and this girl are gonna have some fun… hehehe...” He pulled down his pants, revealing his small erect cock.
“Get to work.” The guy told her. She shook her head fiercely and was rewarded to a punch. When he tried again she still said no. He began to beat her, smashing her face into a pulp until she finally opened her mouth. Indescribable rage filled me as I watched this. Everytime I tried to get close he pointed the gun at me, stopping me in my tracks.
“Fuck fuck fuck!!!” I screamed in my head. I was beyond angry at how powerless I was. Suddenly Karmen puked, small droplets of white fluid mixed in.
“You fucking bitch! How dare you puke up something so precious!” He kneed her in the stomach, taking the air out of her lungs.
“FUCK YOU STUPID PIECE OF SHIT!!!!” *Pap*
“AAAAH FUCK!” I screamed as the bullet lodged itself into my thigh. The pain was unimaginable. Imagine someone grabbing a poker dipped in lava then shoving it in your body, leaving it there to char you're skin. I threatened to black out once the pain came but I just barely managed to hold on.
“Ty I’m scared.” Karmen cried.
“Cry some more bitch cuz it’s about to get a whole lot worse.” He completely took off his pant’s then grabbed Karmen’s ass, fondling it.
“NO!! NO!!!” She screamed while kicking him.
“BITCH!” He punched her in the jaw but still she kicked. I don’t know what happened next. Maybe he just forgot or.. I don’t know. He cocked back his right arm-the arm holding the gun- and went to punch her. Karmen got a lucky kick and smashed the guys fingers against the gun, causing him to shout and pain and throw the gun. It landed right in front of me, skidding to halt by my knees. He had a look of pure terror on his face when he realized what happened. Karmen rushed towards me, desperate to get away. He regained his wits at the last second and grabbed her by the hair, pulling out a knife and holding at her throat.
“Gimme the gun kid or she gets it.” He said, pushing the knife deeper in her neck.
“DON’T DO IT TYRONE! DON’T!” Karmen screamed.
I had the gun in my hands but hesitated. I knew if I gave him the gun more likely than not he would shoot me then rape my sister. I wouldn’t have that. I cocked the gun and aimed.
“Gimmie my sister then leave. I won’t shoot and I’ll let you leave. Just give me the girl” I bargained. As much as I wanted to blow this cock suckers face off Karmen was far more important.
“I’m not fucking stupid kid. I wasn’t born yesterday. This girl is my only ticket out. I let her go, you shoot me.” It was a stalemate. From the look in his eyes there was no way he was going to let her go. The argument went on for a good ten more minutes before a loud screech pierced the air.
“Listen up! This is the police. We have you surrounded. Come out immediately. If you have a weapon, place it on the floor.” The classroom cheered when they heard that, tears of joy flowing out.
“NOOO!!!” I whipped my head back towards Karmen and my froze. He had ripped off Karmen’s pant’s and was trying to stick his cock in her.
“FUCKING STOP YOU PIECE OF SHIT!” She screamed.
“FUCKING LET HER GO!” I yelled. I aimed the gun at him but I didn’t have a clear shot.
“I repeat. This is the police. We have you surrounded. Come out immediately. If you have a weapon, place it on the floor.”
“I’mma get myself a fine piece of ass before I die.” The man cackled maniacally.
“TYRONE SHOOT ME!” Karmen screamed. Huh?
“Why the fuck would I do that?”
“I WANNA DIE A VIRGIN!”
“I can’t do that you're my sister!!!”
“HE”S PUTTING IT IN! PLEASE!!” She was crying hard now, nearly to the point of throwing up.
“NOOOO!”
*Pap*
Once again, the sound of a body dropping to the floor echoed into my ears, only this time there were two of them. I was paralyzed with grief. I just shot my own sister, albeit at her request. What kind of a brother am I? I dropped to my knees, tears flowing like a faucet. Suddenly my head was smashed from behind.
“Suspect apprehended.”
“Wait!! I killed the guy! He had my sister!!! I’m not the--!” I couldn’t finished before a fish smashed into my face. The last words I heard were
“Rot in hell, murderer.”
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3 years until D-day
“...We find the defendant, Tyrone Velrick guilty for murdering his sister.Since he is still considered a juvenile, he will only receive two years in prison.”
I sat stunned. I murdered my sister? Preposterous! I saved her! She wanted to die, she didn’t want to be raped! And going to prison? This is bullshit!
“Does the defendant have any last words?” The judge asked, looking at me with eyes of scorn.
“...Fuck you” I told them while flipping the bird. The whole jury sat stunned. My mom was crying, while my drunk abusive father just had a smile on his face. Probably on coke.
“ADD AN EXTRA YEAR!” The jury shouted. I gave one last smile to my parents before I was forcefully dragged out of the room
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2 years 9 months 4 days until D-day
I watched as the prison scene arrived closer. 20 other kids sat in the bus with me, each with their own story. Not that I cared. It seemed as if my emotions just… shut down after I saved my sister. Nothing really mattered to me anymore. I just felt….cold.
“Listen up. You will get off the bus in a neat and orderly fashion. Any attempts to escape and you will be….reprimanded.” The bus driver told us over the intercom, putting extra emphasis on reprimanded.
A few minutes later we were pulling up into the “Driveway.” The barbed wire gates opened up, the sound of cheering criminals overwhelming. I was in the front so I was the first off. I slowly stepped down, the bright sun blinding my eyes. We were placed into line, the guards being none too friendly when they placed us.
“Hahaha new blood niggas new blood!”
“You bitches gon’ die!”
“Look at that one! He gotta fine ass!”
“I can’t wait to sleep with you all!”
Some of the other other prisoners-The ones who were in chains(I was in chains as well)- started shaking and crying, fear taking hold of them.
“Move it maggots!” A guard shouted, shoving the prisoner in front.
As I walked into the gates of hell, my last thoughts were of Tyler, my family and my sister.
“I’ll be back” I vowed in my heart
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1 year 6 months 24 days until D-day
I dropped back, avoiding the high kick to my face. I rushed forward and pushed the kid backwards while tripping him, throwing him to the ground. Out of the corner of my eye I saw someone running at me. I turned his way to be kicked in the leg by the kid I tripped. My knees bent and I was lariated by the running kid, smashing my head on the hard concrete. I rolled over to my side and stood up woozily.
“I’m gonna get my ass kicked if I don’t do something right now.” Both kids rushed at me simultaneously, forcing me to go on the defensive. The one of the right threw a punch towards my head while the one on the aimed a kick at my knee. I raised my knee and took the impact, sending me backwards. I grabbed the fist in mid air, spun and planted my raised foot then threw the kid at the wall, putting my whole body into it. He went face first into the concrete wall, knocking him out cold. I got up to fight the other kid but experienced an extreme wave of nausea, which he took advantage of. My face was smashed by a front kick, sending me reeling. He got on top of me and started throwing wild punches aimed at my face. It took about five hits before I regained my senses. I bucked him off my body and rolled into a standing position. We were both breathing heavily but I was in better shape.
“Judo training with running and parkour eh?” I thought to myself.
The kid lunged at me and I barely managed to lean backwards. I kneed him in the ribs then in the face, sending him reeling. I gave a low kick to his right leg and he dropped to the floor. I was on him in a minute, throwing vicious punches to his face.
“Enough.” A voice rang out from the crowd. Probably a security guard. Those fucks don’t do anything. I threw one last punch for good measure then stood up, surveying the crowd. Kids were passing around gum and cigarettes from the fights. Bets, most likely. I went back to my table and finished eating, the cold… mystery soup? tasting plain in my mouth.
“Alright, times up! Head back to your cells you maggots. Oh and convict? Nice fight.” An overweight security guard said, giving me a lecherous look. I shivered. Scum like him prey on the weak here. I too, was weak when I came here. But after that night, I forced myself to become strong.
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“Convict, eh? What a weird nickname… we are all convicts.” I thought
I laid down on my bed, closing my eyes and enjoying the feeling of the rough mattress. Suddenly I felt something be thrown onto my chest, the top bunk creaking at the same time. I looked down to see three packs of cigarettes, a pack of hugga nugga, a finely made shank and what looks to be a broken tooth. I looked up to see me japanese roommate Yui chang counting his winnings.
“Thanks for making me rich.” He said in his japanese accent. Yui was the one who taught me Judo, or his broken version of it.
“Not like I had a choice. You made those fucks think I stole their shit. Not cool.” Yui stole all of their hidden porno mags. In a prison that shit is worth 10 times it’s weight in gold.
“What can I say, I need some porn mags.” He said while laughing.
“You're one crazy son of a bitch you know that? They could have killed me.” I told him.
“But are you dead?”
“No”
“Then you can live to fight another day!”
“Asshole”
“Love you too baby.” We bickered like this for a few more minutes, insulting each other like old friends. In truth, he was my old friend. Well, my only friend. When I first came here I was put in a cell with a different kid. That kid was a cocky bastard and tried to pick a fight with Yui. Yui, laid back kid he is didn’t want to fight. He was then given a full strength punch to the face, in which he returned by breaking the kids arm. I was placed in his cell later that week. I won’t lie, I was pretty scared of Yui. The kid’s arm he broke was 6’1 while Yui was 5’8. Might not sound like that much of a difference but it is. A few months later I was eating my lunch like I do every day when suddenly slop spilled over my head.
“Oops, sorry bitch.” A tall kid with a scar across his forehead had his bowl tipped over in his hands, his two friends laughing out loud. This kid was James, a small terror in this prison. He picks on weak kids by themselves and kicks their ass. Rumors have it he’s caused more than a few people to commit suicide.
“It’s fine.” I said while walking away.
“Ah, AH,AH CHOo!” He faked a sneeze and sent a massive spit wad right at my face. I nearly barfed when it hit me, the smell of his spit alone repugnant..
“Sorry I sneezed.” His friends roared with laughter at this. People began to look our way, hoping to see some entertainment.
“It’s fine.” I said with gritted teeth. Control yourself. I began to walk away when one sentence froze me in my tracks.
“So I heard you came in here because you murdered your sister.” I froze mid step.
“What the fuck did you just say?” I asked in a cold voice. I turned around and walked right up to him, anger coursing through me like a hot poker.
“Oooh that got a reaction out of ya sister killer?” He cackled. I tried to knee him in his guts but he was expecting it. I was elbowed in the face and roughly thrown to the ground. They then proceeded to kick the living shit out of me until the guards had to pry them off.
I was taken to the infirmary to find that I had three broken ribs, a cracked jaw, possible internal bleeding and a small concussion.
It took me about six months to heal from that being the slow healer that I am. When I returned to my cell I was surprised to find Yui doing weird motions.
“What are you doing?” I asked curiously. He looked slightly surprised that I talked to him but said nothing of it.
“Judo training.” He replied.
“Judo?”
“...you americans. It’s a martial art.” He said while shaking his head. He went through a variety of motions. Flips, reversals grapples and more were shown in his practice. When he finally finished I said three life changing words.
“Please, teach me!”
“No.”
“Thank you ver--? Hah?” I said aloud. I hadn’t planned for rejection. I just assumed he would say yes. After all, wouldn’t I be like his apprentice or some shit?
“Why not?” I asked
“Too much hassle.”
It took another odd even amount of months before he finally agreed to teach me. I probably took about 40 more beatings in that time, rarely managing to fend them off if ever. A multitude of people attacked me, each crueler than the last until they were blatantly torturing me. Finally Yui got sick of my whining and begging and taught me Judo. Turns out I was a natural at it, grasping the movements pretty quick. Once I felt like I was sufficient enough I completely slaughtered anyone who attacked me. Before, I had used shanks and other tricks to keep people at bay. Now, they are using their friends to keep me at bay.
After this Yui and I just started bonding like brothers.
“Yui, you’ve never told me… why are you in prison? I already know you were born in the U.S but why are you here?” He sat there, just looking up at the cold ceiling. Finally he said
“I killed murdered my best friend.” He said simply. I was shocked. Yui is one of the most laid back guys I know and he actually killed someone? His best friend no less?
“Though I can’t really talk being a sister murderer can I?” I laughed bitterly in my heart.
“Wanna elaborate?” I asked. For about ten minutes the room was deathly silent, the only sounds were of other prisoners doing lewd or atrocious things.
“We were in a Judo tournament. Him and I were the last two fighters, so naturally we were placed up against each other. We got into an extremely tiresome fight. At the very end I did a one armed shoulder throw, except I messed up. I didn’t grab him properly when I threw him, causing me to fall with him. I landed awkwardly onto something soft then blacked out. I was later told that that something “Soft” was his neck.It was completely snapped, and I was blamed for it. If it was anyone else I most likely would have gotten away with it. However, his father was an extremely powerful politician and I ended up being charged with “Deliberate Manslaughter”, meaning that I purposely meant to kill him. They sentenced me with four years in prison, an terrible prospect for a 13 year old. Since then I’ve been here. Then I met this crybaby little black kid who begged me to teach him Judo…” He said light heartedly. I felt terrible for him. What kind of bullshit luck was that? Just because of an accident… bullshit.
“I’m sorry for you.” I simply told him. I didn’t really have anything else to say, despite feeling back. The atmosphere turned awkward before he asked
“Why did you kill your sister?” I hesitated at this, not sure if I want to tell him this. Even if Yui was my best friend, it was still hard to talk about that.
“Welp, it wasn’t anything special. A few terrorist’s broke into our school. One of them came into my classroom, killed my teacher and a good friend of mine. He made my sister give him head, beat her afterwards and after being kicked in the hand dropped his gun over by me. I picked it up, got into a verbal stalemate and thought I lost all hope when the police announced they were here. After that, he tried to rape my sister and she wanted to die a virgin so I shot him through her, killing them both.” I said in one long breath. It felt nice to get that off my chest, as if a weight had been lifted.
“Damn, thats fucked. I thought I had a bad case… damn. They didn’t even take into account that fact that you saved the entire class?”
“They might have… but I was still sentenced for two years. I got a little too angry and told the judge to go fuck herself while flipping her off.” I said sheepishly. Apparently, Yui found this absolutely hilarious. He fell off the bed while rolling around laughing, tears coming out of his face.
“Ya ya so funny.” I muttered
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0 years 3 months 4 days until D-day
Yui is gone. He finally got free of this cruel hell. I guess all his community service helped get him out quicker. I, on the other hand still have four months until I’m out of this shithole. I’ve been lucky and haven’t gotten a new roommate but I know that will change sooner or later. I’ve made a couple of close friends but nothing like Yui.
“You gon’ eat dat?” Big J, or J for short asked.He was a big, big, BIG kid. We got into a pretty brutal fight until he finally collapsed from exhaustion. Since then we’ve been pretty good friends.
“Go head.” I told him. His chubby fingers reached over and grabbed my soup and bread, scooping them into his bowl.
“I dunno how you eat that shit dawg” Alex said,spitting in his own soup. Alex was Big J’s cell mate. He was one of those kids who looked like he O’D on steroids since birth. Pure muscle with less than an inch of fat on him. Ironically he was actually a pretty shitty fighter.
“Foods food nigga.” He said while stuffing his face.
“Food may be food but I am positive that isn’t food.” Chris said, shaking his head in disgust. Out of any of the three I was probably closest to Chris. He was a short, weak little thing but one of the smartest people I have ever seen. I met him when he was getting picked on by a particularly nasty group of people. I kicked their asses and helped him out and since then we have been pretty close.
“If it’s edible it’s food.” J said, causing me laugh out loud.
“What kind of logic is that?” I said between laughs.
“My logic bitch!”
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0 years 0 months 0 days until D-day
“Convict! You’re free tomorrow!” Big J said, obviously excited. I admit, I was pretty excited. Finally free of this torturous place.
“Suppose I am ain’t I?”
“Whatchu gon’ du when yo free?”
“Hmm… I’m prolly gon’ visit my sis grave. After that… finish my education?” I said aloud, pondering what to do. I haven’t really thought about what to do after I’m free.
“..nt .o. ...r.d?” Big J mumbled
“Speak up.” I said
“Ain’t you scared? I mean who knows how much the world has changed since then. Who knows how far ahead they’ve gone while we have been in prison!” He said frantically.
“I… I am scared. But I am still a kid. If I make friends more likely than not one of them will have that new piece of technology. If I want to know what it is, I can just ask.”
“You? Make friends? AHAHAHA!” Chris and Alex cackled, much to my disdain,
“Fuck you both.” I said with a scowl. I was painfully aware of how bad I was at making friends. Suddenly, the sound of multiple people crying entered my ears. We were out in the courtyard by the edge of the gate so we had a view of everything. Almost everyone in the courtyard were on their knees, praying towards the sky.
“Hahaa, what are those fools doing?” Chris laughed, oblivious to what I saw. I said nothing but pointed at the sky. Their gazes followed my finger, not understanding. However, when they saw “It” they too, fell to their knees.
What was “It”? “It” was a massive swarm of meteorites, all falling towards our location. Birds everywhere were flying away, frantic to leave this area. And us? We were trapped in a metal cage surrounded with no escpae. I heard the loud engine of a car start and saw at least 10-15 cars leaving the prison, each jam packed with people.
“WHAT THE FUCK! GET US OUTTA HERE!” Prisoners screamed, fear making their voices high pitched. I noticed some people began to take their shirts off. I wondered what they were doing when I quickly found out. They were trying to climb the fence! Quickly they ascended to the top, right next to the barb wire. I watched in horror as some of them fell into the barbed wire, causing their skin to be pierced. Most of them made it over despite this, but one of them drew the bad card. He fell into the barb wire and hung from it, his skin being pulled and cut to threads by his constant thrashing. He was screaming bloody murder as the meteorite got closer.
“Free!!” Somebody shouted. I turned to see one of them had actually made it out, the sandy ground beneath his feet.
“Guys if we hurry we can…” Alex began, but Chris cut that thought down quickly
“Hurry and do what? Unless you were Jugain Holt there is no way to escape from that meteor. You are forgetting about the range of the impact itself, not to mention fire and all kinds of debris.” Chris said, shaking his head. The meteors were closer now, and we could see their whole shape.Truthfully, they weren’t that big. They were big, but no bigger than a really big rock. However, there were thousands upon thousands of them, all coming towards our destination. Add that to the speed they were moving at and we would be dead in a minute.
And what was my reaction to all this?
I simply pulled out a cigarette, lit it and took a big long drag.
“Convict why ain’t you running at least? You are pretty fast and you can lessen the damage you take! You were meant to be free today!” Alex said, trying to push me up a gate.
“Stop it fool. I ain’t leavin you guys here by yourselfs. I’d feel like a pretty shitty person even if I survived.” I told them, holding out the cigarette for anyone who wanted a drag. Big J grabbed it and inhaled it with one suck, causing me to bring out four more cigarettes. I lit each of them and handed them out to everyone, watching as the meteorites came closer. They were so close we could almost feel the heat coming off them, though that may be my imagination,
“Shouldn’t they be moving faster?” I asked.
“Yea… they should be. Much much faster.” Chris said, squinting his eyes.
“Well it don’t matter. We are gon’ die anyways. Lez us enjoy the last moment of our miserable lives!” Alex said, taking a drag of his cigarette.
“Amen to that.” I said. We sat there, listening the sounds of people screaming and trying to get over the fence. I thought of the people that were still inside, oblivious to the fate that was about to descend upon them.
“See you in hell boys.”
And then they hit.
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Part one was pretty hectic huh? Remember, excuse any racial divergence, as it was meant to be my version of failed comedy.
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