Franz Struben is his name, He worked as a Security guard for 25 years going through the ranks step by step never once showing discontent for the work and towards the people he had to interact with. Today marks his fortieth year on the job and stands as the warden of one of the most renowned and feared prisons.

A report slid across his desk, and it was a detailed rundown of what went down with Victor and Bagwell and his men. Franz’s face scrunched up a bit reading how Bagwell attacked his precious victor, but he calmed down and averted his body away from his attendant still standing in his office.

“Have Charles and that Bloodhound of his Reznov put some pressure on Bagwell and Ivans men, if not then blood will run in here without us knowing fully what is happening we can’t have anything affecting this season’s Blitz Breaker” He spoke out loud and his attendant nodded his head.

The attendant quickly left and closed the warden’s door, “This God damn Demanding place” he said out loud then sigh. As he Sighed there were faint pressure waves coming off his lips and they traveled straight to the windows and clashed against them.

Small cracks started spreading up and down the windows without signs to stop, [Pressure Pitch] Franz was born with the ability to change the octane in his voice and pitch it like bullets. Franz looked at the window and spun his chair around he could care less, all that was on his mind was his beloved Victor.

“I must have him it is the right time now; He cannot be allowed to leave this prison” Franz gripped the pen in his hand stabbing it into the wooden desk.

…

A new day dawned over the prison and like clockwork, it’s still about 5 months and a couple of weeks before Blitz Breaker season should be coming around. Victor rose and got ready and headed out with the rest of the inmates to the mess hall, The roar of eating met him and his line of inmates before they even crossed the doors.

“Bee Doe, sing that Sunday tune for us” A middle-aged but childish voice came out. As Victor’s head crossed the doorway, he spotted who shouted out.

With Covid granting humans abilities it also granted those with abilities with deformities from arms, heads, full-body, organs It became a wide range of deformities, and some people were able to exploit them and use them to their benefit.

So as victor heard and saw who it was that just shouted, he knew the cafeteria was in for a good treat, so he hurriedly got his food and sat down next to Ivan. Ivan glanced at him and turned his attention back to the “CoFlaws” it was a term passed around in the prison that labeled those with a physical deformity.

“Bee Doe, give us a good one it’s been a long time” another CoFlaw shouted, and then their group began getting rowdy. What you saw next were the bright yellow hair attached to a slender head and a sharp-featured face, wide shoulders his nose was a beak and feathers in specific places which looked as if it was coming out of his skin, rose from his seat and looked around.

Bee Doe short for Bellaroo Dolph he or the proper term she which to be referred to as She was the resident drag queen of the male side of the box, they called home. She stood up penned the room with her eye’s and smiled.

“Alright, boys Since I’m feeling good today, I have a ballet from a great”. She spoke in a rough tone. The cafeteria erupted in cheers and Bee Doe looked over to Ivan. Ivan looked stared back and nodded up and down giving his approval. The excitement on Bee Doe’s face was evident and she strolled forward into the middle of the cafeteria and tapped her chest as if getting rid of a bad cough.

“We're no strangers to love

You know the rules and so do I

A full commitment's what I'm thinking of

You wouldn't get this from any other guy

I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling

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Gotta, make you understand

She started the song, and you could hear a pin drop how silent it is, Hearing this for the first time Victor tuned his ears to her voice fully, whenever it came to knowing or hearing something new for the first time, he always loved that feeling.

Born to a Box he yearned for more than the walls could give him. Ivan remembered this song it was attached to a fond memory he had with him and 2 girls, He chuckled to himself thinking about it and even how it ended him with a hilariousness finish.

Never gonna give you up

Never gonna let you down

Never gonna run around and desert you

Never gonna make you cry

Never gonna say goodbye

Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Bee Doe sang, and the inmates listened, the guards paid them no mind because it was once in a rare time that they chose to be loud about a singer, so Bee Doe went unnoticed. Ivan cracked a smile and while looking forward he spoke “You know we have to hit back right” he said as if he was whispering. Victor knew this as if it was the back of his hand, so he responds “How large are we able to make it” he said in a hushed tone.

“Two has to go and we save Bagwell for Blitz Season” Ivan kept it short because Bee Doe sounded as if the song was coming to an end. Victor nodded and picked up his tray and began moving away “They put me under the warden this year, It looks like he has finally decided that he fully wants me” Victor said as he passed Ivan’s left shoulder head to the right. Ivan whipped his head in the direction of Victor’s back but all he could do was “Sigh”.

“I have prepared you the best I can Survive,” he said almost at the tip of shouting, Victor’s head could be seen going up and down without any hesitation. The day Passed without much fuss there was tension in the air and no open wanted to be the reason why all hell broke loose.

The next morning Victor got up did all his regular routine and headed straight for the warden’s office it was time to jump onto the tiger’s path and survive or die trying, the hit on Bagwell would just have to wait.

“Knock, Knock, Knock” Victor’s knuckles attacked the door of the warden’s office quickly and a quick response followed.

“Who is it” A sweet voice from the other end of the door came. Victor was taken aback seeing as though this was his first time stepping foot near the warden’s office since birth he has never really heard a voice this sweet on this side of the prison, He knew that half of the prison was for men and the other half were he was born was for women.

“Hello, I am Victor, I’ve been assigned here” He spoke out and stood waiting. The screech of a chair and the steady footsteps of heels came to the door, A woman well into her age stood before him she was a brunette with a plumed figure with a green dress covering her up. She smiled and showed teeth with it “Fake thoughts always follow those who smile like that” Victor thought to himself as she reached up with her hand and gestured for him to come in.

He did as ask and stepped his first foot into the office and looked around, she walked pasted him brushed his shoulder a bit, and sat down, she picked up a pen and pointed at the left, and spoke “That will be your workstation anything given to you must be worked at their” She smoothly spoke as if she had done so million times before. She pointed to the right “That is the warden’s office, and it is off-limits to you until the warden himself invites you in.

Victor nodded and swiftly made his way over to his station and began filing away papers.

…

World Central District/ Headhunters HQ

Zone 5

“Say big bro do you think we are going to see any action over in district 13” Curly Auburn hair bounced around joyously while he sucked on a candy, He stood at average height with a lean building in a black suit with a white shirt tucked in tightly. “Preston, haven’t I told you when we are in public and attending worldwide events that you should be calling me Chairman”

Preston pauses in his rhythmic bounce and straightens his back stair out the Highrise window, “My Apologize Chairman Kane” Preston’s entire aura changed, and the room became still. Kane nodded his head to that and picked up a paper.

“District 13 has always been a trouble sum territory even when all the continents were separated, I remember back the stories my grandfather told me of what was passed down to him. It was said that they were a war-loving bunch who started a lot of wars on earth because their lead was a greedy bastard” Kane shook his head as if tasting the words on his tongue made him feel sick.

“I’m Sending your team to district 13 because of you Preston, I don’t need any mess up on this, those damn Precinct Vultures are hovering over every decision I make these days and I know you all see that time for me to give up my seat is coming, But I’LL BE DAMNED IF I DIDN’T DO IT ON MY ON TERMS” Kane slammed his hand into the table voicing the last sentence out.

Preston glanced over and grinned goofily, “I wouldn’t have it any other way BIG BRO, Hahaha” Preston’s laughter was smoother, and it rolled off the walls without leaving the booming effect. Kane’s shot up and blinding speed and his scared hand whipped up and smacked Preston in the back of the head without a warning.

While rubbing the back of his head Preston whispered, “Bald-headed ole man” He felt Kane’s aura poke him in that instant. The two slipped back into their regular program until a know came at the door, Preston knew what time had come, “It’s time to go hunting big brother, save me a drink for when I get back.