Prison Pandemonium

This Is War

It was 11:30, and Arias was getting ready to fight. Skinner was in absolutely no condition to fight at that moment, especially with half her face skinned off. Arias had assigned Roach with the task of watching Skinner to make sure no one tried anything. Besides, Arias would have an entire army to back her up. She was ready to bring that punk down, and show once and for all that Skinner was the true leader of this prison.
Rush was born ready. In fact, he went to the pit early along with Nestor & Holt, the rest of their gang not far behind. Much to Holt's delight, Charlie had taken the initiative and decided it was his divine right after all to fight. Hell, he had even brought a pipe with him. Atta boy, Charlie. Holt thought to himself.
Out of the original 11 residing in the box, only Georgina, Deidre, Sidney, Deena, Theo, Miguel & Roman remained. Teddy Bear had left earlier that morning, wanting to get away from Snow White. Snow White, Ramos & Sheriff Wendy heard quite the commotion building up on the male side of the prison in the pit. A bunch of testosterone fueled idiots hyping each other up by pushing each other. Men disgusted Snow White at points. Fucking imbeciles.
It was 11:55 when Arias and her gang came in. Rush had a smirk on his face as he watched them approach. "Ready to die?" Nestor barked. Rush was very obviously annoyed that Nestor was trying to be on the same level as him. What a nuisance. Nestor, of course, never caught onto this.
Last night, Nestor had dreamed of cutting the women's heads off and fucking them. He woke up and realized he was soaked from his wet dream. Hell, he couldn't help it, he was just so excited to rip some heads off and to fuel the craving to kill.
Arias stayed silent. She refused to give in to their threats. She planned on keeping her composure and not letting the fear show on her face. It was 11:57.

"What the hell is going on out there?" Deidre asked. Deena shrugged and said, "Probably another pit massacre." This made Georgina feel sick to her stomach. "Shouldn't we stop them? We have to all stick together." Georgina said. Miguel shook his head. "As much as I like the sound of that, this isn't the Disney channel. It's their own death. They're aware of the risk. I'm not losing my life because of some idiots like that." Miguel said.
Deena couldn't say she felt the same. Deena wanted to go and see the fight. She wanted to watch Skinner get massacred, and she wanted to see Rush get beaten to a pulp. Both were shitty people, and they were bound to wind up killing each other. It was stupid that they somehow thought one of them would emerge victorious. It was 11:58

"Skinner too pussy to show up?" Rush asked, a hard expression on his face. "No. She just doesn't want to entertain the likes of you. However, I don't mind slaughtering a bunch of little bitches like you." Arias replied. Rush barked out a laugh. Charlie reached into his pocket to be ready to retrieve the matches.
Snow White was in the pit herself, next to Sheriff Wendy, while Teddy Bear was watching above. Teddy looked at Charlie's pipe, and noticed that it looked strange. In fact, it looked like a... bomb. It was 11:59.
"Guys! He has a bomb!" Teddy screamed, but the yelling inside of the pit drowned out his warning cries. Someone in the crowd decided to start the fight early. Who the hell said prisoners were in anyway punctual? Rush looked back in anger at the men who were fighting behind him. And that was when he saw it. The pipe bomb, gripping firmly in Charlie's hand. He had already lit the fuse, and they only had roughly 10 more seconds before it detonated.
Rush immediately bolted and tried shoving his way through the crowd. Nestor took quick notice of this and began following him, confused as to why he was retreating. "The fuck are you doing Rush? Are you pussing out now? Stop being such a fucking wimp and let's kill some people." Nestor screamed over the roar of protest in the crowd.
Rush turned around and without a moments hesitation, turned Nestor around and hid behind him, ensuring that no part of him was out from behind the protection Nestor was unwillingly providing. It was at this moment that Holt realized. The bastard was using the crowd as a shield against the explosive that would go off within seconds.
Charlie looked up at the ceiling and
smiled. He knew that daddy would be proud of him. He would take these last few seconds to close his eyes and cherish this moment. After all, it was his divine right to do so.