In the cold cells below held many innocent people. Only a few where empty, but the one that were filled had them on there knee's and there hands bond above there heads. Some have mules over their mouths, others hand bandages over their eyes, while certain ones had a cage. Those in a cage had a strap jacket to restrain them. Some struggled in their chains even if they knew it was pointless, screaming, crying, and begging to be free. Others sat quietly and pondered on why they were alive.
Y/n, however, sat with a smile. Not of happiness, but a smile of hope. She believed they would all be free one day. No matter how bad things got she never gave up. In the dimness on the room, Tawny saw her smile once again and sighed. Not of irritation, but of happiness. It wasn't long until a creaking of a door being was heard. Light flood in and in shadow that stood was a man with keys and four others by his side. Everyone knew what this meant. Training.
Those who were not in the restrains were training and it seems like they were bring more out. The man stopped at a young girl with black and ashy grey hair and unchained her. She did not attack however. They have all learned their lesson about that. He grabbed her and tossed her to one of the men. He grabbed her a took her out. Their feet patting on the ground echoed threw the stone walls.
He stopped and a cage with a boy with light brown hair that was put in a ponytail and red eyes that gleamed. The boy only looked up at him and smirked. The man snarled and grabbed him by the ponytail and threw him to another one of the men. Grabbing him he walked away with the boy, still in the strap jacket. Then he stopped at Tawny how's gaze was down to the floor. Unchaining her he passed her to another one of the men.
Walking walk quietly the man grabbed one more girl. Y/n. Handing her over to the last guard they walked away with a word. The last man stayed and pulled a whip out from his back pocket, causing all of them to coil and cry silently in fear. Y/n looked back at them with sadness before the door shut. Walking threw the bright white walls and those perfect soiled white floors. Not one drop of blood or dirt.
Reaching the end of the wall was a clear glass elevator. Once they were all inside the man holding the boy put in a code, then it started to rise up. It was dead slight as it rose. Y/n glanced at the boy to see him with a cold stone look in his eyes. Once the doors open they walked out in a single file in another hallway. Reaching the end automatic doors open and the guards stood aside while the four enter what looked like a prison yard, but with a high roof.
Boy's and Girl's standing in a straight line as one boy in front, with a guard, was bent over coughing up blood. A row of other Guards stood across from the innocent human beings. This was nothing new. Tawny, Y/n, and the other two got into the line and watched the scene before them. The boy's hair was drenched in sweat and his clothing hung loosely on his body. His breathing was ragged and hard.
"Get up," the guard demanded.
When he tried he fell on his hands and knees again and shook his head.
"I can't," he whispered.
The guard growled and grabbed a gun from his back pocket and pointed towards his head. Once he set it with a small click the boy's body shook as tears fell.
"I said get up," The guard repeated again with irritation.
Silent sobs were heard for him. As he tried to get up, but stumbled and fell once again.
"I can't!" he cried.
The guard shook his head and pulled the trigger. The boys weak body fell lifeless with a thud. Y/n held back tears as other lets theirs fall freely and silently with a blank face. One of them was Tawny. Y/n noticed with a small glance but did nothing. Two of the guards pickup his body and took it away.
