WARZONE ➳ BLAKE

[001] Worst Ride Ever

I sat on the floor, in the corner of my cell room, my knees bent and my arms laying upon them. All I have know are these 4 walls for 4 years of my life. And why? Because I wanted revenge. I hated the ark but more importantly - I hated Jaha.

I didn't care that he was the chancellor. I didn't care about him at all because he locked me up here, floated my mother, the last person I had.

Suddenly the cell doors opened, forcing me to rise to my feet, remaning in the corner however.

I watch as five armed guards enter my cell. I'm guessing they got extra guards just for me, I chuckle to myself.

"Prisoner 3-1-7 face the wall!" They announce, guns raised.

I smirk and raise my hands. "Alright, let's do this." I then turn around waiting for them to approach me.

When one of them do, they grab my wrist with force and put a wide metallic cuff around it. Are you serious?!? I immediately believe it's a bomb and know I have to retaliate.

My elbow explodes into the guards solar-plexus. As he buckles I spin, shoving him into the another guard. I watch as the other guards point their guns at me and sigh.

I may be hell bent on getting out of here, but I know when I've lost a battle.

I raise my hands in defeat, my breath racing as one of the remaining guards comes towards me.

I look at the cuff around my wrist and wince as it bites into my skin. I then look at the guard before I feel a sharp pain and realise he has struck me with the shock baton.

I drop to the ground in agony and watch as the same guard who made me weaker pulls out a tranq gun and shoots me in the neck with it. Well isn't this great, I think to myself as everything around me turns black.

I'm gonna be floated aren't I.

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My eyes flutter open, and after a minute or two I return to consciousness. I rapidly look around and soon realise I'm not on the Ark. And I'm not alone.

I feel my fists clench as I try to get up and out. I instantly look down and realise I have been held back by a safety harness. I look around the room once again and realise everyone else has one on too. What the hell is going on?

Pain begins to shoot up my right arm and I look down at the cuff still on my wrist, now secured in place. I have no idea what's going on but I sure as hell need to find out.

Fast.

"Relax...We're going home." I turn around to see a tall skinny boy with pale skin and a large mess of hair on his head. He is standing up, but strapped in besides a more larger, geekier looking kid with straightened hair and a fringe.

"I'm Jasper. And this," He looks at the boy besides him. "Is Monty."

I smile at them. "I'm Ariel. So what exactly do you mean by home?"