"Will Ylaves numbers 243, 8374, 737, 8364 and 9275 please report to the deputy's office."
I sighed and stood. Several others stood, I looked at them closely. They seemed familiar, but it could just be these ugly grey jumpsuits. My collar seemed to tighten, telling me to get a move on. I sighed but listened. I walked forwards, the four others Ylaves followed me. When us Ylaves were captured at Pax a few years ago, some of us managed to escape. Ha, I wasn't that lucky. I’ve always been horrible at sports, its a gift. I walked almost automaticly. I wondered what the warden wanted with us. I haven’t done anything bad in days. Well except that one thing... I cursed as my collar tightened sensing my thoughts. I picked up the pace wanting to get this over with. My thoughts drifted again, I tried to remember my real name. It came in bits and pieces, T..er. Something told me I was close. I looked up, we were at the giant doors. I knocked three times, like I was taught.
“COME IN” The warden yelled.
I opened the doors and walked up to the front of his desk, I lowered my head. It was customary, or so they said. The others didnt do the same. The warden sat there for a few seconds before addressing us.
“Do you understand why you are here?” He asked with a sour tone.
I shook my head, still looking at the ground. I don’t know what the others did. “Well, I was I informed that the five of you had tried to start an up rising with in the ranks.” He said firmly.
I was shocked, I hadn’t done anything of the sort. I've been to busy on trying to start an uprising. I kept my head down and my shock hidden. Where did he get this idea from?! I felt like screaming, I was lucky to be alive with what goes on in the bunks. Knife fights, rapes and deaths. The lot, you name it i've seen it. I didnt want to die, I wanted to one day escape or get set free.
The warden continued talking throughout my little rant in my head. I caught bits and pieces of the convo.
“He told us to do it!” One of them said.
“It was his idea!” Other yelled.
“I swear on my mother it was him!” The guy with the glasses promised.
“Please! We only helped him because we had too!” The guy in the headphones lied.
“He said he would kill us if we didnt!” This one was a normal looking guy, but a god damn liar.
I stood there, taking it all in. I knew I would get blamed for this. I would take the punishment, I would bare the scars for years to come.
“Enough enough, I believe you. Now for your punishment, you little shit." He glared at me, venom dripping through his tone. "One hundred lashes at the whipping post this afternoon."
My heart sunk, no one had ever had that many lashes. I swallowed the lump in my throat, knowing that there was no way to get out of this. This would end badly I just know it. I would get my revenge on these guys, they would pay.
-EnderCooki :)
