It was a normal day at the prison island Nanba. The guards were doing their rounds and prevented break outs from their prisoners. Even cell 13 from building 13 was remarkable docile. But everything changed the life of the prisoners and their guards...
Shaking violently, the whole Nanba Prison was in a deuce of a stir. And all because of two sisters fighting in the warden's office at the headquarters.
Guards and inmates were angst-ridden due to the loud female voices and quaking ground, which made the construction crumble onto them. Especially Building 0 was freaked out the most.
"This is el final! We're going to die! Santísimo Padre!", Camilo whined and started to pray with a rosary and his usual blue rose in his hands. "Shut your yap, No.78! No one's gonna die!", Akira scolded him, pressing himself against the wall across from the door of Cell 20 while he tried to keep his glasses in place so they wouldn't shatter on the ground.
His forehead was drenched in cold sweat, his face was pale as clay and his feet wobbled. He really didn't give the impression that he would be sure about his own words.
"Cállate la jeta! I don't want to hear that from someone, who's also terrified!", the light pink-haired countered and continued to pray the rosary.
Zack, who had overcome his cold a few weeks ago and now was back to his actual assigned cell, hid in the back corner of Cell 20, huddled and trembling with fear. Tears were in the corners of his two-colored eyes and a sobbing was everything he was able to get out.
Tsuyoshi, who had happened to be with Akira on this patrol, just laughed as he sat on the ground right beside the cell door. "Hahaha! I don't get why you're all so scared. This whole thing reminds me of one of the rooms in the bizarre house at the amusement park I went last time. The ground here's shaking the same way now. That's so funny!" He tapped the cement beside his legs, clearly enjoying himself.
"Yeah. I don't know what's the big deal with you guys.", a young man, who was leaning forward against the cell door and letting his arms dangle through the bars, sneered at his cellmates and the deputy supervisor.
His hair was ash-colored and covered the left side of his face, hiding the white eyepatch over his left eye underneath a little. The one visible black eye of him flashed dreary with a sign of insanity and had a scar above and below. The grin of a psycho adorned his lips as he adjusted his pitch black hat. He really enjoyed this whole commotion to the fullest.
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"Nothing's better than a good spasmodic tremor. Takes me back to my last bomb attack. The whole city was screaming in terror, buildings were burning and crumbling, the sirens of the police, fire department and emergency medical services were ringing out, and the ground was quaking like crazy. Oh, how much I miss this~. But at least Alpha's doing her best to thrill the prison. That's why she's the best!"
He laughed maliciously and thumped the cell door from the outside since his arms hung through the bars, creating a rhythm along with the quake. Tsuyoshi joined in with his fingers hitting the ground while the inmate was creating a metallic sound by slapping the door.
"Dry up, No.80! As if the Alpha would do this for your entertainment!", Akira shouted in rage and glared daggers at the carefree prisoner. "He's right, Silvester! Who knows how long the walls are able to hold out. I at least wanted to marry my la preferida Alpha before I leave this world!", Camilo cried behind his younger inmate, still holding onto his rosary and blue rose, and saying his last prayers.
