P.O.V Switch: Jenny Erickson, "Generic"
"Oh boy...I dunno about this Mat, I've heard...bad things about her." Jenny wrapped her arms around her chest.
"Bitch shut up, I only see bad things about you." Tomato said hatefully to her.
"Shut up." The Hooded One spoke up.
"Oh-so now you can fucking talk?! Bitch, I'll-"
"We're here, solitary." Mat got them back on topic.
"What a shithole." Tomato spat.
They came upon a hallway with what must've been the dimmest lighting they had seen until this point. One the sides several large metal doors were flung or pryed open, whoever they had been housing having long been freed. The only sealed door that remained was one at the end of the hallway. They could see the holo-wall still flickering behind a small slit in the middle of the door, used for sliding in a food tray..
"Metal wall and holo-wall...talk about overkill..." Jenny whimpered.
"Hey Jenny, open it." Mat turned to her.
"W-What?" Her dull voice didn't give away her fear but her body did when she began shaking.
"It's all good. The boss said she's on her team." Mat smiled.
"But..."
"What are you a pussy?" Tomato attempted to shove her forward, but she dug her heels into the ground, slowing down his effort.
"Why...m-me? Why doesn't Tomato Mondego do it?"
"Tomato isn't really a people person."
"Yeah, fuck people."
"And I don't know about hoodie, here." He motioned to the Hooded One behind him who turned their head away.
"And I never do anything I don't want to-so that leaves you..."
"Jenny Erickson."
"Generic blonde, right."
"Oh...M-Mat, I don't like it when people call me-"
"Push the damn button, hoe." Tomato shoved her again, with much more force. She stumbled forward a bit and braced herself against the wall, just above the panel that opened the cell.
"F-Fine...if she kills me...I don't-"
"Press it already!" Tomato yelled in her ear, causing her to panic and hit the button.
The large door slowly slid open with a large groan, followed by a red light flashing and a siren went off. Jenny gulped.
As the door completely slid away they were met with the sight of a grinning girl sitting cross-legged in the middle of her cell facing them on the other side of the holo-wall. Her long brown hair was stuck to her face with sweat. The top of her grey jumpsuit had been undone and wrapped around her waist, leaving her with torso with just a black sports bra. This exposed her well-toned muscled arms and abs that probably made Tomato Mondego feel insecure. Her pants were rolled up to her knees, which showed that her long legs were just as muscled as her arms. The most shocking part was her cell however, as the walls were covered in bloodied dents and cracks. She had been...punching them really hard.
"I haven't killed anyone in awhile. Are you guys next?" She said with an even bigger grin, as she waved at them with a bandaged hand.
P.O.V Switch: Emma Emerson
"No, but we'll take you to some assholes you can kill." The ginger boy chuckled, she liked him. "That sound good?"
"Not like I have anything better to do." She stood up and cracked her knuckles, before doing some stretches.

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