Jump The Gun

Chapter 2

“Wake up” There was a loud hit on the door. Dean opened his eyes shocked, staring at the stained roof. He sat on the bed shocked, looking at his orange prison suit. It was funny to him because prisoners were able to take it off when they’re in their cell and he actually never left.

These people were truly retarded.

“What the hell,” Dean whispered to himself getting up. They weren’t supposed to wake them up. He slowly got up, rushing his hand through his blonde hair.

He stood behind the door and punched at it strongly. The hole on the door opened, appearing a new face behind it.

“What do you want?” the guard asked

Dean’s eyebrows raised as stared at the guard surprised. Another funny feature in the prison. Two normal heighted guys could look at each other’s eyes straightly through there.

Apparently these geniuses hadn’t thought of the danger it could bring. Prisoners could try blinding the guards.

“I’m surrounded by idiots,” Dean scoffed.

“Excuse me?” The guard almost shouted, his blue eyes staring at Dean angrily. Dean turned red, “who the hell are you?” he asked

“Your new guard.” The guard said smirking. “Who are you?”

Dean chuckled. He seemed like a good man. “I’m Dean.”

The guard laughed slightly “This is prison, what’s your last name?”

Dean nodded smiling. “Winchester” he said simply.

“Winchester like the gun. No doubt you ended up here.” He laughed

“Who are you?” dean said smiling. He felt happy that the new guard had a good humor.

"You asked that already." The guard said nodding "Name is Castiel but you can call me Novak kid. Now go back to whatever it was you were doing."

"Sleep,” Dean scoffed. "You can't call me "kid". I bet you're younger than me."

The guard laughed slightly, closing the little door. Dean heard footsteps fading away.

He sat on his bed smiling. It was good to catch the opportunity of living happily again. At least he didn't have to use sarcasm on his guards anymore.

He laid back for a few hours, thinking of everything he had before coming here. He felt strangely sad for losing his girlfriend. She was absolutely beautiful, with her blue eyes and long black hair. Dean loved her black hair.

He sat up again looking around the walls. When the alarm went off, his skin turned extremely cold.

It wasn't like a clock alarm. It was the alarm you hear in Japanese movies about Nagasaki or Hiroshima. It's a war alarm and it sounded like a wave of music.

People shouldn't actually be afraid of wars and revolutions, they shouldn't be afraid of atomic bombs and genocides. The alarm is the scariest thing of all

Prisoners starting punching their doors. Voices were everywhere. Dean ran to the door, trying to open the little hole. It was locked from the outside but he managed to sneak a peek.

Guards were running and the new guard was standing there looking scared, still guarding.

Chaos could be heard from outside. Shouting and fists making sound against the metal doors filled the air. Guard were shouting and threating. Dean could hear some gunshots as well but they were probably just fake ones trying to scare prisoners which didn't work.