The boy woke with a start as if from a bad dream. Dazed he began to rub his eyes vaguely aware of a voice chattering above him. "....and then I said if you want to fight lets go! And he ran away haha. Good times." The voice finished his story, it was higher pitched but clearly male. The boy rubbed his head attempting to sit up remaining silent towards his guest. He instead looked around the small room he was in, it was cramped a sink in one corner along with what appeared to be a chrome plated toilet. He felt the surface of his bed, it was firm but soft to The touch, tracing his hand along the side he looked up seeing the bed above where the voice came. The voice grew silent as if waiting for a response. The boy looked to the other side of the room a sudden pit growing in his stomach. He couldn't see any doors. "Hey, Are you even listening?" The voice said peering down from his bed at him. "Well?" The boy scrambled to find his voice in a reply, "sorry" he said, his own voice startling him. It was nothing like the stranger's in front of him, not too deep but light at the same time. The stranger smirked, his thin lips somehow slightly menacing. "Hey you ok? You look like you don't even recognize me." The strangers voice was filled with genuine concern but his blew eyes showed no emotion except for questioning. He felt on the spot as he answered, "I don't remember you. Or any of this, what is this where are we? Who am i? Who are you?" Questions flowed from his mouth and he couldnt seem to stop them, "why isn't there a door?!" The stranger hopped down from his bed in one graceful motion, "hey! Hey! Calm down!" He was average height, and thin. He bit his lip in thought while running a hand through his brown hair, "ok ok first things first, welcome to prison. Second things second, its me Ethan, do you really not remember me?" His face held a kind of sadness replacing all his previous emotions. "I don't remember." He said, a pang of sadness running through him, who was Ethan? They after all seemed to be close, and why was he in prison? This couldn't be right what had he done? Ethan snapped his fingers in his face "Earth to Jax, earth to Jax do you read me?" He snapped to his senses focusing on the blue of Ethan's eyes. "My name is Jax?"
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Jax
Actionout of place in a strange world, he doesn't remember anything, all he knows is he is in prison. he is desperate to prove himself good, but can he trust his "friends" or the mysterious group that breaks him out. with countless questions in his mind h...
