Snowball

4. The reveal

Snowball POV

"Nice to meet you all!" I say with a smile, "I'm Snowball!"

    After introductions are done and I ask them to knock before coming into my cell everyone leaves.

    I decide to finally change into my jumpsuit, and just to be safe I hide in the closet so if anyone walks by they won't see me changing.

    Once I'm done I exit and see that it has gotten late so I set up my futon by the wall with the window so I can look outside while I wait to fall asleep.

    As I am settling down I lean against the wall and notice a strong feeling of loneliness. I haven't slept alone since I was six. At least, that I remember.

    As I lay down I feel something jab me in the side but see nothing. I reach over to where I felt the jab and feel something large there, I realize that before I lost my memory I must have figured out to hide things in shadows with my ability.

    I grab the thing and close my eyes, concentrating. After a few minutes I open my eyes and see a chainsaw, it is so bloodied that you can't even see what colour it is. So I did the only reasonable thing, i threw it and screamed at the top of my lungs.

    I hear heavy footsteps coming from outside the cell door and scrambling from the other side of the door between my cell and the boys' cell.

    "No. 19 what's wrong!" I hear Hajime say, sounding frightened from the unexpected screaming.

    "I-I had a chainsaw on me somehow... it's covered in blood..." I mumble pointy at the thing which I had thrown while screaming and now lay broken, "oh I'm gonna be sick..."

    Just as I say that I feel a wave of nausea roll over me and i have to force myself not to throw up.

    "How did you get this No. 19?" Hajime says suspiciously.

    I look around and see three heads poking through the door between cells and ask if I could tell him in private.

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    I told Hajime everything, from my parents selling me to my need to talk to Jyugo about the man with the scar. He seemed to understand what I meant so that means that Jyugo has lost control already.

    "And that's all I remember Hajime sir..." I say, finished with my long rant.

    "I see. Well because you have control over this ability we won't restrain you unless you become a problem. Also I will let you speak with No. 15 in the morning." He says once I finish speaking, "now if you don't mind doing whatever you did to reveal the chainsaw to see if you have any other concealed weapons it would be wise."

    I nod and close my eyes. I feel shadows lifting around me and hear a gasp which obviously couldn't have come from Hajime so I only assume the boys managed to escape and now know my secret.

    When I open my eyes I see Hajime glaring at Jyugo and Jyugo looking at me afraid.

"How did you get that knife?" He asks, voice trembling.

"I-I don't know..." I pick it out of the holster it was in reading the inscription on the blade, property of Elf.

I drop the knife and fall to my knees, "He's been tracking me... all of his knives have a tracker imbedded somewhere in the handle... when I took this I must not have been in my right head or I would have never taken it."

"How do you know that?"

"My parents sold me to the man with the scar when i was seven. they... changed me, they gave me the ability to manipulate things like shadows, air and water. The day my ability came in was to defend myself from their testing the man decided that he was done with me and my disobedience, so i escaped..." I tell them all, refusing to look up from my hands which started shaking.

    When I finally look up I see Jyugo open his mouth to say something but Hajime beats him to it.

    "That's enough, the more you three are out the more paperwork I have to do."

    The large man stepps menacingly towards my three colourful neighbours while cracking his knuckles.

    They collectively gulp before bolting back in the direction of our cells shouting things I could barely make out due to them all talking over each other and Hajimes heavy footsteps as he chases after them, telling Seitarou to watch me.

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A while later Hajime returns to a sight he most likely wasn't expecting, me and Seitarou on the floor beside each other, both of us under blankets he had found, empty teacups on the bench behind us and the blue-haired guard fighting sleep while I sit, slumped into the bench, passed out from the stressful day and snoring loud enough to be mistaken for a wild animal.

Neither said anything about the scene for a minute but then Hajime told Seitarou to go do his job while he takes me to my cell.

He grabbed the back of the blanket I burritoed myself into and pulled me behind him all the way back without me so much as stirring.

I only woke up when I felt my body suddenly start to roll aggressively and say that he had found the way to unwrap me and did it in the worst way possible.

I never have been one for spinning, and I typically have bad motion sickness that kicks into high gear if I do much as turn too fast.

Within a second of awareness I'm on my feet stumbling over to the toilet I had seen earlier and emptying the contents of my stomach into it.

Hajime just throws some wonderful words of wisdom out into the open for me.

"Get over that as soon as possible No. 19 or this will be a bumpy sentence for you."

I just groan at his words but otherwise ignore him in favour of slowly making my way towards my futon for a desperately needed night of sleep.