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Pathway to hell
A storie i am writing it is a work in progress
Chapter 2
The next thing I remember after pissing off the guard is pulling up to the facility. For just a detention facility, it really had the air of an in-land Alcatraz but this only mildly warned me that something was wrong here what really did it was men in towers with sniper rifles. Oh, before I forget to tell you my name is Cyro, Cyro Moons So what I like James Bond movies get over it. Any way as I was being hurled from the bus I was on by my guard I started to take in my surroundings.

It was not an overly large place …well at least not wide but it was three stories tall. I could swear the made it look all rusted and mid- evil just to scare people. And hell let me tell you I was working and I am not easily scared well at least not that easy. Then I was thrust forward into the entry hall and given my clothing (I was already strip searched before I got on the bus) to change into and all that jazz.

Then of course was getting my cell and meeting my cellmate. She was a slight girl with a pink Mohawk running down the center of her head (which btw looked awesome) sitting on her already claimed top bunk. When we were all acquainted and I found out her name was Lucy but she preferred her nickname Radar and was in for three months for attempted robbery of a liquor store of all things (in short we got along great). So me and radar one day were just randomly talking and this came up.

“Hey Cyro do you believe in heaven or even hell for that matter?”

“Well no not really neither one has done squat for me and if I ever did believe in either one it was chased out of me by those crazy religious groups.”

I did not know how wrong I was till latter on and this conversation cam back and bit me in the butt.

“Well I suppose I could see that me I was raised in an overly religious family and well the pressure to be gods perfect child was just way too much so I got in bad with some people.”

“For me it was going from foster home to foster home but that is not what did it see I would test the people I was staying with to see if they actually cared or were just in it for the look of being so kind. Now am with the real deal and she is single and one hell of a retard sigh I just can’t see to win.”

I got off my bunk and went to the busted up foggy mirror they gave us they gave a female prison gets mirrors go figure. I looked strait at my naturally orange spiky hair
And chocolate eyes and suddenly wished I was someone else right then. I would of avoided a lot of crap if that wish came true. I scratched my back then turned around and pulled up my shirt Radar just looked at me as though I was crazy after I told her I thought I had poison ivy on my back maybe I was crazy I would not know.

“I can’t tell just look and see if you see any little bumps or some thing ok.”

“I don’t see nothan like bubbles but maybe it is just me but your back looks just a bit swollen. Thought it is just your upper back I think.”

“Hm all I know is my back itches and it is driving me crazy”

I then went to sit back on my own bunk.

An unnatural breeze stirred as the sun turned golden red outside of a small window on the third story of an unnaturally heavily guarded prison building in the middle of nowhere.


chapter 1
Heart pounding adrenaline pumping and I wasn’t even the one running. My pulse was sky rocketing just watching the young woman in front of me run for her life. From what I could only, imagine in this god forsaken blood soaked field. As I looked on I had a feeling of helplessness sweeping threw me for I cried out to her tried to help her but it was as if I was a ghost.
I screamed out in pain as the sensation of being shot sprang up from my leg. As my eyes scanned, the surrounding area to find the source of my agony I suddenly saw the young woman lying on the ground clutching her leg! Terror etched plainly on her face as a striking young man clad all in black seeming to appear out of nowhere started to approach her with a malicious smirk playing across his delicate features. Then suddenly there was audible thud directly afterwards a sharp penetrated pain the back of my skull and And I … woke up?
I groaned as I sat up trying to remember what happened. As I looked at the buff man who appeared to be a wrestler hiding under the disuse of police officer sitting across from me it all came rushing back. I was on a bus to Hell. Well I may be stretching it a bit but a juvenile detention facility ain’t exactly happy clowny vill, which is apparently, what my ditzy foster mom thinks it is. Though if that was entirely true than why she was so pissed after see got off the phone with the cops is beyond me.
See I’m what the prosecutor and his client like to call an evil and demented child. So I shot this kid in the leg it wasn’t that bad I’ve lived past worse. So ok me and a few of my friends I’m no saying who jumped the same said kid for no reason and left him striped down to his underwear. Which by the way are tighty whites I smirked at the thought. The buff dude across from me apparently noticed this because he said in his gruff high and mighty I’m better than you voice.

“what the hell do you think you’re smirking at punk?”

I could have sworn then and there that this man had spent ¾ of his life watching old cheap westerns. Even so, I answered him because I was afraid he would ring my neck if I didn’t though thinking back on it now it probably would have been better if I hadn’t.

“Nothing I was just thinking about the great time I’m going to have here”

I made sure to give him an award-winning smile and say my small part in the peppiest most cheerful voice I could muster. However, to my amusement at the time this just seemed to piss him of more. Being my normal dumb a**, self I wanted to see how far I could push him so I smiled once again and flipped him off saying up yours. His face was as red as a light bulb on a Christmas tree. Then just to anger him even more being as my fear of him was now replaced by enthusiasm I said.

“Why do you look so mad? I was just showing some spirit to liven this bus up seeing as you weren’t going to jeez”

My dream forgotten for the moment and all else aside this was going to be a great vacation.

Things are looking up looking down!


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