Hell

Looking around, Athena noticed that all the girls seem to be between the ages of 15 to 17 and pretty looking. With this Athena had a terrible thought in mind, don't tell me that I'm going to be sold to a brothel? Lost in thought she didn't notice that someone had entered the place.

"Ahhh" screams and wails were heard as water was sprayed waking up the prisoners.

"Welcome to Hell. Here you will be trained to become killers. Survive and you will be rewarded otherwise only death awaits you. You will be competing with each other for the chance to crawl out of Hell. Remember the rules of this competition, it's to kill or to be killed." After leaving the last remark he unlocked the cages before leaving everyone with a cold stare.

The man holding the hose told everyone to lineup and strip before hosing the girls bodies again, then led them to the dormitories where they began to quickly put on their uniforms under the lustful gazes of the guards. Burdened by hunger and fear for what the future brings, that night was a long and sleepless night full of cries of despair.

'Sigh. This place turns out to be really Hell.. but at least it's not the brothel.'

Being born in a Military family, Athena and her brother, although pampered, were brought up with strict military and combat training and is able to stay calm in tough situations.

'I better take it one step at a time and hopefully I can get out of this place' thought Athena with a flash of determination before finally letting her heavily lidded eyes close drifting off to sleep.