I'm Not Okay With This...

"listen you scumbags, dirt bags and delinquents. I'm the rule and order of last resort in this place. This ain't a boot camp nor a summer camp. I'm not your nanny nor your friend. Failure to follow my rules will lead to severe punishment. Any attempt to escape this place will lead to your permanent detention "The warden Bruce said.

"I'm not okay with this. What should I tell him that my dad and his dad used to be friends once upon a time. It's better if I just keep my distance because if my dad found I'll be a dead man. I must achieve my agendas before leaving this hellhole, after all that's why I'm here in the first place "Quieten thought to himself as he stood next to the fence awaiting the new inmates to join them on the prison yard. Something inside of him had been awakened. Tyler and the others were finally released to the yard. All the other prison inmates were cheering and jubilating throwing toilet paper all over. Each with a reason for the sudden joy.

"Hey, I'm Quieten, what's your name? Actually my dad and your dad know each other. I can keep you safe "

"I'm Tyler, not to be rude but I really don't need it, believe me I'm more than what meets the eyes "

"Hey trust me, prison is a cruel place. It takes endurance and will to stay on top of the prison food chain "

"Like I said I can handle myself very well"

"Okay don't say I didn't warn you, watch your back rookie "

"So, where are the washrooms in this stinking hellhole, I gotta go? "

"I can take you there if you don't mind? After all this is a prison things happen "

"I really don't mind you seem so calm, is this your first time in prison "

"No, it ain't. It's actually my second time but hey who's counting "Tyler said sarcastically.

"What had you been detained for? "

"Story for another day "

"Okay. It's your story not mine "he said as he lead Tyler to the washrooms which were filthy.

After exiting the washrooms, Tyler encountered a tall, muscular piece of a human skyscraper. His eyes reminded him of the cold depths of hell. The guy held one piece of a scissor blade wrapped with a dirty rug. He was staring at him that he began feeling that he was facing the executioner a guy who was infamous for executing people in cold blood. He would chop off their hands and all their other body parts and would have them smuggled to foreign countries. His elias name was "The Butcher "but sometime back Tyler's father had managed to subdue him and defeat him.

Something went wrong and the butcher's son fell into the same pit, maybe it was the genes maybe it was all the emotions he had caged up. After all the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Turns out their family was riddled with the serial killer genes. Unable to conquer this biological incompetentance the son was worse than the father. Tyler was the one who had defeated him but what he didn't know is that the guy knew his secret identity and had sworn by everything there is to swear with that he would have his vegenance.

"So you thought you had seen the last of me? Oh! How the mighty have fallen. Are you ready for round two hero? "

"I'm not who you think I am "

"Cut the crap I know that you are the "Mighty Nexus "also know as Tyler Hayley "

"Wait you are? The one! Then that makes your dad... Oh my God! "Quieten said in shock but he was just pretending.

"This doesn't need to happen butcher "

"Your wrong I made a promise "

"I also did but what you were doing was wrong "

"She deserved it they all did "

"She was only seven years old. You took away her future. You ripped out her tongue and removed her eyeballs "

"I enjoyed every single moment of it as her soul faded away"

As the two were about to clash using his abilities Quieten secretly made the butcher unconscious collapsing on the cold yard grass. Some guards who were watching them immediately ran into the yard. Using their batons they beat up both Tyler and Quietin who were immediately taken to isolation cells. Each was thrown inside. The cells structure were engulfed with darkness. They were meant to wear down your spirit and make you lose hope of ever getting out of prison. They did irreversible damage to the pshycie of all prisoners some even went mad. After a couple of torture ridden weeks they were finally released from the abyss to join the other inmates. By now Quietin and Tyler were the best of friends from that point on life was very easy on them. Apart from the constant looming threat of the butcher and his gang life was as good as it gets in prison.

"Listen butcher, I want Tyler to suffer also but do not kill him. I want him alive so that he can feel my pain. I want to break him. You almost tried to kill him, that's not very smart of you. You are threat to my plans, stand down or suffer "Quietin said.

"Punk don't mess with me or else... "

"Or else what? Are you gonna butcher me like you did your classmates? Yeah I know. People like you disgust me"Quietin said. It angered the guy so much that he began punching. Quieten who was dodging them. The more the guy unleashed each punch , the more he got exhausted. He was landing blows on Quietin who was draining away his kinetic energy. All of a sudden Quiten's right hand began to glow, he took hold the butcher and unleashed all the stored up kinetic energy which broke a couple of ribs.

***

As he sat there he realized that Tyler actually might not know where the key was maybe because he was the key. He wondered how long will he continue living in his father's shadow. He was gone but somehow even in his death he still managed to pressure him. His dad associates wanted to induct him into the brotherhood but inorder to be inducted he had to kill two former members who had drifted away and escaped the Brotherhood. The BH was a manipulative evil organization rooted to all major positions in business, schools, military equipment production facilities, medicines and the government. In schools especially high schools which were not in their control. They sent their agents to infiltrate and find any irregularity which they would use to blackmail the school. The main aim in recruiting high schools was inorder to use them to manufacture their drugs which would be smuggled by the same students. The money from the drugs would be used to finance their organization. The organization was not known by anybody. It didn't exist making it difficult to track and end it once and for all. Traces of mention of the organization existed but all those who dare expose anything about it would die. He never asked for this but he had to keep up the image of his father.