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101ST?

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Life is harsh in any world you are in, be it this one or the world I came from, it does not matter I will do more then my last life.... hold on where?, why the hell?!

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Yells, moans and all manor of noises echoed through the cells, if they could be considered that as they were sealed in all directions. young adults doing all of this. Fucking, Gambling, yelling out of there cells and some just danced like idiots. The echoes faded as the went down a large hall, a cell far removed from the rest. In this cell the sounds of droplets was the only things heard, while sweat hit the ground at great speed this person has hit the floor. While up above a young man could be seen or atleast his back. The back muscles flexed as he brought his body up with his arms, across the shoulders down either arm there was beautiful art world. The mans skin was slightly tan, in great contrast to the pinkish red petals down both his arms enhanced by the black Smokey look behind them. With a a snake coiling and a weird face, going down both arms. This hair was shaved on both sides messy as a few strands fell at the front. Red hair that was far too red to be natural, the few scars on his chest a large deep X shape. A few few faded ones on his back. It did not take away from his ripped body his eight pack and v cut was prefect. Hearing foot steps as his ears twitched, dropping too the ground and grabbing his long sleeve black compression shirt covering his body, sliding back and leaning against the wall. Closing his eyes while waiting for them to come.

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"Prisoner 101, stand and face the wall" a guard came in speaking, with another.

"Yeah, yeah" I speak, standing looking down at them as i turning.

"Put this on your wrist" a guard says, after opening a box with some kind of wrist band and cuffs.

"Eh, really?" I say, putting them on.

"There's no way I'd let you out of this cell without restraints" the in's guard smirks.

"Whatever, there moving us right?" I say, moving towards them, one to my back, the other infront.

"You'll see" the guard says, laughing and walking into the dark hall.

Coming to the end I saw a face I knew yet she turned away, it has been a long time until.

"Stop prisoner 319!" A dark skinned guard yells at a blonde girl then.

*bang

The girl runs into me, not moving at all, my inhumanly grey eyes are saw for a second as she was shot with a sleeping dart. While a women held her as she fell.

"Take her and Move him. I don't see how they could let you leave this metal" the women that held the girl said to me and the guards.

"A pleasure as always, miss Griffin" I say with a evil grin while I walk over over while she standing at my chest. Leaning down and looking in her eyes.

"Back off 101" a female guard yells while aiming her nonlethal weapon at me.

I stand unmoving as i here Clarke's mother mouthed words to me.

"I got you off this place, keep your promise and help her...please" Abigail, mouthed to me.

"Take him now! I want him out of my sight!" Abigail yells, pretending, looking at me nod.

"You heard her 101, move!" A guard says, pushing from behind while I turn my head smirking, making him back off.

We move towards the drop ship, making sure I was not seen as the other 100 was moved in the from in Secure seats while I was put in to a single casket shaped confinement, brought on to he ship in the back.

Hearing the 100 yell and speak to the guards while I leaned back in the confinement, breathing out cold vapor while I slowed my heart beat. Making sure I relaxed for the trip that was coming. Soon the 100 that bugged were put all to sleep as the drop ship was detached and fell towards the earth. While I thought to myself.

'Finally it had begun' smirking while I had my eyes closed, happy my journey had finally started.

(Short chapter, I'm sorry I hope you like it)

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