Pog- military term for someone who hasn't seen combat but will act like they did.
[August 8th-to let readers know the date. MC doesn't know what the day is]
MC POV
That fat piece of shit tub of lard. That ass hat is a fucking overgrown child, with a superiority complex. The first thing that man had me do was constantly call him 'Sir' or 'Warden'. Told me, "I am the Warden here, and what I say goes". That little brain fucking idiot had been a corrupt cop alright. I could count how many times I was brought into his office for him to 'show-off' his prior service accomplishments.
He had been a military veteran who served in a 'warzone'. Yeah, that was fake. I was an actual veteran who HAD served in a combat zone, and this dude was a total pog. The only combat this guy saw was a fucking donut. He went from service to police force where he did and I quote 'great work'.
The guy was a loser, and the longer I stayed here the more I absolutely hated him. He would threaten me often. Saying that he would report me to Mr.Carter or some other shit. Force me to walk with him while he 'mantained' the toys.
That son of a bitch even had me placed in the North cell block, where the experiments who were nothing more than animals were kept. I say animals because all they did all day was bang on the wall, growl and do other animal shit. Those things even threw their poop around like monkeys and dogs.
I hadn't been in 'otherworld' since I got here, which was starting to make me feel strange. I mean for a long time that place was hell, and this place was a relief. Now it is this place that is kind of hell, and that place was a relief. How strange to think that.
The Warden would hopefully bring me food soon, he only brought in 1 or maybe 2 meals a day. All of it was bread and water. Said 'it helps keep punks like you in check' or something like that. The guy was trying to be a hard ass to me for no reason, and the more he did. The more I hated him, and the more my petty little ass thought of all the things I would do to him.
He would disappear, that was certain. I don't know if I stopped or delayed Hour of Joy, but if it did happen or didn't happen that man was dead. He was a dead man walking and didn't even know it.
I like to think I am a calm and nice guy. I got into fights, but who hasn't. I could deal with Leith and all those other assholes like him. But, Warden…that man was built different. He was a guy that took a little authority and ran with it...kind of like that bastard Josh from my previous life`s job that got me killed.
I don't know how it was possible, but I hated the Warden even more now. Yup, he was a dead man walking.
I laid down on my bed facing the ceiling, thinking about the future when I heard a knock on the door.
It was Klein, my personal prison guard delivery boy. He was an alright dude, who had told me more than once that he didn't like that I was here in this cell.
"Hey Max, got your food. Tried to slip in a candy bar, but Warden found out. Sorry little man, but I can't lose this job. They don't hir-"
The white normal lights turned into a red color, and an alarm sound was made
'BRRROOONNNGGG'
I could hear multiple doors opening, and people yelling and sounds of gun fire.
"Hey whats going on out there. Klein let me out" I tried to peak through the small hole that was on the door to see if Klein was still there but saw nothing.
That shit left me here. Damnit. I needed to get out. Thankfully this time Sawyer wasn't around. This was serious, I could hear screaming and shooting. People barking orders and other forms of chaos. I had the feeling that this might be 'Hour of Joy'. If that was the case then I needed to get out of here quickly. I also need to kill Sawyer, get the omni-hand, and find my allies.
I didn't bother to hid anything, there was no point in doing so. Bitting my finger to draw blood, I draw the sulfur symbol with a fire symbol next to it and a circle that connected them together. It should contain the blast in that area, but if not I could heal.
The spell took immediately, and an internal explosion of my cell door caused a large hole to appear in it. The hole led to the outside, where I saw multiple scenarios happening all at once.
There were feral toys feeding on people, some guards fighting the feral toys off their friends or co-workers, and other guards shooting at them. It was chaos with small smiling critters, huggy wuggys, and other small toys just going wild.
I didn't have time to help any of the guards or anything else going on. This was the only time that I would have to get the omni-hand. With it I could trap and kill the prototype a lot easier. Besides they were adults, who were just dying. I fucking died I don't how many times in the last year, so they got it.
I turned to head down the hallway towards the Warden office, when I was stopped by a group of smiling critters. The had just finish eating someone and were now looking at me.
"Cute, but you guys aren't even close to being scary" My comment must have pissed them off as one of them jumped at me, but I grabbed it mid-air by the throat and ripped it apart. I throw the body away, along with the head that had the spine cord still attached.
"I don't have time to play with you all, so move it" they didn't take the hit, and moved slowly towards me.
Using my still bleeding hand I gathered blood in the other hand. I spoke the language meaning "fire" and throw the blood at them. The moment my blood left my hand it was replaced with fire. It was a basic spell, and the backlash would be redirected towards the blood.
The smiling critters screamed, and frantically moved around as they were consumed by the flames.
My path was clear, so I ran as fast as possible towards the main cell door. Once I got to the semi-circular room, with the gated fence that led to the Warden office. I was meet with even more chaos.
Yarnaby, a piano face dinosaur were banging on the fence trying to get to the screaming guards inside. There were the other large toys in the room as well. Eating poor staff members that didn't make it to the small safe haven that was the fenced gate blocking the creatures.
Yarnaby was the threat, and needed to be taken out. I felt briefly bad about not being able to save him, but realized that killing him was a mercy at this point. Not only that but I couldn't let emotions cloud my judgement on the greater good of everyone here.
I need to get inside quickly, I didn't know when Warden would give his omni-han-, my train of thought stopped when I felt something bit me on the leg. I looked down to see one of the smiling critters. It was trying to bite my leg, but got a little nasty surprise instead. The worms in my body had developed and adapted to fit their ecosystem. That being said, they got very violent when outside that ecosystem. Needless to say the smiling critter was having a very bad time.
Grabbing the smiling thing, taking it off my leg and tore it apart with easy. When I looked around and noticed that all the other toys were staring at me. This was going to be annoying. I looked at them and spoke
"Well..come on I don't have all fucking day"
Yarnaby and the other bigger toys circled around me while the smaller ones ran towards me. My hands were full at the moment holding the bleeding limbs of a toy, so I couldn't use magic right now. Plus, I doubted I would have the time to do anything besides very basic fire magic.
The little shit didn't get far, as I beat them with their little friend`s limbs. They were all weak to blunt force trauma, who knew.
The piano dinosaur thing roar, and wiped it tail at me. Sending my ass backwards. Yarnaby took that moment to pounce on my back. It was tearing at me, but with the gathered blood I was able to spray fire at it.
Yarnaby was flammable, it ran down the hall screaming, thrashing and hitting everything in front of it. I rolled away, just in time to see a the pianosaur having landed where I had been previously. I wouldn't be able to beat this thing with my fist, sword it is.
Thank god I learn flesh manipulation, the little critters were great material for a bone sword. The sword I made was formed using the bones of the critters that I had killed. It was a basic bone bastard sword.
When the sword formed, the saur tried to swing its tail at me. But, this time I was ready for it. The sword and the tail met…with the tail falling to the ground with blood pouring from the wound. The thing didn't have a chance to scream, as I jumped up and stabbed it in the head.
The rest of the creatures were easy to take care of after that. The prison guards were all looking at me with their mouths wide up. I walked up to the fence gate and told them
"Let me in."
That only got them to scream more, and trying to lock the damn thing harder and faster. They kept saying 'demon' and 'monster' and 'what the fuck is that'
It was getting annoying, so I simply stabbed my way through. I walked passed the guards, and made my way towards my destination. The warden`s office.