"This The New Batch Warden sent, Substandard At best." Spoke a cold ruthless voice coming from a flashing steel camera, in a pristine white room, where seven individuals stood draped with sand bags over their heads and long white gowns that reached to their shins.
Side by side with their shoulders almost touching, the sounds of bones cracking rippled across the room as a certain man stretched his backs, while his chained hands reached for the open section of his gown.
"Doctor the Warden Uses Seem to diminish Ever so often, maybe It time we consider a replacement." Standing directly across the group of seven, a blonde woman draped in a white coat glanced towards the end of the group, her eyes shimmered ever so slightly before the same cold authoritive voice rang out.
"Now Wanda he still has a few uses left, I suppose for now, still I doubt This inferior Batch with be on par with The last, Send in the fingers and prep The Red room we have a lot of work to do, Hail The Queen Of Vermillon."his voice echoed as the blonde woman eyes shone with a glint of insanity, as she pressed her hand into her bountiful chest before saying.
"Hail The Queen Of Vermillon." The shortest of the group of seven stepped back, his feet pattering against the cold floor as he spoke, breaking the blonde woman out of her trance.
"What the fuck kinda Cultist shit is going on here!" His voice shaking, laced with Fear as he stepped back more until his back touched the wall.
Wandas eyes darkened her smile dropping, as Her gaze trickled down to the man, watching him as nothing more than an insignificant pest.
"I didn't sign up for this shit! Let Me Go!" He said falling to the ground yelling.
"The Warden said I was going home! He said it Please you got the wrong guy please let me go!" Trembling in place his sobbing resounded.
"I ain't do nothing, I've been good, I've repented for my mistakes, please.." a young voice of a man interrupted his cries, with his hand still scratching at his backside of his gown he spoke.
"Ed get yourself up, Eye of the Tiger remember." His voice made a few out of the group turn their heads to his direction, as they remained silent, while Ed sobbing went quiet as a soft whisper echoed.
"Jax? Is that you."
"Yeah it's me." Before they could continue, a frustrated sigh came from Wanda as she stared at Ed.
"Enough with this charade, it's bores me to know end to here the voices of cattle speak when there not meant to."
"W-"with a soft click coming from Wanda hands, the floor underneath the seven glowed a bright blue before a strong current of electricity struck them.
"AHHHH!"
"SHITT!!"
"MOTHERFUCKER ILL KILL YOU BITCH!"
"ED YOUR DEAD!"
"SCIZZORS!SCIZZORS!"
Hearing there agonizing screams, Wanda's eyes darkened even more as she held the button.
"You are nothing, forget about your life before, for with your useless life you will be blessed with a purpose by the Queen herself, you are lucky, you are chosen." Her eyes glowed reflecting the scene infront of her.
"You are home."