[b]"O-oi! Hold on a second!"

Cleon Alistair[/b] had just finished up with taking a dump at his putrid latrine when the prison guards suddenly rushed all throughout the rest of the custody sectors, and three pairs of two wardens flocked his individual isolation unit. It was the first time that he had seen them in such a hurry, and perhaps, it was the first time he ever saw one of them take a single step in his chamber of confinement. Having prepared himself for a nap, those preparations were cut short as they took him by his wrists and began to forced him out of his cell. [b]"What the hell are you- Get your sweaty hands offa-"[/b]

One of the guards landed a kick to his thigh, causing Cleon to crumble to the ground and allowing them to seize control of his body. [b]"Pipe it, you,"[/b] the guard hissed as they dragged him through the halls that all looked the same to him. [b]"Dont wanna break your glasses, kid. You're gonna need 'em on Earth."[/b]

[b]"Earth?"[/b] Cleon uttered in confusion, the pain in his thigh thriving wildly. His ears perked up towards the communication speakers as the obvious pre-recorded voice congratulated him for, essentially, being sent into an atmosphere of radioactivity. From the stories his foster mother would tell, that was all the Earth was reduced to, now; ashes and radiation, all because their predecessors two generations prior thought it was smart to duke it out against each other with weapons capable of... well, reducing Earth to ashes and radiation.

[b]"What the hell?! Why am I being taken?!"[/b] Cleon complained as he attempted to struggle against the men, to no avail. [i]Fucking psychopaths! Isn't there nothing left?![/i] [b]"Are you people mentally deficient?!"[/b]

[b]"Be quiet!"[/b] one of the six guards barked, only serving to further incite Cleon.

[b]"Let go!"[/b] the teenager stammered as he looped his head around and lunged his face towards one of their arms, sinking his teeth into a layer of protective clothing and feeling as if he chipped a tooth or two. In mere moments, Cleon was thrown into the shuttle where he was kicked a number of times as an 'anesthetic' before being tied down. [b]"Damn you!"[/b] he called out to the departing guards from his seat.