"The catch is the explosive microchip inside of your brains. You've all had a 'routine' medical examination within the last two weeks, you all received a shot during that. It was with this operation in mind. If you 'act of line', then a switch is flipped and your head explodes like a ripe watermelon against concrete. It's a bit messy but it gets the point across." Warden Hardying said as he answered Jesse's question, and Scarleth's for Mr. White, a cruel smile on his face. The business suit wearing man gave the Warden a look, he didn't exactly want to reveal that information at this moment. [color=fff79a]"The Warden is correct, that microchip will explode if you go out of line. But I must state that we do not want to go to that extreme, you are all skilled individuals whom we do not wish to kill unless there is no way around it. Consider it an absolute final resort,"[/color] White said with a glance around the table. Callum was not the least bit surprised at the bombshell announcement, he almost expected something like that from the Feds.[color=fff79a] "As long as you do your missions to the best of your abilities when you receive them, then the topic of the microchips will never come up again."[/color] His eyes were upon Jackal as the being entered the room, it was an impressive creature. He was glad that plenty of precautions were put in place. It was not a dumb animal, it was an intelligent being, so Mr. White gave a nod of acknowledgement as the Gorgas took his seat as the table. Callum was not that shocked by the sight of Jackal, he had heard of that species before and had seen stranger things in his travels around the galaxy. [color=fff79a]"You won't be fighting alongside the Federation, you are a special operations team. Your existence is a secret. The explosive chips wired into each of your heads are the catch. The Federation has done its research, we highly doubt any of you would try to kill each other on your missions. You will all value your freedom too highly to do such a thing."[/color] He stated with a smirk. [color=fff79a]"There is plenty of food on the [i]Gladius[/i], we have stocked enough to last you for years. There are also ot-"[/color] Mr. White's words were interrupted by an alarm loudly sounding as a red light flashed in the room. The Warden stared at the alarm, then at the device on his wrist as he receive an urgent message. Prisoner cells across the station had suddenly come open. A good old fashion prison riot was about to occur, involving many of the most dangerous beings in the galaxy. "Mr. White, take these prisoners to the [i]Gladius[/i]. There's an emergency situation in the facility, I fear a riot is about to occur. You four, help escort this group to the vessel, you two follow me." The Warden stated then popped of his seat as he exited the room, the guards in the room exchanging looks of surprise as two following Hardying out. Mr. White had a look of shock on his face which he exchanged with the other business suit clad man. [color=fff79a]"These type of things always happen at the worst times. All of you, follow me, we're going to the ship, [b]now[/b]. I highly recommend against joining the rioters, the [i]Gladius[/i] is one of the only two ways off of this station. The Warden won't take this situation lightly. I won't either."[/color] White warned as he exited the room. Noise hit him as soon as he left it, screams, gunshots, sounds of brutal action. The entire prison outside of the small meeting room had descended into pure chaos. Prisoners stormed out of their now unbarred cells as the force-fields keeping them inside all dissipated at the same time. Many thought they were hallucinating at such a sight. They were not, it was real. As soon as the convicts were freed they assaulted nearby guards, primitive shanks tore through their armor. Defeated bodies of dead guards laid around the cells. The prisoners also fought amongst themselves, an unlucky amount were ganged up upon for various reasons. Old feuds reignited in a time of pure chaos and prisoners who had ratted out their fellow inmates were brutally beaten. The rest seemed to band up with themselves as they were freed from their confinement. Smiles were on all of their faces, violence was something many of them enjoyed. Guards had sprinted to the armories as they armed themselves with the emergency equipment, heavy armors, shotguns, gas grenades. Fear was in many of their minds as they were forced to defend themselves against some of the worst people in the galaxy, all of whom were very angry. Warden Hardying had dashed back towards his quarters as he frantically assessed the situation. A repeating message blared over the intercom. [i]"Prisoners, return to your cells immediately. Rioters will be shown no mercy."[/i] One of the most spectacular scenes could be seen at the far end of a hallway from the meeting room. A dozen guards moved towards a cell block as prisoners prepared for a charge. The twelve guards clenched huge metallic riot shields, in each of their other hands they had ignited shock batons which glowed a shimmering blue. Above them more guards leaned over the railing as they aimed rifles loaded with shock rounds at the prisoners. The convicts had no fear in their eyes, they greatly outnumbered the guards, they stepped over the dead bodies spread around the block, others simply stomped through them. A large tattooed man stood in front of the pack, his chest was covered in blood, anger in his blue eyes. He rose a fist and screamed a terrifying noise, the prisoners behind him followed the exclamation as they all charged towards the shielded guards. Boots smacked against the metal floor as the mob rushed the scared men, time seemed to slow as they got closer. Then they all collided, bodies sickeningly bounced like bowling balls into pins. Bones broke and fractured as the huge group clashed, one of the guards' baton shot backwards as he was trampled by the prisoners. Another one had his shield wrestled away from him. Above the guards fired into the mob, just hoping to thin them out. It was no use, there were too many outraged convicts. What had been a dozen guards quickly turned to nothing as the enraged prisoners tore them to shreds. Blood stained the floors as the prisoners advanced. [color=fff79a]"This way, come on!"[/color] Mr. White exclaimed as watched the scene unfold with fear in the back of his mind. He had a way off this station, his ship was docked right next to the [i]Gladius[/i]. The docks were not that far away.