Marlon City, 4:53 pm The Tower, containment sector 9 ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ [i]Fuck my life...[/i] Jace thought quietly to himself as he began to regain conciseness. He lay spiraled on the ground in a tiny box, just big enough to lift his head. It was dark, cold, and smelled like steel. He heard muffled talking behind the walls of his tiny prison, too soft to make out. Suddenly, the top of the box opened up, light flooded onto his body and cool air filled his lungs again. He lifted himself up, pushing against the walls for support. He slithered out of the box and into a bigger room lined with metal panels on the floor, walls, and ceiling. Lights were aligned perfectly on the ceiling too, and one of the walls was a huge window. There were people in white coats walking around the room behind the window looking at other rooms like his, talking to each-other, working on computers, or writing on desks. Other people wearing armor and holding weapons were paroling around the room too. Three people in white coats and a person in armor were looking directly at him through the window, fascination splashed all over their expressions. "what the hell are you..." one of the men said. "We should call Orwell about this... Quickly! Call him right now!" another said. "yes sir!" the man in the armor said as he turned around and headed out the door. [i]This doesn't seem so bad...[/i] Jace thought. ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ "Orwell! Come on... Pick up the phone!" The security guard yelled as he dialed Orwell's number again. "fine... I'll just leave a goddamn message..." he muttered. "Hey Orwell, sorry for calling at this time... We have something you will really like to see! Please come down to containment sector 9 right away!" he ended the message and sent it. "Did you get him?" The scientist said behind him. "No... But I left a message." "Great... We cant start tests without a board-members approval... We can wait though..." The scientist said as he walked out the door. "Warning! Containment breach in Containment Sector 9! Code Black! Code Black!" the automated alarm system called as the emergency lights turned on. "Shit... Shit! Shit! Shit!" The Security guard shouted. ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Jace watched the people outside curiously, studying them. Suddenly, a strange voice sounded through the rooms, "Warning! Containment breach in Containment Sector 9! Code Black! Code Black!". The lights flickered and flashed, the computers went black, and un-powered doors unlocked. The Containment field in his chamber flickered once, twice, and went down, exposing the plain glass. Jace moved towards the glass, eyeing it curiously. He reared back and punched it lightly, leaving a tiny dent in it. He hit it again, harder. It made a small crack. Some of the Security looked at him in shock, pulling out their weapons and aiming them at him. [i]14 guards... not a good outcome...[/i] Jace thought. He moved away from the damage he'd caused and rested on the floor. The security guards calmed down, but still stayed to guard his chamber.