A short but single loud alarm rang throughout the rooms and the open area. It was the signal that it was time to serve food, one of the three times in the day when they would bring food out.For Gary, he had missed breakfast before coming here, and now it was time for them all to have lunch. As they walked out, Zig wasted no time in practically running away from Gary and going ahead to join the others.To which Gary just shook his head.'Maybe I should have kept him on a tighter leash,' Gary thought. 'I wanted to use him so I could find out who this Black Jack guy is. It's not like these prisoners have their names tattooed on their foreheads.'At the same time, Gary didn't even know who was part of what two groups that were mentioned either; those that were with the north and south. In the meantime, it was best for him to just avoid any groups in general.When lining up, there seemed to be an order of things. Gary had witnessed the line of people reshuffling their order, making way fo
Looking at the tray in Gary’s hand, there was a large amount of spit all over it. It wasn’t like a regular person’s spit; otherwise, Gary might have just removed the part that had been affected and ate around it.Food was food, and he came from a place where food was precious, and he was thankful that he would just be able to eat another meal that filled his belly. With his special Altered case, being a werewolf, he got hungry more often, and with the food all around him, his stomach was rumbling.Which was why right now, he was trying everything possible to keep his rage in, and not just go over there and smash the tray right over the face of the person who had ruined his food."I remember what the guard said, the only place that I can't cause trouble is in here. Clearly, it seems that there are some liberties people can take, though."Finally deciding what to do, Gary had turned and started to walk toward Stinger and his group, along with the one that had spat on his food."Hey, do
Gary was surrounded in the open space, and rather than it look like anyone was coming round to help him, instead, it just looked like all the others were there to watch a show.[You have been surrounded by a group of prisoners being led by a man named Stinger][New Quest received: defeat the group and get stronger, aiding you on your journey out of here.]If there was one saving grace about the whole thing, it was the fact that Gary was getting something out of it. It wasn't the same as when he went up against random gang members on the street; all of these were Altered, which meant they were somewhat worth fighting."Attack him!" Stinger shouted.Immediately, the man from before with his pursed lips spat out several spitballs, to which Gary moved his head from side to side, avoiding them all.Another prisoner had transformed, with his skin turning slightly green, and started to throw slime towards Gary, to which he shifted his feet, moving a few times, avoiding them all.When the goo
Being an Altered already put one ahead compared to the regular people on the outside, with their super strength, speed, lifespan, health, and overall transformation capabilities.The thing was, being in the AFC also did the same, because it was a place where those who weren't just Altered but also skilled at fighting entered.Of course, there would be strong Altered members of gangs and such who just never bothered to enter the AFC, but on a comparison as a whole, those who entered the AFC were extremely skilled at using their powers.For Gary, he wasn't just someone who had entered the AFC, but someone who was pinned to be a new top 50, a superstar rookie in the making. It was why, without even transforming, Gary was able to topple most of the members that came his way."I heard a little rumor…" Gary stated as he started to walk towards Stinger and his group.They were startled and hunched together, but soon one of them started to fidget, and in the end, they broke from their group,
A nightmare, a striking pain, humiliation, laughter followed by anger. These were the emotions that were rolling all through Stinger's head while he was facing the strange wolf-type Altered that had recently joined the prison.Darkness had filled his eyes, with a pain that was coursing through his entire body. However, that pain subsided; it was disappearing, and he could feel his body working in other ways.Then finally, his eyes started to open bit by bit, and he could see a face staring directly back at him. A man with a short gray beard and white hair. He had wrinkles behind the eyes but broad shoulders and a deep look in them."Calvin Muller!" Stinger said, his voice shaky.He was wondering right now, why, why could he see the North group leader of all things. Wasn't he just facing the green-haired boy moments ago?Calvin slowly pulled away his head and went back to sitting on the ground. When Stinger looked around, he noticed that he was on the north side of the prison. The nort
Gary and Elijah had met when the latter was running an undercover operation trying to find the source of the black substance. In the end, it looked like the substance was linked to NIRV in one way or another.An organization that was incredibly large and seemed to have its hands in everything, including those at White Rose. Because of it, Elijah knew that it would be hard for him to pursue things further unless more evidence was able to be gathered.The thing was, Elijah was restricted to doing things by the books and only doing work that would be handed to him by White Rose themselves. That was why he had agreed to stay in contact with Kai and the Howlers.A win-win situation for both groups as they would share information related to matters that would help them along. Unfortunately, there wasn't much in terms of information about the dark solution to go on.However, the contact between the two still stayed somewhat frequent, and even now, while Elijah was at White Rose, he had been
No matter what Stinger did, he was unable to get rid of the throbbing pain from his shoulder. Once in a while, the pain would shoot through his body, and it was putting him in a bad mood.It wasn't just that, though; it was also the frequent stares that he would get from the other prisoners. Once in a while, they would give him smirks, even those that were part of no group, thinking that they were all that.Stinger had eventually returned to his group's hangout spot, by the giant staircase. When he headed there, the rest of his gang was currently there as well, including the ones that had been hurt.They were all better now, back in action, and a couple of them had already gotten in a few scuffles as because of the treatment that Stinger was getting, the other members were getting it as well.Those part of no group felt a little more confident and had decided to fight back, but it didn't end well for the others. Stinger's group was strong, just not in comparison to Gary.Dragging his
Stinger was on his way to the south side of the prison, and he was venturing there alone. He didn't want to bring his group with him because he needed to make it clear that he was going alone.As he was making his way there, he froze for a second. Turning his head to his right, he could see the guard entering with none other than Gary Dem behind him. The two of them caught eyes for a moment, but quickly Gary just looked away.'That b*stard, I bet he's surprised to see me alive,' Stinger thought in his head as he continued his way to the south side.Similar to the north side, there was a part of the prison where one knew they were in the south side because there were several members that would be guarding the area. However, it was unlike the north side where the members would stand by the hallways.The south members strangely sat down every ten meters or so, and they made it quite clear they knew Stinger was there based on the looks they had given.'Alright, I haven't had much time to