The Prison.... 25th century

The former prison is completely decimated. The concrete walls now a pile of rubble and the warden’s office already burnt to cinders. All that’s left of the secure abandoned prison is the mixture of spray paint, blood and bullet holes on the walls of the still standing confinement building. The forest that once surrounded and secluded it is gone, replaced by shriveled caricatures of their original selves.

Whitney: Come on Grandpa, the thing I wanted to show you is this way.
Stop calling me that!

Zorua wrote:

Whitney: Come on Grandpa, the thing I wanted to show you is this way.
Stop calling me that!

*You hear the crunch of gravel faintly. Sound travels far in the wastes. The crunching comes closer from infront of him.*

Whose there? *I raise my came towards the foot steps *

*The crunching infront of him comes closer, almost to the door of the prison*

Identify yourself... *my eyes narrow*

*A dog exits the door, it's eyes glassy, looking franticly around*

*I lower my cane*
Whitney: Your mean grandpa... *she rushes forwards kneeling down petting the dog* it's okay doggy.

*The click of a shotgun resounds behind Zorua's head, the feeling of the heated metal barrel at the back of his head* Drop everything you have. *The dog barks frantically, attempting to bite Whitney* And by the way, Girl, shoot the dog. It has some disease.

*I raise my cane shooting the dog, before dropping it and my knives and yoyos* How long have you been following us?
Whitney: Awe Grandpa why?

Zorua wrote:

*I raise my cane shooting the dog, before dropping it and my knives and yoyos* How long have you been following us?
Whitney: Awe Grandpa why?

Ever since you left the "Creature Catcher" Base... *She crouches, looking at the belongings before taking the rugged hunting knife and smiling before putting it through an empty scabbard she had. She then takes the cane and tosses it to the side. She doesn't regard the Yoyo. She steps back* Turn around... Both of you...

*I turn around with my hands above my head*
*she looks up at the new girl*

Now... I saw the chick go in... Never saw you Gramps... Now, how did you come out, and are there more of you? *She glares at Zorua with her shining purple eyes*

I was defrosted two days ago.

Defrosted? What the hell do you people do in that glorified cave...

We protected humanity...

*She laughs rolling her eyes* Protect? And you protected the world by freezing yourselves and running like pussies? Yeah, you protected the world real good. *She gestures to the landscape*

Didn't really have a choice in the matter... that's what happens when you have level four security.

Well then, *She points the gun to Zorua's Robotic leg and firing. The buck bounces out of the metal and shooting out in all directions* The fuck!? *She jumps back, trying to shield herself*

Come on! My leg had already been shot, you've just made it worse! God I hope Sweets can fix this. *I grab the shotgun from the girl, pulling it from her hands using my robotic arm* Give me that!

*She notices the limbs, rolling on the ground and taking a revolver out, pointing it at him* Bet my trigger finger is faster than a glorified popsicle...

What's your problem with the foundation?

The best reason I can give? They started this shit! They locked up every monster into one place, and expected to control them! Secure Contain Protect my ass!

Wee didn't expect to control them, just contain them! Besides how do you know about us?

*She bites her lip, glaring at Zorua. She gets to her feet, her revolver still pointed at his chest* Non of your business. So what if I know what the "Creature Catchers" Actually are?