A Different Kind of Prison

The Setting:

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There is a place where the government keeps unusual people. Not people who look a little different or have a slightly higher IQ, the kind of people who are different deeper down, and their families. This is that place.

Families have a few bedrooms to themselves, but the cameras are everywhere. In the morning, each family is escorted to a communal lounge where they're served meals and allowed to socialize. There are board games and sports equipment in the room, although it's all hollow and easily breakable so the prisoners can't use them as weapons. This has the added purpose of allowing the scientists to observe how the unusual act with others. The scientists also double as teachers for the children, with the history always slanted in the government's favor. At varying times each day, people are taken to private rooms for testing. They check blood pressure, weight, height, everything you'd see at a normal doctor's appointment, sometimes with extra checks added for the specific individual.

The food is alright, but nothing special, similar to food you'd get in a school cafeteria. The clothing is an orange uniform for the prisoners, making them easy to spot. The guards wear dark green suits with a belt for guns, ammo, taser, etc. The scientists wear blue. The uniforms are to keep adult prisoners from impersonating others.

There are people of all ages here, from the youngest children to the elderly. Some have been here for their whole life, and others were taken recently.

The unusual may be aliens, daemons, monsters, or anybody else with physiology and/or psychology significantly different from humans.

The Rules:

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No godmodding
No sex, but gore is okay if somebody tries to escape or something
Only swear when it's unnecessary to get your character's point across
Characters can be prisoners, scientists, or guards
Join anytime. Even if the story has progressed far, the government is always picking up new folks.

Possible Plot Points:

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These are just guidelines and ideas. If you have an idea, feel free to go with it. I'll add more as I think of more, too.
-One of the prisoners isn't the only member of their race and others of their race try and rescue them
-prisoners try to escape
-people sometimes disappear when a scientist tests on them alone
-guard/prisoner or scientist/prisoner fall in love (prisoner/prisoner is accepted)Again, I'll add more when I think of more

Well, I'll start it off!

Nate

A faint thumping sounding on my door, and I rolled over, pressing a pillow firmly against my head. I don't want to get up yet.

"Nate?" Mom called. "Maya and I are waiting." I sighed and rolled out of bed. There was a pair of florescent orange pants and a shirt of the same hue resting next to it, like every morning. I miss the jeans I can only faintly remember wearing, but I put on the clothes anyway and then knock on the door.

"I'm ready." A faint beeping sounded as the guard entered the code and the door slid slowly open. I stepped out and hugged my little sister, ruffling her curly hair. "Hey, your horns are longer today."

She bounced on the balls of her feet, smiling. "I know! Aren't they pretty?"

I smiled tiredly. Until Maya was born, I had never seen another girl like her. None of my kindergarten classmates had horns or wings. For that matter, none of them had purple skin or eyes, either, although I had seen curly brown hair on a couple of them. But whenever Maya asked Mom why she didn't have wings, she just said that it was because Maya was little and she'd eventually grow out of it. So all I said was, "They are! I really love them, Mi." And they were, glittering and crystal clear, however unusual they might be.

The guard coughed. "Miss Maya, Nate, Freya, we need to go." Mom, or Freya as the guard called her, reached down and grabbed both our hands, grinning at the guard, and he lead us down the hall to the big room.

It was crowded, of course, but a group of Mom's friends waved her over to a corner table. Mom asked, "Why don't you go play with your friends, Maya, Nate? I need to speak with mine."

Maya took hold of my hand and dragged my off, but I kept shooting glances back at Mom. Just because I was only ten didn't mean I was stupid. Whenever adults went to talk away from us kids, whether it was the guards, the doctors or Mom's friends, it was always interesting, and often as not, about one of us. Maybe if I could get closer...

Totsi

Only a few days ago I had been back in the forest, where I had woken up and lived until they had found me. Now, they are leading me rather harshly through the vines, ignorant of my shabby clothing, which are pricking, jabbing me cruelly. These woods had betrayed me to these beings.

Strange noises emit from outside of the only place I'd known, since before I knew. They thrust me forward into a object created of material I had never seen before, from what I could remember. Something sharp is pinned into my arm, right before they let go. A thud comes from part of the object as it is rammed forward, and the there is a scraping sound, following by a slight click. Then it falls silent.

Draco

Two guards trailed behind me, guns aimed at my back. They thought that the guns would help them if I decided not to follow their orders....it was sort of funny just how stupid these people were. Thinking that their weapons would affect me even if they somehow managed to use them assuming that I chose to fight back. I stopped at an intersection between a few hallways when I heard screaming; down one of the corridors the guards were dragging a teenage girl dressed in a white gown by her hair. One the guards who were escorting me got brave enough to slam the butt of his gun into the back of my head "Get moving!" I shot him a murderous glare over my shoulder that made him take a few steps back before looking down the hallway again. Both the girl and the guards were gone. We continued down the corridor for a few more minutes before coming to a large metal down. I flexed my fingers as the guards unlocked the door, then took off the shackles from my wrists. I stepped in the room, rubbing my wrists listening to the locks of the maximum security door click behind me. Tables were scattered throughout the room, younger kids were playing board games while the majority of the adults and teens were speaking among themselves. Another thing that I found funny about this place was that there wasn't anything in the room that could probably be used as a weapon, however, most of us either had built-in weapons (claws, fangs, horns, ect.) or didn't need one. I took a seat in the corner of the room away from everybody else, leaning back in the chair and crossing my arms. Though my purpose for not resisting was to gather information about this place, but after almost a month I didn't manage to put too much together....and it kind of bothered me. But it wasn't the only thing. I was incredibly observant, something odd that I noticed was that a few people (or beings as the case may be) seemed to be missing. That was something that really troubled me.

Totsi

Waking up, I find myself still in this hard object, being thrust forward as it stops moving. A thud or so are heard, footsteps, then the door opening. Those whom had taken me led me out of the object towards this other tall object. Their words were odd, yet I could somewhat understand them. They pushed me into the 'building' as they called it in front of them, locking the door behind them. All of them then left to another part of the 'building' while two stayed behind. They grabbed my arms harshly and half-lugged, half-hauled me to yet another part of this 'building', not the same one the others had gone into. One of them unlocked a door, and the one left holding my arm shoved me into this part of the building, slamming the door closed and locking it once again.

This is a new place to see and learn about, apparently. I wish I was back where I'd come from, but, for now I'm not. I find an empty area and sit down against one of the tall structures holding up this 'building'. I watch what these others do as I think about how I might find a way back home sometime.

Nate

An old man stood up and walked over to the table where Maya and I were playing with the few other kids who lived here. He put a hand on my shoulder. "Most of you kids have been here yer whole lives, yup?"

I nodded. I had seen the outside world before, having lived there until I was six, but we came here when Maya was born. As far as I knew, the other kids had all came here before they were old enough for kindergarten.

"Well then, gather close. Let me tell you a story."

I scooted my chair closer, eager to hear all of it. The old man scooped Maya onto his lap, and she rested her head on his shoulder, smiling up at him. It wasn't often we heard anything new. With some amusement, I also noticed a few adults leaning near.

"Outside was wonderful, kids. Beautiful, even. Every day was different. And so many less rules. Children just like you could run laughing in the snow, or dance in the summer sunlight. For those of you who don't know, snow is this white powder. It falls from the skies and it's so very cold, but it's beautiful. You can roll it up into balls and throw it at one another, and it will break back into dust without harming anyone. You know, I do believe it's winter now." He smiled wide. "Outside any one of those doors, it could be snowing right now."

A guard who had been listening covertly stepped close and grabbed his wrist. "That's enough. I know what you're trying to do. You're going to go see the boss for trying to plan an escape."

"And what if I resist?" I backed towards the table. Every time something like this happened...well, I didn't want to be around. But the old man still had Maya.

The guard whipped out a gun. "Then I fire." The old man pressed a spur on his wrist against Maya's throat. A single drop of blue blood formed.

"Oh, I don't think so. Which will your superiors hate you more for? Killing two of their precious freaks, or letting them go free?"

The room went quiet, and I knew that everyone was holding their breath, waiting to see what happened. I prayed quietly for Maya, even though the scientists always told me that God wouldn't help a bunch of freaks like us.

Draco

I sat in the wooden chair, deep in thought, almost oblivious to my surroundings. That is until a guard pulled a gun. I silently watched as the situation unfolded; the guard ordered a old man to come with him, but the old man scoffed at the guard saying "And what if I resist?" The guard replied by clicking the gun "Then I'll fire." He said. The old man stepped back pressing his wrist against the throat of a small purple-skinned girl he was holding, drawing a drop of blood then smiled "Oh, I don't think so. Which will your superiors hate you more for? Killing two of their precious freaks, or letting them go free?" He seemed incredibly confident that that the guard wouldn't fire. I wasn't so sure. I seen his finger slowly tightening around the trigger, the barrel trained right between the little girl's eyes. I leapt from my chair and stood in front of the gun just as the guard fired it. At point-blank range, the bullet passed into my chest inciting gasps from around the room. The look of terror in the guard's eyes, as I dug the bullet from my chest with my fingernails and dropped the piece of lead as the ground, was priceless. I stared into his eyes and a blank expression appeared on his face "Put the gun away." I ordered. He did. The old man took the opening and aimed for the guard's throat but I grabbed his wrist then twisted it behind his back. Resisting the urge to tear his arm out of socket. "It's fine if you gamble your own life but do not risk the life of a child." I kicked him lightly in the back sending him stumbling forward before turning back to the guard. "Go on patrol and forget what occurred here." The guard walked out the door locking it behind him. I looked down at the hole and blood on my uniform, the only proof that I had been injured seeing that the wound had healed seconds after I removed the bullet. The room was alive with whispers about what I just did, attention was not something that I wanted.

Nate

I ran to Maya and gave her a hug, staring in amazement as the bullet wound on her savior's chest disappeared. "Thank you," she whispered in shock.

Mom ran to us then, scooping us both into her arms. She gave the man a tiny nod when the guard was out of earshot, and whispered, "If there is ever anything I can do..." He simply nodded back and walked away, seeming somewhat annoyed by all the attention he was getting.

~ Victorian

"Here she is."
I turned to the voice, my blue coat swirling around me. I always wore it unbuttoned, giving a clear view at the dark blue and black suit I called my work uniform. I barely ever left laboratories at all - I saw no need in following the dress code as strictly as I was told to.

Doug was frowning, holding the girl and pointing a gun at her head at the same time, his muscles stiffed under the dark green suit. I frowned a little too.

"I told you I don't approve the use of weapons here," I said. "One bullet flying in the wrong direction can cause the whole building to get endangered."

I observed as the guard carefully let the girl go and put the gun away. There was nothing in the room that could ever really endanger anyone. I wasn't that stupid to create such an easy opportunity - but it came in handy that Doug didn't know that.
The girl, free from the guard's hold, took a few steps and stood at my side. I found the guard's expression amusing, wondering if Doug's more worried about me getting hurt or the building getting blown up.
"That will be all, thank you."

I watched Doug leaving, and the door locking after him, as the girl still silently stood by my side. Strands of black hair - the same colour as my own - hid her eyes, but I knew they are dark and red, under long lashes.
"April," I called, and she slowly looked up, her eyes meeting mine. "How are you today?"
"Fine," she said. I tried to remember if she has already turned ten or not. "You?"
I smiled a little - being caring didn't suit what she was, yet she always did care.
"Rather good as well. Now. Have you been recording your dreams, as I told you to?"
She nodded.
"Of course I have, Daddy."
*

Nate

Dr. Cordello approached us calmly. "Maya, Nate, Freya, please come with me."

We followed silently. One of the daily check-ups. I knew that they were really only interested in Maya's results, but they wanted to see if any of Mom's or mine changed oddly over time, too.

She sat Maya up on a table and started by checking her heartbeat, chatting with Mom as she did so. "I heard about the incident earlier."

Mom sighed. "Yes. Do you think the guard really would have shot Maya? Innocent Maya?"

The doctor sighed in worry. I had noticed a lot of adults doing that lately. "Jeff's unpredictable. I really don't know. I think he's religious, so maybe."

Mom drew in a sharp breath. "Because she resembles a demon?"

"Yes." She lifted the stethoscope from Maya's chest. "Still no heartbeat. It's strange that she shows none of the signs of life, except, well, being alive. Does it scare you when she sleeps? I would imagine she looks to be dead."

"Maya's such a light sleeper, actually. She always wakes up if I make the slightest move. But she'll never be thought of as normal. I sometimes wonder if this place is better, because they're safe."

And who says ten-year-olds don't listen? I knew for sure that the 'they're' she spoke about was Maya and I. But why wouldn't the outside world be safe? Was it because Maya looked different?

Draco

A woman came in a few minutes later and took the boy, little purple-skinned girl, and their mother away. Somebody noticed me watching as they were taken away "Don't worry. It's just a simple check-up. We all have to get them." I turned my head to come face-to-face with a red headed girl who looked about my age (roughly seventeen, give or take a few months). She stared directly into my eyes and didn't look away, it was kind of odd because most people tended to avoid that even before finding out what I am. The girl had unnaturally blue eyes, almost cyan. I blinked and turned away from the girl but she pulled up a chair and sat beside me "I'm Artemis. Who're you?" I paused for a moment then answered "Draco."

Adabelle-
Well zac asked for it when he threatened that girl he could be such an ass sometimes so I didn't feel bad when I confronted him "what the hell was that you could have killed her you almost did kill her. I thought you were trying to get out not kill people in the same boat as you. What is wrong with you?"
"calm down no one got seriously hurt" was all he said and he said it as if he never did anything wrong now that seriously annoyed me and I growled and walked away if i didn't then I would end up shifting and that wouldn't end well for anyone. I spotted my friend Artemis talking to some newbie and I thought I would go say hi

Nate-

The doctor opened the door and called for one of the guards. When none showed up, she sighed again. "Nate, Maya, can you get back to the main hall on your own? I need to talk to your mother for a minute. Privately."

She watched us walk down the hall until we turned a corner, then shut the door softly. I grabbed Maya's arm and tried to pull her back so we could listen in. She set her feet and stubbornly said, "Dr. Cordello wanted us to go back to the main hall."

I rolled my eyes and whispered, "No, she didn't. She just asked us if we could find our way back there on our own. Don't you want to hear what they're saying?" I released her arm and returned to the door. She followed reluctantly.