In the midst of the Violence Level. A myriad of conflict and battle occurred.
A Man name Wyre, one of the most notorious pirates in a small section of sea 5 years ago carried a barbed wire baseball bat! Slamming it into the side of another prisoners skull! Flesh and skin being carried. His belt was made of the same wire as a long and large tattoo slinked across his skin, Curving sharp black lines that were thick in a strange patter than went up to his shoulder
Around him were dozens of other prisoners. Some from small time pirate crews, others had tattoos the organzied them into Sects of Gangs within the Level of Violence.
The Triples. Or 'Trips'. Designated by the Tattoo of 3 Numbers across the body. The higher the number. The higher the position….
There was then the Caudal a Racial Gang. Made only of Fishmen. A Skull of a fish with two fins behind it.
Finally on this level that was of any importance were the Pure. Designated more by their look than tattoos. But they most certainly had ink. A Clawed hand with an X over it. A symbol that says, not in words, but through the simple gesture of 'we dont want your kind'. The Pure. Are a Racial Extremist Group.
Currently, the Leader of the Trips, a man by the name of Tre. A Large muscular man with the numbers 99,999 99,999 99,999. Swirling and rotating around his body. His skin was a dark leathery, old. 50's or 60's. A Wooly mustache across his upper lip while he picked up a prisoner and slammed in through a dozen walls! The Prisoner's body tore apart into a mess of blood and guts before splattering across the ground in front of a Member of the Caudal
"Hey! Watch it Chucker!" A slur meant for humans. Derived from 'Chucking around Races'. Other terms include 'Snapper' 'Nogill'
"The Fuck did you call me, Son?" Tre asked. Cracking his neck from side to side.
Else where in the prison, some held chains. Others shivs, Knives, and broken pieces to be used as make shift weapons.
Rumbling shot through the level as down below at the deepest level but one above where the Octet had entered into the elevator, a small man, 5'8, and muscles like strings had sent a Ogyr through the wall! Quickly the man who was known as Jax. Or Jasons Kad. He was a strange figure. Deathly bare. And held no body hair on his body whatsoever. Bald on his brow, mouth, and even lacked eyelashes.
He was like a predator. Slinking towards his prey as the Hoggish beast attempted to stumble back to its feet. Shaking its head with force that quaked its entire bulbous fat body. Hands that held only 3 digits dazzedly grasped at the large metal club that sat at its feet
Jax on the other hand quickly picked up two metal rods from the broken cell door before dashing forward! Leaping up into the air! And with a near emotionless face bar the widening irises from exertion, landed on the ogyrs pink flesh! Both rods impaling into the large traps of its neck!
A swine roar and squeal released from its deep larynx muscle! Its muscle were too taut! Too Dense! Too tight and not limber to reach behind itself! This gave Jax an open opportunity to continue stabbing away at the neck muscles! Blood spraying into spatter dot patterns around and on the walls! A steady river of flowing crimson streamed down its back and puddled around its legs!
The hands of Jax got more and more rosy in color as the blood thinned and painted across his hands!
Jax, even with immense strength to knock around the beast, would've had trouble to put enough force into his punches and strikes to do enough damage and put the Ogyr down. Only being able to focus enough force into the tips of the metal, piercing deeper and deeper into the much weaker veins, and internal organs past the muscle and skin!
Hanging from one bar, he stabbed between the fat pectorals of the Ogyr! Between the ribs! And into its liver! Twisting and pistoning the bar as if he were merely churning butter!
With a loud reverberous roar! The Ogyr flexed its muscles! Unable to even attempt another grab as all it attempted to do was run from the pain! Through a wall! Then another! And another! Before Slamming into a troll with enough force that it caused one of its arms to snap as it was swatted to the side!
The Ogyr came to a stop in an open arena area, one of the blank rooms! Filled with other prisoners all in their own skirmishes, some watching huddled around in small cliques, others were in intense brawls! But all stopped when the Officer of the level came shooting in through the wall!
"Holy shit! An Ogyr!" Some said, attempting to distance their very human and normal strength bodies away from the large pig!
"Whats that on its back!" One shouted, with another prisoner in a head lock. But the two that seemed to be having more of a friendly brawl, loosened each others grips and backed up when they saw Jax with only blood of the Ogyr spreading across his face with only wide eyes!
Using the bar, he split the stomach open! With one hand shot his hand through! And tore the things heart out! Before leaping off the body. A bite being taken from the partially beating organ…
And before the others could react…Jax was already off! In a room filled with his next prey!
The Elevator finally came to a stop. A loud clunk of the gears ceasing its movement. A small shake following
Inside; Leroy, Bonney, Diva, Danny, Quinn, Riff, Hora, and Mar-Syl stood ready in the elevator…Thanks to the guard Elevator. They had been able to take it all the way down past treachery. And into the Frozen Wastes….
The Area was Indeed utterly Frozen. It was large and barren. Like a lake frozen from a blizzard. Its own wind bellowing through the level. Frozen mounds. Frigid plants. And strange shuffling creatures far off in the distance…
Stood a tall tall figure. Standing Straight. Hands tight. And balled into fist.
Diva and the others recognized the visage even as it was over 100 meters away.
The Highest Authority of The Impenetrable Prison Imperious Styx
The Ruler of Hell
Gatekeeper of the Abyss
The Warden
Dante