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Vex prison Blut Florida may 13 2026
POV - Ryan
The light in my cell is the first thing to awake me just like every other day before today.
The word cell would be the wrong word to describe my current home. It's a small apartment really with a bedroom, a kitchen and bathroom.
I have a lot of amenities that a regular prison couldn't get and wouldn't dare to dream of in a prison.
A great entertainment system including a 60 inch tv with recliner leather seats that you wouldn't want to leave.
That's not even the end of my privilege. I often get to leave the prison though I'm in disguise when I do.
These are the things you get in this world when you know the secrets of powerful men. Men so powerful that they shut down small countries when their names are said in those countries.
"Those like allan mardin a man who seems like your average forty two year old family man.
This is not the case Allan is instead a true monster in every shape and form. Managing to have a part in every part of humanity's violent history.
He or should I say it is one of the reasons every war or skirmish that causes great death happens. This is the thing that is most important about it.
It was there in Vietnam whispering in our leaders ears. It was there during the 100 year war inciting rage amongstmen. It almost caused great deathagain with the Cold War but failed.
It was there to oversee the manhattan project. Some who know of him believe he started the project.
This creatures destruction was notlimited to only one part of the world. It was in Asia, Africa and more than men could've guessed. It was one of Genghis khans closest aides.
It is not the only one of its kind… they are much closer than you would think. Though I suppose that is on purpose after all when you cause great death the ability to hide in plain sight is the best defense.
'Yes knowing the secrets that most don't can give you certain… privileges that others can't dream of in their small but potent lives.'
'Though there are precautions needed and in place when the whole world hates the one you loved.'
I looked up at the ceiling questioning my life. "Tell me virg did you ever think this is how we would end up." I asked someone whose gone a question that wouldn't get an answer.
I didn't need for an answer though. "Did you ever think our love would be turned into a cautionary tale and televised to the world."
"Our thoughts, love, hate, rage, disgust and more laid bare before the world." 'I often loved stories of a tragic love stories… just never thought I would be the one telling it.'
My thoughts quickly grew louder. 'Today is the start of the interviews… never thought it would end like this.'
I laid in bed facing my cell wall longer hoping that the favor we agreed to never gets claimed. The flames of my hopes were quickly extinguished by the sound of someone at my cell door.
I turned from the cell wall to look at the cell door. The same person to greet me every morning for the last two months were there waiting for me to acknowledge him so I did.
That person is c.o. John Watpin a nice Hispanic man who's tall but so skinny his uniform often falls down or comes close to doing so.
"Good morning Ryan the warden told me to come help me get you ready for the interview." 'Makes sense that the devil remembers what he is owed.'
I looked at him before I nodded and spoke. "Yes tell Allan I remember our deal and will be there within a hour."
John smiled and saluted me before he replied to me while wearing a helmet too large. "Ok I will do so good luck on the interview Ryan."
After that he walked off from my cell doorway fast causing his helmet to bounce on his head a lot.
I smiled watching his helmet fight to stay on his head. 'John you often make me laugh even when I think i don't deserve it.'
I headed to the bathroom to get ready for today's event. I walked into the bathroom and closed the door.
It's your average bathroom with a toilet, a standing shower, sink, mirror and a cabinet for toiletries. I opened the cabinet and grabbed what I needed to brush my teeth.
I brushed my teeth for a few minutes before I spit and rinsed my mouth before wiping my face with a wet and warm rag.
I looked back at the mirror to inspect my appearance. I found the average face of a black man with light beard stubble, gray eyes and dark hair.
I leaned closer into the mirror to check my facial hair. "I would shave but since you were once selfish maybe you can allow me a moment of the same."
I left my hair as is in my small Afro that never needed to be combed. 'Even now his power refuses to leave me.'
I left the bathroom and headed to my rooms closet to get dressed. Today's outfit would be just like the rest… simple.
I entered the closet and found what I would be wearing. The same outfit I wore when he found me.
A black shirt with the words paramore in bold, jeans, a black belt and a pair of all star chuck taylors with black socks.
I got dressed quickly and heard a knock on the door. I walked to the door to find John back at my door smiling at me.
"Allan… if you wanted to rush me why use John's face?" John's smile grew bigger before it shifted to Allan's face and then spoke.
"I knew I couldn't trick you… but I still wanted to try anyways follow me." It then stepped out the door way and started heading down the hallway. I walked out the door and followed him down the hall.
After a few minutes of walking my curiosity got the better of me like always. "Tell me what makes you want to have me do this interview?"
The creature stopped walking and looked at me before speaking. "I caused every great conflict amongst men while your kind has great potential for violence."
It paused and spoke again after a break. "Mens brand of violence gets boring… so I thought why not incite violence amongst the supernatural."
It gained a smile and looked at the ceiling with a look of euphoria beforecontinuing. "I mean you guys were entertaining don't doubt that but mortals personal close violence is weak… you depend on creativity too much to cause great violence."
It continued with small releases of manic laughs. "Those of supernatural are different while their creativity is much lower than men's they make that up in their bodies."
"Can you imagine a fairy targeting the children of supernatural beings or a siren being dragged ashore and murdered by a dragon."
Its laugh and smile grew impossibly more manic causing its disguise to slip. "Adding to that what if men learn they are not at the top of the food chain and to some are on the same level as sheep or cows."
It's laughed drowned out everythingand everyone in this area while I watched. "The death to follow when men becomes aware of us will be tasty."
It coughed and straightened out its clothes and disguise then it spoke while pointing ahead. "Anyways let's continue our walk."
'This thing is crazy… but I'm worse for wear honestly.' I smiled and continued walking down a path that couldn't doom me further.
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