Indifference
Veemon looked at blackgatomon, "can't be to much better, were held up at the prison. but there is some find of flue going around." the man asked, "but the prison has a huge fence doesn't it?" veemon said, "yeah but..."
Infected
Not having to force such a task as he once did with veemon in the prison last time was long gone. bearmon was free to enjoy the pleasure in a whole new way now truly to admire the cuteness impmon had to him.
Purgatory -Rough Draft/Arrival-
The heat itself was enough to kill a person in less than an hour without shade, the dust that filled the lungs of many had them hacking and coughing within moments; as all this was going on those few prisoners who held their composure this long had quickly
Spike Returns
And long behold in due time they came upon the prison. dorumon stopped, "this is as far as i go." spike and vulpix continued to go as they went in from the other side of the prison. patamon leaned against the railing.
The White Robe Chapter 22
#13 of the white robe caitlin gets some kind words in the yard while she awaits her trial as much as she hated to admit it, caitlin was starting to get used to the routine of the prison.
CYSA Ch2: A New School
The doors opened to the main hallway, the walls were painted a light pink color - the same used in some prisons to try to keep their inmates calm - and there were metal doors along the hall at regular intervals (none of which thrax saw as he was
CSYA Ch1: Last Chance Gone
Thrax sat in the back seat of the police cruiser, for the fifth time that month. He had learned how to get comfortable in the cramped plastic seat with his hands and wings cuffed behind his back. Thrax was a fifteen year old silver...
Brotherhood (Taster.).
It was then that I lost all hope, I'd been betrayed by my own commander, my comrade who'd pulled me from the dirt on the battlefield and inspired me to fight when my body told me to flee. When Voretuum, my commander for whom I'd follow orders without...
Worlds: B1, C2 The Thief
"a new prisoner, eh?" they say. the tone is obviously male and has a slight accent i can't identify. "and here i thought this cell couldn't get any smaller."
The Princess' Distraction
A short word from the muse: Ugh, its so hard to get this guy to stop doing things and just put his fingers on the keyboard so I can have some time, fortunately I have secured complete control for the moment and have a new story idea for...
Scrap
"prisoner. what are you doing up at this hour, where are your clothes?" a lightly armored guard walked by my cell, led by torchlight. "on your feet."
Evil Bethlhem
The soldiers formed up a small group of prisoners before lights out, the chimney smoked again that night. hell had opened its wide, gaping jaws and swallowed up friends and families of many people.