I could hear the harrowing screams if the prisoners throughout the prison grounds, as the chill in the air was one that cut straight through josi’s bones. As he sat shackled and chained, it was different to other disciplines he’d seen other kids his age go through as he grew up on earth within the mortal world and the pain and suffering dished out to prisoners within Hellidon Bay a designated teen discipline re-education centre.
He sat on the cold concrete slabbed bed with nothing on but something that stopped him seeing anything around him it seemed to cling to his face and wrapped around his head. Tight enough so it felt as if it was pinching his skin, the mask seemed to have a small rough cut circular piece joined to it which forced his mouth open slightly sometimes the soldiers grabbed him tight and forced something down which made him feel as if he was choking the more he fought the more pain he was in. This rubber that they forced down his throat meant he was suffocating momentarily as they poured hot liquid down. He could feel the warmth through a tube and the force it hit his stomach made him feel sick.
In a moment his mind drifted to what had led him to the prison life. The nightmare he now found himself in a state of perpetual darkness unable to see or talk to anyone. They had given the Prince who had fallen from the loving grace of his family lesser sentences. As the only thing he could hear was the continuous crowing of the crow and the drip of the water he couldn’t see where it was. He grew scared but refused to show it unsure how long he had been in this personal hell he waited for the tube to be removed as he felt that he would pass out until they removed it pulled him to his feet they forced him to walk forward as they hooked large guide irons to the neck collar so they maintained the distance from the blinded prisoner.
The child could feel the sharp spikes in his neck as they pulled along him. Jodi remembered the King’s men explaining some or was he privy to watching another prisoner he was no longer sure things got mixed up in his mind. Some days he couldn’t even remember who he was. Sometimes he couldn’t remember his family or even if he had one, he was sore and could.
“our job is to keep you alive by orders of the king. But that does not mean comfortable, heck it doesn’t even mean you have rights. We want to know who you’re working with. Mithra tried to focus on the gruff hard tones of the man’s voice as he desperately tried to cling onto anything.
“Fuck you, I’m not saying.. You will kill me before I talk.“ Josi clarified that he would not talk he wasn’t giving anyone up.
“ your seventeen, you have the rest of your life if you behave and give up the names of your associates home.“ The gruff voice replied as they made the child lie down, tilted at an angle with his head in a bucket of freezing cold water the device had been designed so he would fully know the water around his head “we have administered two drafts of hallucinogenic drugs I advise you swallow it’s designed..” The gruff voice stopped josi knew he had no choice. But remained quiet, and the soldiers forced his head under the water, which caused the child to fight out more than usual as they held his head under the water. With only the tip of the circular metallic device showing. Intermittently , they would bring his head from the water and allow him to take the short breaths.
“Who is Phoenix? What is Phoenix?“ the gruff voice demanded an answer as Mithra’s was scared and trying to fill his lungs as much as he could realise he was not in charge but would hold out for as long as he could.
“FUCK YOU ASSHOLE.“ He seemed to scream at the soldiers unaware that the man had signalled to lower the boys head back into the water Mithra’s knew one thing to hide his gang from everyone even his best friends didn’t know about Phoenix. This punishment continued for months, although it felt like an eternity.
Day in and day out the same routines he had split from his family and friends and thrown back into the centre of hell. Mithras knew one thing he never talked about the inner sanctum that the Dark Lore gang seemed to act as a cover for he was a young child scared but refused to let it show as he was put through the torturous anguish and pain and refused to show the pain he was in. As they moved him from one torturous interrogation routine through to another, the child refused to talk as they took the mask off finally granting him the chance to see where he was. Albeit briefly because he was not giving the information that they required. Mithras was in serious trouble and as far as the knights could tell it was getting worse.
Josi’s sat in the dark cell and listened to the dripping water which he could now tell came from the other side of his cell. Where a slight warmth could be felt as he looked around the room he wanted to leave this nightmare behind him. But he did not know where he would go. As the sound of the cells slamming shut echoed around the chambers where his cell situated as the soldiers left him to think and digest the work that was being carried out. The young teenager pulled his legs to his chest and tried to get comfortable on the cold concrete slab which had become his only source of rest from the pain of the punishments and interrogations that they made him to go through.
They marched him back to his cell where they left with the mask firm at around his heard a loud bang which echoes around the room. within minutes scared confused and alone.with just his thoughts for company. He contemplated where his life went wrong.
“My name is Josi, I stand accused of trying to improve my world, my good deeds now turned to evil syns. Now you know me as darkness, you know me as shadow that haunts the dimensions. For standing against