Chapter 2
Newsman: We interrupte this program to bring a special news bulletin.
Newswoman: Just minutes ago, the President of the United States has been shot. And now confirmed the President is dead from his wounds.
Newsman: The suspect wanted in the assassination of the President has been caught and taken into custody moments after the shots have been fired. The gunman was identified as Y/N L/N, a US Marine Corp member who served two tour duties in Afghanistan. Now he is held without bond until trial...
In a jail cell, Y/N sits on a bed, looking at the floor. He was stripped of his Marine uniform to wear prisoner uniform. The man was a hero but now he's a criminal. No a murderer. He killed not an ordinary man. No. The President of the United States. Now he's going to spend the rest of his life in prison. And what's worse is that he will never see Penny again.
Y/N: Why? Why am I in here and not with Penny? I wanted her to shake hands with the president, but with him dead, it's- argh! Dammit! (Gets up before slamming his fist to the wall)
Then the cell door opens and a pair of cops appear. In their hands was a nice suit with a tie and shoes.
Cop#1: Time to get cleaned up. Your "fans" are waiting.
Y/N: Like I care... Let's get this over with. I shouldn't be in here.
Cop#2: I would agree with you, war hero.
So Y/N showers and dresses up for the trial. For at least two or three days, Y/N was on trial even though he is trying to prove to the crowd that he was not the one who killed the president. Even the best lawyers won't help him. The third day of the trial.
Judge: Has the Jury reach a verdict?
Jury: We have your Honor. We find the defendant, Y/N L/N....
Guilty
Y/N sits down as his sister goes to comfort as she starts crying.
Penny: No! Don't take him!
Judge: Mr. Y/N, since many people wanted you dead, but since your sister is your only one in your family left, I will spare you. I hereby sentence you to life in the Blackfield Asylum where the insane go.
Y/N: One day, I will return and find the man who kill my Commander in Chief and clear my name. Even if I had to silence anyone who gets in my way. Penny, don't worry. Your brother will come back to you.
Penny tightly embraces Y/N still crying. Just then the cops pulls Penny away as another pair handcuffed Y/N and take him away.
Newsman: We have just received word that Y/N has been found guilty for the murder of the President of the United States.
Cameras show a huge crowd of angry people and those with cameras. Y/N is being lead to the police van.
Crowd: Murderer!
Man: I hope they fucking kill you!
Woman: So much for serving our country!
Man: I hope those inmates make you their bitches!
Some of them wanted to beat up Y/N, the police and members of the National Guard held them back. Y/N is lead in and sees Penny one last time before the doors closed.
Just a while later, Y/N had been transported from the East Coast to the West where he is moving through a desert area. After at least a half and hour, a police bus escorted by cruisers reach to the destination. Y/N looks and sees the Blackfield Asylum
Cop: Welcome to Blackfield Asylum, killer. Enjoy your stay
Y/N says nothing as he was haul put and taken inside. He gets mugshots before he was hauled through the hallways where Y/N sees inmates yelling at the top of their lungs or going wild and crazy. They see Y/N before they be silent
Inmate: That's him. The guy who kill the president.
Inmate: Looks like fresh meat.
The cops reach to a door before opening it.
Police: Here you go. Enjoy your stay.... forever.
He unlocks the cuffs and pushes Y/N into his cell before slamming the door.
Y/N looks around before he leans on the wall and slides down to the floor.
Y/N: My life is over...
It is over for the poor lad...
Or is it...
Next chapter coming up...
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