Maxie gave a hook punch at the other man, his opposer grunting as he felt Maxie's fist collide with his cheek. Maxie felt his shirt get grabbed by the other. He wrestled for dominance as he shoved his opponent into a wall. Their head banging against the wall, causing them to topple down in defeat. Maxie looked down at his beaten aggressor. He turned around to find himself face to face with one of the cops, Winter.

"Hands behind your head, Max." Winter demanded, Maxie nodded, doing as he was told as he observed his feeble opposer get escorted towards the hospital wing. Winter cuffed Maxie, then steering him out of the cafeteria and into the hall, as the other officers attempted calming the other prisoners in the cafeteria.

They continued walking, Maxie then going towards the room labeled, 'Solitary Confinement'. A one celled room those would have to stay in if they posed a threat to others. "W-woah, solitary confinement? Winter, I didn't even start the fight." Maxie defended himself. Winter opened the door, nudging Maxie into the room.

"Yeah well, who ended it?" Winter opposed sassily, locking Maxie inside of the cell. Maxie naturally opened his mouth to make a statement, soon closing it as Winter left. Maxie gave an exasperated sigh, collapsing on the stiff mattress he'd have to sleep on for the night. He shifted his mattress a bit, hearing the soft shuffle of paper under it. The hell...? The broad shouldered male looked under his mattress, recovering a tan file. He gently opened it, only to find coincidentally, his own profile.

Name: Maxie Black
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Race: American
Sexuality: Pansexual
Height: 6"2
Weight: 211 lbs
Eye color: Purple/Gray
Jail Time: 20 years
Date Started:June 15th, 1999
Cause:Homicide of 3 'Hunter Gang' members
Other information: Former wrestler, lived in Virginia, widower, younger brother named Sapphire

Maxie's picture was paper clipped to the file. Maxie was a light skinned male with navy blue hair with black tips. His eyes were a purplish gray and several scars covered Maxie's body.

Maxie frowned at the cause of his jail time. I shouldn't be in here...all those gang members were asshats...they deserve to be the ones in jail. Especially after what they had done to Sapphire...he shoved the file back under the mattress...1999. 20 years of jail time. It was now March of 2010...that would mean... Maxie started counting on his fingers. 8...9 years of prison left? He gave a groan, loosing count of the calculations and letting his thoughts run free.

The male soon loosing himself as he wondered and pondered continuously, drifting off into sleep.

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"No no no! Stop it! Let him go! He's only 9!" Maxie yelled, feeling himself restrained from the two gang members that held him backwards. His little brother gave a small whimper as another gang member kicked him harshly in the ribs, a sickening crack being heard. "Leave him be!" Despite Maxie's fearsome reputation, tears rolled down his cheeks as he could only helplessly watch as Sapphire was beaten by the other brute.

The gang members laughed, Maxie heard some footsteps approaching from behind, unable to see who it was as the two gang members continued to restrain him. The gang leader? He thought, trying to rip himself free from the other's grasp, unable to. A piercing noise rung in his ear but no pain came searing into him, the clap of gunfire coming from behind them. He felt himself get released as he fell face first into the floor, the three gang members aborted the scene, attempting to run. Maxie exploded towards the three members, shoving the back of one's head into the corner of a dumpster. Blood smearing on the side as the first attacker dropped dead.

He launched himself at the second gang member, punching him in the gut with a middle knuckle strike. He followed up as the man buckled over, elbowing him in the chin, forcing the gang member to bite his tongue. Maxie shoved the man backwards, causing him to stumble down onto his feet, giving him no time to recover as Maxie stomped on his opposers wind pipe, crushing it as he took his last few breaths.

Maxie looked backwards, watching as the final gang member ran off. He tried running after him, unable to keep up, soon halting as more gun fire sounded. The sound of bullets firing echoing as the gang member ran back, running to Maxie. Maxie kneed them into the groin, uppercutting them in the jaw as his opposer stepped forward. Attempting to stab Maxie in the shoulder blade, Maxie parried the attacked, redirecting the knife towards his attacker and shoving the blade into their throat. The opposer dropped to their knees, dead. Maxie looked down at the deceased gang member, his hands shaky.

"Sapphire!" He suddenly remembered, sprinting over to Sapphire. The small boy looked even smaller than before, his dark blue hair caked in dust and blood. His knees bruised with sharp cuts that had gashed his cheeks and arms. Maxie held his little brother close, the soft slow beating of Sapphire's heart being the only comfort.

"Somebody help!" He cried out loudly, continuing to hold onto Sapphire as tears heavily streamed down his face. The memory of the gunfire from before banging in his ears.

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"Mr Black, time to get up." An officer barked, banging on the door cells with a baton, Maxie stirred awake. He easily identified the cop as Sabre despite the sleepiness. Sabre was one of the superior police officers, known well for his top intellect and patience.

Maxie gently rubbed his eyes, which were groggy and still quite heavy from sleep as he forced himself out of his comfort, sitting upwards as he stretched and yawned prodigiously. The officer opened the cell door to the solitary confinement, hand cuffing Maxie and escorting him out of the cell. The two walked down a long hall, a few pages on a bulletin board catching his eye. Twelve police officers killed in car chase. Pictures of all twelve deceased cops were hung up, along with two other grayscale pictures.

One picture was of a male that looked as if he wasn't old enough to even be in jail. Based on the lighting of the picture, he had a light tone of skin with much darker hair that was decently neat. His eyes sparked with mischief and intellect.

The second picture was another male, noticeably shorter than the other. His hair seemed black and even a bit ruffled, his skin was a tad bit darker than the other male in the picture, from what Maxie could tell. The eyes of this one seemed tired and full of fiery rage that had no chance of getting doused out.

Maxie turned towards Sabre, who instantly corrected Maxie's path, forcing him to turn back the way towards their destination. "Officer, what happened to those cops? Those twelve ones that died...in the car chase." He elaborated, unable to catch the eye of the officer that was escorting him.

"I'm afraid that's none of your business." Sabre sighed, browsing through the cell door keys. Maxie looked down at him, being taller than the officer.

"How come?" He softly demanded, the cop looked back up at Maxie with a stern look.

The officer gave a sigh, finding Maxie's cell door key and slotting it into the key hole. "Listen Mr Black. I know you're a good guy, just keep your nose out of things that aren't your business." He pat Maxie on the back as he uncuffed Maxie's wrists, the male going inside of his cell as his heard the door getting shut behind him.

"Place is cleaner than I expected. I absolutely thought this place was going to be an absolute shithole." A voice sounded, Maxie snapped his head towards the voice. He saw a male in his bed. He wore the usual prisoner outfit, his hair a dark navy blue that could almost be considered black. His eyes were a sapphire blue that appeared slightly green, his skin light as if the sun had never touched it before. Maxie recognizing the male as the being in the picture from before.

Maxie looked out of his cell, unsure if he had accidentally been put in the wrong cell or if this newcomer had gotten his cells mixed up. "What are you doing in here? This is my cell." Maxie huffed, striding over towards the other. The stranger looking at Maxie with an innocent smile.

"Is it really?" He tilted his head, as if he were some sort of confused puppy.

"Yes. Yes it is." Maxie narrowed his eyes, "now I suggest you get out of my bed." He demanded fiercely. The newcomer shrugged, looking at his hands.

He looked away, then looking back at Maxie. "Or..?" He clicked his tongue. Maxie's back had been aching from the stiff mattress in solitary confinement, loosing his patience he shoved his face into the other's. Their noses practically touching.

"Or else I'll hurl you into the wall, you got it? My advice is to get out of my bed, or else this might just get nasty." Maxie snapped, firmly grasping the collar of the other's shirt forcibly. The newcomer counter grabbed.

The stranger pushed his face closer towards Maxie's, "alright..? And my advice for you is to get a breath mint." He retorted with a smirk. Maxie was ready to shove the other into the wall,

"Woowwwwwwww." A feminine voice commented in the background, both males turning towards the other. Leaning lazily on the cell door was a long black haired female with darker skin and some dazzling sky blue eyes. "I swear like...you guys have met for only a few minutes...and I'm feeling so much gay tension alreadyyyyy." She gave a goofy smile, slouching over as she continued watching to two males.

Maxie shot a fierce glare towards her, "be quiet Melon, I was just telling pipsqueak here to get out of my bed." He looked back at the newcomer, his gaze boring into his skull. The stranger opened his mouth to give a sharp comeback, Maxie pointed behind his back. "So. Out." Maxie hissed, he didn't budge.

"Y'know you guys could share it, nothing wrong with having a tad bit of gayness arounddddddd." Melon slurred, Maxie was flabbergasted.

"Hell no! Must I remind you that we just met? And besides, as if we'd fit in the bed toge-" Maxie was cut off as he staggered backwards, feeling some pain in his shin.

The newcomer kicked him in the shin, "oi, back off." He demanded, scooting out of Maxie's bed. He dusted his uniform off as he looked at Melon with a more composed posture. "Absolutely not, you can go turn around and go back to sniffing whoever's underwear your were taking a whiff of earlier." He spat. Melon's eyes widened as she slowly turned around, mouthing a 'wow'.

"Gay? I'm not gay." The newcomer muttered softly, taking the unclaimed bed that was parallel from Maxie's bed. Maxie was able to get a better look at his cell mate. He was much shorter than Maxie and was quite scrawny and slender, didn't have much muscle. "Wooo!" He exclaimed loudly, taking a deep breath. "Kinda glad I got out of that bed." He looked at Maxie, who got into his own bed. "It kinda smelt like a gorilla farted there." He grinned. Maxie rolled his eyes, letting the silence take over the room.

"Never got your name, kid." Maxie told the newcomer smoothly, as if their wasn't an argument that took place just minutes before.

The stranger didn't bother to even look at Maxie, "name's Okame." He answered. Maxie delighted to not hear a sour retort from the other.

"It's Maxie, Maxie Black." He responded promptly.

Okame looked back at Maxie, throwing his hands up in the air a slight bit. "First of all, I know your name. Second of all, I don't care." He looked shrewdly at Maxie with a 'matter-of-fact' expression, smiling. Maxie rolled his eyes, a few moments of silence passing, he didn't even bother to ask how Okame knew his name. "Cool name though, if I have to be honest." Okame smirked. Maxie's face softened as his the sides of his lips lightly lifted to create a small smile.

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Maxie shot a glance at his sleeping cell mate, silently leaving his bed as he scooted towards the entrance of his and Okame's cell, he took off his shoe, slotting his arm and shoe through the cell bars. The male carefully pressing the shoe against a folder that was mounted on the wall. He flicked the shoe upwards, careful to keep it in his grasp as a file flowed to the ground, falling out of the folder. Maxie looked back at his cell mate, less tense to see that Okame was still sleeping. Maxie reached through the bars, quietly retrieving the file. He opened it up, valiantly attempting to use the dim hall light to help him read the papers.

Name: Okame ???
Age:17
Sex: Male
Race: Asian
Sexuality:???
Height:???
Weight:???
Eye color: sapphire blue
Jail time: Life sentence
Date started: March 23rd, 1999
Cause: Mass murder
Other information: other records of theft and assault

A small picture of Okame paper clipped to the page, unsatisfied, Maxie flipped to the back of the paper, it being completely empty. This guy isn't even legally an adult, and he's in here for a life sentence. What the hell...Maxie frowned, there has to be more on this guy. This can't be all. He looked up, undoubtedly hearing some shuffling.

Maxie flinched, seeing the sapphire eyes of Okame peering at him in the darkness, Okame's hair disheveled from the sleep. "You know, if you wanted to figure out things about me, you could just ask. No need to play Mr. Sneaky." He grinned knowingly, tiredness evident in his tone.

"So, you have any questions?"