An adrenaline filled me as chaos erupted in prison as it drastically changed into chaos. Suddenly, two prisoners came towards with pure rage until two of my friends fought them.

Prisoner #1: Get out of here, (y/n)! We got your back!

(y/n): But-

Prisoner #2: Tiny, go and live your life! Be a better person than us and create a home for yourself or you'll not only disappoint us, but yourself!

I will never forget their sacrifice they've made. The loud sounds of fighting, gunshots, and alarms made me felt scared as it's pure chaos at prison.

(y/n): Okay, time to get my equipments and get the fuck out of here!

I started to fight every prisoners my way through cell block 2 where the officers held my equipments. Once I've made it to cell block 2, many prisoners were ready to fight me until I grabbed a pipe near my right foot. One of the prisoners ran towards my face and I swing it towards his face.

(y/n): Come at me, assholes!

As every one of the prisoners started to come towards me with pure rage in their eyes, I continue to swing the pipe against them until they started to retreat.

(y/n): *mutters* Motherfucker.

I quickly traveled to the lockup as I thought it was easy until I was met with a steel door with a code lock.

(y/n): Well shit! If I find a dead officer lying on the floor, then I better call myself Ezio Auditore Each Firenze.

I looked around the hallway and saw a dead officer on the floor as I raced towards him. I quickly looted his pockets and got the password for the code and $45.

(y/n): Yes, that'll do good for me.

I raced back towards the steel door and punched in the code until it unlocks. I rushed inside to the lockup, and found my bag that held my gear.

°A lock pick set

°An alarm hacking device

°A glass cutter

°A kitchen knife

°My street clothes

(y/n): Alright, time to not spend another minute in this hellhole.

Once I grabbed my bag, a spider was on the back of my hand and bite me.

(y/n): Damn spider!

I flick the spider and it falls off of my hand. I started to hide the spider bite and raced forward to the main gate as it made me think of happy thoughts to see my sister again until I heard two of my friends calling my name with tears in their eyes.

Prisoner #1: Dude, you're okay!

(y/n): I thought you two died or injured.

Prisoner #2: What matters is that we'll stick together by your side and nothing can stand between us and freedom!

Suddenly, we were all met by a large explosion in front of us, destroying the bridge.

Prisoner #2: Dammit! Okay, let's swim towards the city and find a safe place to lay low.

(y/n): Look, I know a place where we can lay low.

Prisoner #1: Let's go, man!

My friends and I dive towards the water and swim faster when gunfire erupted from the prison. A group of guard's were firing at all of us to stop our escape.

(y/n): DIVE!!!

We dived underwater and swim faster as bullets were flying as it almost hit us until we've finally reached the docks.
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Tony: Boss, you have to keep better security around the mansion.

Tony sat in the back of his limo while talking to his boss on the phone.

???: What makes you say that?

Tony: Your foster son got inside and now he knows everything about me. He even knows where my family is!

???: There's no need to worry about (y/n), he's locked up in the most secure prison. There's no way he can do anything when he's behind bars.

Suddenly Tony's phone went off, the gangster pulls his tablet out immediately to see a live news report going on.

News reporter: -a local prison estate has reported that (y/n) (l/n) escaped prison with his friends after an explosion erupted recently.

An image of (y/n), Tony had visited a week ago, materialized next to the reporter.

News reporter: If you happen to see this man, report him immediately. For your own safety, remain indoors at all times; only go out when it's an emergency.

Tony: Shit! If the boss finds out about it, he'll kill me!
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Within hours of the breakout, New York City was in a state of mass panic. Within the city that never sleeps were looting, car thefts, riots, gang wars, all the signs of a good anarchy. To my eyes, New York seemed to have been harshly awakened. I took the boys over to my hangout through back alleys to avoid the massive police response as red and blue sirens rolled past us. After nearly two hours of avoiding police cruisers and helicopters, we found my home in the condition I left it in, surprisingly.

(y/n): Good, they didn't track the place and confiscated my stuff.

Prisoner #1: Wait, you never told us why you got arrested.

(y/n): It doesn't matter, we gotta stay focused and head inside.

The others and I entered the spacious hangout.

(y/n): Gentlemen, welcome to my home.

The others explored the place as they were in awe. One of my boys saw two large crates full of weapons and cache with scraps.

Prisoner #1: Dude, where did you get all of these guns?

(y/n): I may have stolen some of them from Kingpin and Hammerhead.

Prisoner #2: How did you survive from them?

(y/n): I follow my escape routes from Kingpin while I runaway from Hammerhead.

Prisoner #1: Runaway? Were you one of his gang?

(y/n): Yes, but he raised me like a son with my sister until my sister and I realized what he was really doing. My sister decided to stay while I decided to get myself in trouble from him and his boys.

Prisoner #2: That's rough, buddy.

(y/n): Don't worry, I'm alright. Now, we must lay low and I already have some money.

Prisoner #1: How much?

(y/n): Since I sold some of the weapons and ammos for about $100 and I stole $45 from prison, I say about.....50 grand.

Prisoner #1: Damn!

(y/n): We can live off this money for a while and lay low till the heat wears off. After that, we can make our next move.

Prisoner #2: Sounds reasonable, but what can we do?

(y/n): We can just chill, play some video games, watch some movies or shows, or we can just rest.

Prisoner #1: Fine, I'll just chill here and watch some movies.

Prisoner #2: Me too.

(y/n): You know, I kinda forget your names since our time in prison.

Bishop: Name's Bishop.

Carlos: Carlos.

While I was heading upstairs and Bishop and Carlos were chilling downstairs, my head started to spin and I'm switting until I passed out in my bed.