[Jacob]

The Scientist was kept in a small compound under the facility. It was a small grubby area. Cages lined one side of the wall, all seperated with steal bars. Most Orkhids or other carptured creatures were taken there. They then awaited their sentencing or...died. Sometimes both. The Soldier who had escorted him down there was Ilane' brother. He was dark haired and had brown eyes like she once did. He was muscular, and wore a green tank top and black trousers. His hair was short and he had abit of stubble on his chin. He was like a tank...and the Scientist, a mini. The Soldiers name was Arike.

Arike: "You think its f*cking funny, eh? Do ya...taking out your pent up sexual frustrations on my sis. My f*cking blind sis...!?"

The Scientist, who was already bruised from being thrown by Ilane (Or Arias inside Ilane.), mekely looked up. Arike towered over him, clenching his fists.

Arike: "I asked you a question...!!"

Scientist: "N-no...do not...i do not."

Arike grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up, pushing him against the cold brick wall.

Arike: "Then why the f*ck did you do it? Eh?"

Scientist: "Never, I!! N-Never, I never touched her!!"

Arike: "So...are you calling my sister a liar now!?"

Scientist: "No...Yes...Dunno!! She attack me!! Attack me she did!!"

Arike flung him to the side of the cell, ramming him into the steal bars. The Scientist tried to flee but got pulled back by his gelled hair and thrown down to the cold, urinated smelling floor. Arike pulled out a hard, cold metal pipe from the back of his trousers.

Arike: "Now...i want you to beg for your life...hear me...f*cking beg!!"

The Scientist, positioned himself so he was on his knee's and put his hands in a prayer position. He pleaded, his sentences being ever more rushed and dribble running down his chin in pure fear. Arike smirked and brung the pipe down, making contact with his hands. The Scientist, fell in a heap on the floor, crying.

Arike: "Thats right...you cry...you cry. I have a good mind to put you with one of these prisoners and show you how it feels to be raped."

When he mentioned this, the prisoners heads seemed to lift up, their muscles flexed and they pleaded silently for him to do just that.

Scientist: "No...No please!! Please, i never touched her never!!"

Arike brung the pipe down on the Scientists hand, shattering it. And then stood on his knee-cap.

Arike: "Heh...im gonna scar you physically, like you scarred my sis emotionally."

His voice was corse and harsh. And he pulled his victims leg upwards, snapping it violently. The Scientist' cries echoed down the corridor of cells. Arike smiled and grabbed hold of his wounded prey' leg with one arm and dragged him out of the cell and down the corridor, deeper, further into the darker side of it. The prisoners stood near their cell doors. Trying to grasp at the injured victim. They hollowed frustrated as the Scientist went by them, brown sludge staining his white lab coat. Finally they stopped. The Scientist was blinded with pain and could only hear two voices.

Arike: "Yo...Jerome...its me bro, Arike."

He banged on the steel wall at the very end of the prison compound. A slit opened up and a two yellow, slited eyes peered through. A Jamaican accent cut through the prison silence.

Jerome: "What you want?"

Arike: "New challenger for ya...heh, heh. For the pit."

The Scientist tried to lift his head but was too weak and tired.

Jerome: "What he do? And why you bringing him?"

Arike: "He tried to rape my sis, you want him or not?"

Jerome: "Yas man, hold on."

The voice was dark, menacing one. One that might be linked with that of murderers or something or other. At the bottom of the steel wall a small opening got pulled back. It was big enough to fit most of Oddworlds creatures in, and usually had half of the specie pass through there once every year or so. Two brown, masculine hands darted out. Grabbing the ankles of the Scientist, and sharply dragging him in.

Jerome: "Thanks man, the Pitt has been kinda quiet recently. The punters getting bored with the Paramite and Scrab routine. They want intelligence."

Arike: "No prob mate. Yo...tape the fight for us wont ya?"

Jerome: "Sure thing."

With that the little hole got closed up and everything returned to silence. Arike made his way back up the cold corridor of the prison to see how his sister was. Justice had been served...