A Chained Up Toddler
Summer 2021, Week 5
Monday morning
EHEA Facility, Victoria Field
Storyteller
The Evolved Human Enforcement Agency Facility outside of New Victoria had existed since the Post-Ragnarok Era. It had been shuttered almost a decade back. When it closed down, Congress had ordered it be one of many bases stocked and maintained so that it could come online in a moments notice. This turned out to be a good call from Congress--rare those are--especially when one found that the base, designed to house and contain hundreds of dangerous Evolved Humans, held the most dangerous one the country had seen in years. That man was housed in a cell specialized for electrical based Evolveds. Each was different, but worked on the same principles. Either they could generate their own current, or absorb it; and then use it in different ways. The E-Cells were designed to absorb electrical current at a very quick rate and cut it off from reach of the Electrical Evolveds. Add in the cell's design being made out of reinforced non-conductive materials, and the ultimate secret of the EHEA jails that few knew, and it was relatively secure. The ultimate safe measure being the orders given to the numerous guards. Contain or Kill. If an Evo left their cell, they were to be culled immediately. It was in this facility, outside of the cell on a tiny plastic stool, a man sat in a tailored suit with two guards nearby.K. Justin Warren
Setting his briefcase inbetween his feet and making sure he was comfortable, Justin spoke to draw the attention of the figure facing the wall away from him. "Good morning, Mr. Hawke. My name is--"Blood Bolt
Trapped. Trapped again. Locked up. Like an animal.You are an animal.
I am a King! A God!
What's a God to a non-believer?
Still a God you fucking twit, what?
No, no, you didn't get the joke. It's a line from--
Voices! Spinning around, unruly hair going with him and a hand raising to scratch at the stubble growing on his face, brilliant and crazed eyes locked onto a man sitting outside the clear partition. A man who had just started speaking. "Oh great, another fucking head invader. Are you trying to skull fuck me too? Wanna get what's up here?" Tapping on his temple, Bolt smiled and twisted his head. "Good luck, even I'm not sure what's up there anymore. Are you at least going to tease me first? Loosen me up a bit? Going in dry and raw isn't any fun."
K. Justin Warren
Pausing to wait for Bolt to finish, the man tried again. "Mr. Hawke, my name is--"Blood Bolt
"Harry Potter! You're a wizard aren't you? Or--or James Bond, with a license to kill." Sliding, and almost crawling across the floor with a speed that caused both guards to shift a bit, Bolt closed the distance to the clear wall and pressed against it. "Or are you Oprah, here to give me something? Is it a new car? Please let it be a new car so I can drive it over the heads of every normie piece of shit here. You're first Fred!" Bolt shouted at the guard to the left. "And I'll make Marty over there watch before having him lick it up. Hear that Marty! You're licking up Fred's head juice you nasty fuck! Marty likes it dirty you see, Oprah. He thinks I don't know he watched me at night. But I know. Ohhh I know. I touch myself every once in a while to give the big boy a show, you know? Have to keep our fans happy."K. Justin Warren
Waiting patiently, Justin didn't flinch or move to speak during Bolt's tirade. Something the man, crazed as he may be, noticed.Blood Bolt
"and...and...Okay, Oprah, what the fuck? Nothing? This is gold for fucks sake. You're worse than Greg. Greg at least grunted. What are you doing here if you're not going to play with me?"K. Justin Warren
"I'm your attorney." Justin opened his briefcase and pulled out a Notice of Appearance submitted to the Court. Which stated K. Justin Warren would appear as counsel for Lucius Hawke in any upcoming matters.Blood Bolt
"My...attorney. Well, that's a new tactic. They've never tried lying to get information before."K. Justin Warren
"He thought you might think that. I am to tell you, the man above the Prince hired me personally. And I'm also to convey that he is not pleased with this development."Blood Bolt
That statement did three things. First, it caused Bolt to forget a witty comeback. Which was best, given it would have come out in a shaky voice as fear, real fear, entered the man for the first time in a long time. Second, it showed Bolt that this was not a trick. Those words resonated as the typical way those involved in this operation spoke to each other and only each other. Third, long after Justin would leave, it would plant a seed of hope in Bolt. A seed that he was not being left behind to rot in this hell. Taking a breath to center himself, he brushed his hair back and looked the lawyer up and down for the first time. The man seemed cold, uncaring, and composed even with where they were. "So you're my lawyer."K. Justin Warren
"Yes. And that reaction was sufficient. He asked that I make sure you still had that level of respect, especially considering your altercation with the Prince."Blood Bolt
Biting his tongue--a very hard act for Bolt--he ignored the comment and pressed on. "How can you live with yourself representing a monster like me?" Some of the crazed grin started to show again as he tilted his head.K. Justin Warren
"Because I don't care--"Blood Bolt
"EVERYONE SHOULD CARE ABOUT ME! I AM BLOOD FUCKING BOLT YOU NORMIE PIECE OF SHIT. I'LL--" A slam from the butt of the rifle by the guard designated Fred cut off Bolt's rise to his feet and shouting act. Clacking his teeth together, he glared at Fred, who only smirked back and took out a remote from his pocket and wiggled it. Grunting, he sat back down and turned his glaring gaze to the man who still hadn't fucking moved!K. Justin Warren
Waiting for Bolt to sit down, Justin let a small sigh escape. "Are you done? Mr. Hawke, please understand that right now you are about as terrifying as a chained up toddler. Even still, you misunderstood me. I don't care what you've done. I will represent you the same as I'd represent someone caught jaywalking. It's not my job to care about the person or what they did. It's my job to defend them."Blood Bolt
"Fine. How will you defend me then?"K. Justin Warren
"Don't worry about that. I have a plan. Today I wanted to introduce myself and let you know I will be working on getting some of your rights back to you. Communication with the outside world being first. From there, we will take things one step at a time." Standing up and grabbing his briefcase, the man did a little bow. "You're in good hands, Mr. Hawke. Don't worry."Blood Bolt
Eyes following the man, a frown formed as he started to walk away. "Hey, soulless bloodsucker man, what's your name?"K. Justin Warren
"Justin Warren."
Type
Record, Historical
Medium
Digital Recording, Text
Authoring Date
July 19, 2021
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