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Hello reader, my name is Ricky “The Rock” Coldstone, and I am in max security prison for life for robbing a bank and killing ten cops. They call me “The Rock” because I’m f***in’ huge! I’m built like a truck! And about as strong as one to, which is pretty much perfect in prison. Chaos rules this place, people will only leave you alone if you can prove to them that if they do mess if you you’ll punch their teeth out.

There are three gangs in this prison. First off is the “Leave Alones”, this gang is made up of the smart people, the smugglers, the snitches and the people with “friends in high places”. The reason they’re called the Leave Alones is because you don’t want to mess with any of them. The smart ones can and will think of a way to bite you in the ass. The smugglers can make sure you get a cake with a nice big fully loaded gun in it at cell inspection time. The snitches, well, it’s kinda obvious why you don’t mess with these guys, and same goes to the people with “friends in high places”.

The next up is my gang the “Holders”, my gang is made up of all the tough guys. We rule this place, even the guards are scared of us. We get the best food and seats in the cafeteria, what we want from the smugglers we get. We’re also put in solitary confinement the most, which is the only thing I don’t like about my gang.

Last up we have “Bags”, as in punching bags. These guys aren’t smart enough to be in the Leave Alones and not strong enough to be in my gang. Sometimes I wonder about those guys, like how the hell they got into max security prison, in fact, most people wonder that, even the guards.

Ok prolog over time for story.

I lay on my bed just, thinking. A new prisoner was coming today, according to the info Leave Alones could gather this guy was arrested by Interpol in a raid done by the military. The escort most prisoners get when brung here in is the bus they’re sent here in and two cop cars, one in front and one behind. This guy has a prisoner transport truck, and all he has to share it with is a S.W.A.T. team, five cop cars, four National Guard trucks, two S.W.A.T. trucks and two F.B.I. S.W.A.T. trucks.

What made me think was that the prisoner in question was called Michael Mckenzie, and that’s the name of my high school sweetheart, oh, did I mention I’m a girl? Well I am. Anyway at the end high school we both agreed that it wouldn’t work out between us, I was too rebellious and he was a snitch. When we went out on dates he almost blew a blood vessel trying not to run to the nearest police station and tell them everything about me, and that was when I was on my best behavior. So what made we think was why the hell is this guy got a bigger escort then the f***ing president would get when being taken through Detroit!

“Open cell 17A!” A guard near me called out.

“Opening cell 17A!” I guard from further away called back.

My cell door opened and two guards walked in escorting prisoner, and I’m pretty sure you can guess who it was.

“Say hello to your new roommate.” One of the guards said, taking off the handcuffs around his wrists. I looked at the small frame of the man, if you could even call him take, in the red jumpsuit and wondered what he did to be put into it. “Here’s a tip, don’t fuck with her.” The guard said to him before both of the guards left.

“Close cell 17A!”

“Closing cell 17A!”

The guy looked around the dark and gloomy cell and the looked at me with fear in his eyes. “Please don’t hurt me.” He said, looking as though he was about to cry.

“Now why would I ever hurt you Mick?” I said casually, getting up into a sitting position.

“Rachel?” He said, looking at me more carefully. “RACHEL!” He then squealed happily, running up and hugging me. I thought I felt a little poking sensation, but it was probably just my imagination. “I can’t believe it’s you! You wouldn’t believe how happy I am to see you.”

“Jezz Mick calm down, it’s only me.” I said, pushing him away from the hug.

“Sorry Rachel, it’s just, I was worried I was going to get put in a cell with a mass murderer or something.” He said smiling at me warmly.

“Well, I kinda am. I’m in here for killing ten cops.” I said trying to, well I’m not sure what I was trying to do actually.

“Oh, but I what meant was that I was scared I would be put in a cell with someone who would hurt me.” He explained back to me.

“Well don’t worry I’m not going to hurt, but there are a few people that will.” I explained to him. “I should explain, there are three gangs in this prison…”

Two hours later:

Lunch time, the most dangerous time of the day, well it was before the new worden came into power. Anyway, I sat at what we called the “Fresh Meat” table, it’s basically where the three gang leaders try and figure out where the new guy, or girl, goes.

“First off, what’s your background?” Charlie, the leader of the Bags, said, starting off the discussion.

“Well, my father was a professor in medicine and my mother was a chief of medicine at the New York General Hospital. I’m a single child with a good upbringing.” Mick explained to all of us.

“What’s your education?” John, the leader of the Leave Alones, asked.

“I have a PHD in Chemistry, a PHD in Physics and a PHD Medicine.” Mick explained.

“Last off, what are you in for?” I asked Mick.

“Sorry?” He said, raising an eyebrow.

“I mean, what crime/crimes did you commit to get thrown into max security?” I tried to explain to him.

“Oh, why didn’t you say so. I’m “in” for a lot of crimes.” He said smiling at us.

“And they are?” Charlie asking, leaning in so he could hear better.

“Hmm let’s see.” Mick said, going into a thinking position. “Well, there’s the two-hundred people I kidnaped to conduct my experiments on, the one-hundred-and-eighty-nine who didn’t survive. There’s conducting the experiment themselves, without a licence. And trying to infect the world with this “disease” I created, to which I’ve infected Rachel with.”

We all just sat there looking at him, I did not expect that from him. And then something processed in my brain. “You, you infected me? With a disease? What’s going to happen to me?!” I said, scared for my life.

“Oh nothing bad, in fact, you’ll thank me for it.” He said smiling to me. “And beside everyone in this prison in infected with it, even the guards.”

At that point everyone was listening and could hear what he just said. Most started to panic, others ran up to Mick screaming and shouting, while the guards ran up to every phone there was and called for every ambulance and S.W.A.T. team in a ten mile radius.

Then I filled up with rage, anger filled every inch of my body. “Mick you little S***!” I lunged at him but then all of a sudden I stopped, my hand hovering around his skinny little neck. Infact, everyone had stopped, except the guards, who continued to scream into the phones.

“Good, the mental changes have worked.” Mick said, looking at everyone. “Now time for the physical changes.”

I, and everyone else, screamed as pain filled our bodies. We fall fell to the flour in pain, except the guards, who were now practically begging for ambulances.

I looked down at my hand to see that my skin was changing colour, from white to green, but I wasn’t scared, in fact, this felt right, like this was meant to be. Then I started to grow taller, until I was abit over 8 feet.

I could feel something growing from under my arms, I looked down to see a lamp form, and then it started growing and to make a long story short I soon had a second pair of arms! And then another pair grew under them, so now I had three pairs of arms.

I then felt my legs change, they started to grow wider from the front and then started to split apart, until I had four legs then they started to grow and change and by the end of it they kind of looked like spider legs in position and human legs in looks.

Next up were my muscles they grew even bigger until I was built more like a tank then a truck, my breasts also grew until they were at least HHH cups and then they started to leak strange gooey purple stuff.

Tentacles started to grow from my back, and a lot at that, there had to be least twelve of the damn things.

A hard protective shell grow over my skin, it was thick and strong enough to probable stop a bullet, but it was smooth and soft.

The last thing to change was my head, my hair grow long and changed colour from black to green. My eyes changed become pure blue. My face changes shape to look kind and caring.

The pain started to subside, but it wasn’t gone, oh no, it had only moved, to my head. It felt like all the pain in my body had added up to make a super pain that was now in my head. I could feel as my brain started to change shape as new thoughts put themselves into my head. All my thoughts of destruction and rebellion just sort of, disappeared. All of my anger and fear left my body, replaced with caring and kindness, the type you would find in a mother. Knowledge filled me as I learnt how to work this new body and how to look after my species, my children, as their voices and thoughts fill my head.

The pain left my body and I got up smiling. I look around the cantina to find the my children’s (the prisoners and guards) transformations had finished. They all looked a lot like me, just smaller. They were all so cute! I knew my old self would have been scared to death by them, but the new me loved them.

“Everyone! May I have your attention please!” We all turned around to see Mick, who was the biggest, strongest, smartest and most handsome of all of us. “Who am I?!”

“OUR CREATOR! OUR FATHER! OUR RULER! OUR GOD!” Shouted everyone enthusiastically, expect for me, I knew my place.

“That’s what I want to hear.” Mick said with an evil grin on his face. “Leave Alones! Who are you?!”

“We are your humble advisers.” The Leave Alones all said in unison.

“Bags! Who are you?!” Mick shouted, turning to look at them.

“We are your breeders!” All the Bags shouted at once.

“What about you Holders!” Mick shouted, looking at their table.

“We are your warriors! Your soldiers!” They all shouted, a few of them showing off their fighting moves.

“Guards! Who are you!” Mick said turning around to point at them.

“One sec.” One of them said. The all huddled around each other and started whispering. Thanks to my new found powers I could hear everything they said, and they were talking about what they actually were. Eventually they split up. “Your workers?” One of them said, raising an eyebrow.

“Good enough!” Mick said smiling. “Last, but not least. Rachel, who are you?”

“I am their queen.” I said pointing at the crowd of creatures. “And I am your lover.” I said seductively. I moved in and kissed Mick deeply. It was more intense, than anything I had ever felt before. And I loved it!

But then we heard something, something that put an end to our kiss. Sirens, and not the singing kind, more of, the wailing kind.

“Ahhh s***.” Mick said.

Description
Hello reader, my name is Ricky “The Rock” Coldstone, and I am in max security prison for life for robbing a bank and killing ten cops. They call me “The Rock” because I’m f***in’ huge! I’m built like a truck! And about as strong as one to, which is pretty much perfect in prison. Chaos rules this place, people will only leave you alone if you can prove to them that if they do mess if you you’ll punch their teeth out.

There are three gangs in this prison. First off is the “Leave Alones”, this gang is made up of the smart people, the smugglers, the snitches and the people with “friends in high places”. The reason they’re called the Leave Alones is because you don’t want to mess with any of them. The smart ones can and will think of a way to bite you in the ass. The smugglers can make sure you get a cake with a nice big fully loaded gun in it at cell inspection time. The snitches, well, it’s kinda obvious why you don’t mess with these guys, and same goes to the people with “friends in high places”.

The next up is my gang the “Holders”, my gang is made up of all the tough guys. We rule this place, even the guards are scared of us. We get the best food and seats in the cafeteria, what we want from the smugglers we get. We’re also put in solitary confinement the most, which is the only thing I don’t like about my gang.

Last up we have “Bags”, as in punching bags. These guys aren’t smart enough to be in the Leave Alones and not strong enough to be in my gang. Sometimes I wonder about those guys, like how the hell they got into max security prison, in fact, most people wonder that, even the guards.

Ok prolog over time for story.

I lay on my bed just, thinking. A new prisoner was coming today, according to the info Leave Alones could gather this guy was arrested by Interpol in a raid done by the military. The escort most prisoners get when brung here in is the bus they’re sent here in and two cop cars, one in front and one behind. This guy has a prisoner transport truck, and all he has to share it with is a S.W.A.T. team, five cop cars, four National Guard trucks, two S.W.A.T. trucks and two F.B.I. S.W.A.T. trucks.

What made me think was that the prisoner in question was called Michael Mckenzie, and that’s the name of my high school sweetheart, oh, did I mention I’m a girl? Well I am. Anyway at the end high school we both agreed that it wouldn’t work out between us, I was too rebellious and he was a snitch. When we went out on dates he almost blew a blood vessel trying not to run to the nearest police station and tell them everything about me, and that was when I was on my best behavior. So what made we think was why the hell is this guy got a bigger escort then the f***ing president would get when being taken through Detroit!

“Open cell 17A!” A guard near me called out.

“Opening cell 17A!” I guard from further away called back.

My cell door opened and two guards walked in escorting prisoner, and I’m pretty sure you can guess who it was.

“Say hello to your new roommate.” One of the guards said, taking off the handcuffs around his wrists. I looked at the small frame of the man, if you could even call him take, in the red jumpsuit and wondered what he did to be put into it. “Here’s a tip, don’t fuck with her.” The guard said to him before both of the guards left.

“Close cell 17A!”

“Closing cell 17A!”

The guy looked around the dark and gloomy cell and the looked at me with fear in his eyes. “Please don’t hurt me.” He said, looking as though he was about to cry.

“Now why would I ever hurt you Mick?” I said casually, getting up into a sitting position.

“Rachel?” He said, looking at me more carefully. “RACHEL!” He then squealed happily, running up and hugging me. I thought I felt a little poking sensation, but it was probably just my imagination. “I can’t believe it’s you! You wouldn’t believe how happy I am to see you.”

“Jezz Mick calm down, it’s only me.” I said, pushing him away from the hug.

“Sorry Rachel, it’s just, I was worried I was going to get put in a cell with a mass murderer or something.” He said smiling at me warmly.

“Well, I kinda am. I’m in here for killing ten cops.” I said trying to, well I’m not sure what I was trying to do actually.

“Oh, but I what meant was that I was scared I would be put in a cell with someone who would hurt me.” He explained back to me.

“Well don’t worry I’m not going to hurt, but there are a few people that will.” I explained to him. “I should explain, there are three gangs in this prison…”

Two hours later:

Lunch time, the most dangerous time of the day, well it was before the new worden came into power. Anyway, I sat at what we called the “Fresh Meat” table, it’s basically where the three gang leaders try and figure out where the new guy, or girl, goes.

“First off, what’s your background?” Charlie, the leader of the Bags, said, starting off the discussion.

“Well, my father was a professor in medicine and my mother was a chief of medicine at the New York General Hospital. I’m a single child with a good upbringing.” Mick explained to all of us.

“What’s your education?” John, the leader of the Leave Alones, asked.

“I have a PHD in Chemistry, a PHD in Physics and a PHD Medicine.” Mick explained.

“Last off, what are you in for?” I asked Mick.

“Sorry?” He said, raising an eyebrow.

“I mean, what crime/crimes did you commit to get thrown into max security?” I tried to explain to him.

“Oh, why didn’t you say so. I’m “in” for a lot of crimes.” He said smiling at us.

“And they are?” Charlie asking, leaning in so he could hear better.

“Hmm let’s see.” Mick said, going into a thinking position. “Well, there’s the two-hundred people I kidnaped to conduct my experiments on, the one-hundred-and-eighty-nine who didn’t survive. There’s conducting the experiment themselves, without a licence. And trying to infect the world with this “disease” I created, to which I’ve infected Rachel with.”

We all just sat there looking at him, I did not expect that from him. And then something processed in my brain. “You, you infected me? With a disease? What’s going to happen to me?!” I said, scared for my life.

“Oh nothing bad, in fact, you’ll thank me for it.” He said smiling to me. “And beside everyone in this prison in infected with it, even the guards.”

At that point everyone was listening and could hear what he just said. Most started to panic, others ran up to Mick screaming and shouting, while the guards ran up to every phone there was and called for every ambulance and S.W.A.T. team in a ten mile radius.

Then I filled up with rage, anger filled every inch of my body. “Mick you little S***!” I lunged at him but then all of a sudden I stopped, my hand hovering around his skinny little neck. Infact, everyone had stopped, except the guards, who continued to scream into the phones.

“Good, the mental changes have worked.” Mick said, looking at everyone. “Now time for the physical changes.”

I, and everyone else, screamed as pain filled our bodies. We fall fell to the flour in pain, except the guards, who were now practically begging for ambulances.

I looked down at my hand to see that my skin was changing colour, from white to green, but I wasn’t scared, in fact, this felt right, like this was meant to be. Then I started to grow taller, until I was abit over 8 feet.

I could feel something growing from under my arms, I looked down to see a lamp form, and then it started growing and to make a long story short I soon had a second pair of arms! And then another pair grew under them, so now I had three pairs of arms.

I then felt my legs change, they started to grow wider from the front and then started to split apart, until I had four legs then they started to grow and change and by the end of it they kind of looked like spider legs in position and human legs in looks.

Next up were my muscles they grew even bigger until I was built more like a tank then a truck, my breasts also grew until they were at least HHH cups and then they started to leak strange gooey purple stuff.

Tentacles started to grow from my back, and a lot at that, there had to be least twelve of the damn things.

A hard protective shell grow over my skin, it was thick and strong enough to probable stop a bullet, but it was smooth and soft.

The last thing to change was my head, my hair grow long and changed colour from black to green. My eyes changed become pure blue. My face changes shape to look kind and caring.

The pain started to subside, but it wasn’t gone, oh no, it had only moved, to my head. It felt like all the pain in my body had added up to make a super pain that was now in my head. I could feel as my brain started to change shape as new thoughts put themselves into my head. All my thoughts of destruction and rebellion just sort of, disappeared. All of my anger and fear left my body, replaced with caring and kindness, the type you would find in a mother. Knowledge filled me as I learnt how to work this new body and how to look after my species, my children, as their voices and thoughts fill my head.

The pain left my body and I got up smiling. I look around the cantina to find the my children’s (the prisoners and guards) transformations had finished. They all looked a lot like me, just smaller. They were all so cute! I knew my old self would have been scared to death by them, but the new me loved them.

“Everyone! May I have your attention please!” We all turned around to see Mick, who was the biggest, strongest, smartest and most handsome of all of us. “Who am I?!”

“OUR CREATOR! OUR FATHER! OUR RULER! OUR GOD!” Shouted everyone enthusiastically, expect for me, I knew my place.

“That’s what I want to hear.” Mick said with an evil grin on his face. “Leave Alones! Who are you?!”

“We are your humble advisers.” The Leave Alones all said in unison.

“Bags! Who are you?!” Mick shouted, turning to look at them.

“We are your breeders!” All the Bags shouted at once.

“What about you Holders!” Mick shouted, looking at their table.

“We are your warriors! Your soldiers!” They all shouted, a few of them showing off their fighting moves.

“Guards! Who are you!” Mick said turning around to point at them.

“One sec.” One of them said. The all huddled around each other and started whispering. Thanks to my new found powers I could hear everything they said, and they were talking about what they actually were. Eventually they split up. “Your workers?” One of them said, raising an eyebrow.

“Good enough!” Mick said smiling. “Last, but not least. Rachel, who are you?”

“I am their queen.” I said pointing at the crowd of creatures. “And I am your lover.” I said seductively. I moved in and kissed Mick deeply. It was more intense, than anything I had ever felt before. And I loved it!

But then we heard something, something that put an end to our kiss. Sirens, and not the singing kind, more of, the wailing kind.

“Ahhh s***.” Mick said.