ドラゴンズブラッド Dragons Blood

[Lyderies]

Fuchu Prison saying;
"Rehabilitation through work"

In-mate Saying;
"Cruelty ignored, death lovingly received, but being at Fuchu... you wont last a month with soft hands"

Guard saying;
"One wrong look and beat the living c#@p out of him"

Now

The old man looked out over the waters of Junyo, the sky was perfectly clear except for the occasional light that flickered from a passing space ship. A whipped cracked and his leg spasmed with pain... He fell to his knees as a batten cracked over his head. He sprawled along the metal decking moaning as blood started to leak into his eyes. He heard laughter as a blackness started to engulf him...

He awoke inside a cell, the door shut and the sound of marching feet. The old man looked around and found that his hands were still tied behind his back, what was wrong? His brothers should have cut the cuffs that bound him? Had they found out? Did they stop it before it even started? But how?

And then he heard it, the clash of fighting as the rebellion started. He called it a rebellion, they would call it a prison riot. The old man didn't care, just as long as it worked...

Then

The man pulled the trigger, bursts of cannon blasted apart the ship infront of him. He knew he was out numbered...
The smuggler 'Kit' had betrayed the convoy of blood dragon transports, the kusari state police had appeared out of nowhere and seemed to be endless, this was the largest shipment of supply's yet to be smuggled to the temporary outpost in the Shikoku system, and yet the mans brothers were dropping like flies, the numbers seemed to much...

A missile alert sounded as he took a straight dive, flicking the controls to drop his remaining counter measures, the missile exploded just as he left the danger radius of its blast. And then it happened the fighter before him exploded into a ball of flames as its shields were dropped by the lighter fighters, his family's Katana ran right through it, shrapnel bouncing off the already weakened shield. That was it, the shield generator failed, his now exposed hull started to take the hits, he activated him shield batteries but it was to late, the lighter wyrm's fire destroyed the generator...

He looked with hatred as his ship was slowly dragged towards the Battleship Kadaiji, the ship began to shudder as the repair ship drew closer to dock it inside its port. The man looked down at a picture of a women, he was suppose to marry her when he was recalled home, but now he would leave the world and join his brothers. He took the sword from his back and un-sheathed it, its metal glinted in the lights of the growing port. He knew what he had to do, eyes glistened as he bowed his head, he would not let those traitorous pigs have him. The man threw back his arm and let the blade slip into him, blood sprayed everywhere as he took the life he had...

Lights... Tubes... Lights... Tubes... Lights... Beep... Beep... Beep... The mans eyes hurt, his stomach seemed to be full of hot burning coal.... Beep... Beep... Beep... The man went to hold his stomach, he couldn't, his arm seemed to weigh tons, and then he came back into the world, his life a rushing force blasting its way into his clouded mind...

"Hes waking up... good, go fetch a doctor..." Beep... Beep... Beep... "pulse fine, heart beet fine, argh i see hes beginning to become responsive... i'll give my superior a call... yes... thats right sir... the prisoner is waking up... yup... right away..." Beep... Beep... Beep...

The man lay in cell, his eyes closed,a tear slowly ran down his cheek. How could he be alive? How? He had done it and yet they still won, his brothers would all be dead, and how could he have lived. The door to the cell opened, light flooding in, shadows crossed his line of sight as it blurred from the sudden light. As his eyes adjusted The mans fears were correct, he had survived... The men in front of him were wearing the uniform of those from the kusari state police, he knew the Officer as soon as he scanned them, "Now now now, a suicidal dragon aye, well when Fuchu's done with him he will wish he really did kill himself" The man glowered, the officer regarded him curiously, "Sioki", "yes sir", "interrogate him, if he says nothing, use other means, but get him to tell us where that outpost is", "yes sir" The man looked at this Sioki, and saw the cruelness in his eyes, they were cold, and from then he knew he would not utter a word, words would only be spoken to his brothers...

Before

The fishing platform itself was cheap and dangerous, Samura never put to much credit into the platforms designated for prisoners, they were simple things, rusted metal, holes in some parts. Cranes towered above with huge nets, and below these were simple one motored fishing boats. The top decking stood at least 24 meters from the sea and then every deck was 3 meters in hight after that. Docks at the bottom consisted of men in orange garments and several fully armored men, the docks themselves being busy of boats coming in and out, emptying nets. There was a sign on the highest crane

Prison Station 56

The man stepped onto the deck, he looked around and saw his friend and walked over to him. The man he walked towards turned around....

"Argh Kei..."

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