No More Heroes Anarchy - Prologue

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Woooooowie, that guy is so cool! I don't think I can ever speak out as he can... But if we don't say anything, then things will never change. Maybe being a hothead like him is what we need to do. Yeah! Totally! 

"I can do this!" Naolyn said out loud, forgetting to use her inside voice. She spoke a little louder than she anticipated while she rose to her feet. The little psychic paused for a moment before instantly turning pale. "Uhm... I, uhh."

Naolyn trembled, feeling a couple eyes stare her down, particularly Morisa, who she feared. Her body crumpled slightly, from embarrassment and pressure, and she thought about keeping her mouth shut for a moment until she glanced to Gio and the Busters. She didn't like the conditions they were living in, and some of them were being outright abused, such as in her case. With a small burst of courage, she stood up straight and cleared her throat.

"Uhm... excuse me." She said shyly. "I-I would like to tell my story about this place... Especially the Therapy and Medical areas..."
 
"He's right! This place does nothing but cause us more problems than we came here with!" Marlene stood up from her seat to face Ray on the podium, holding her bare arms out for them to see how many incision and injection scars she had. To others, it probably was a foolish display of honesty, but what more could they do to her that wasn't done already? Having their attention was probably all it took to let her guard down like this in front of Morisa.

"Could I really do all this to myself? The only thing that got me in this place was a bad appendix, and since then I've been their guinea pig until they got tired of injecting me full of blood thinners and shit." The volume of her voice increased with fervent anger. "This is no rehabilitation! This is a prison, and that woman over there is our warden!"
 
Susie narrowed her eyes when Giovani stated that their rooms were comparable to cells, unable to break them out, even at their hardest. She seen the cigarette burst into flames from his ability, sensing that he had the power to manipulation fire—if they can build walls and foundation strong enough to withstand flames and keep them locked up, what other methods are they using?

Marlene’s story made Susie physically sickening. She always had a weak stomach, but seeing Marlene’s arms riddled with scars, made her stomach turned. She turns to Morisa, with anger in her eyes, of what she is seeing, before turning back to the rest of the group. 

“You’re right… although we called ourselves the Busters, we don’t have much information about this place. We been trying to get some data for a while, but either it is confidentially, and we don’t have permission, or it surrounded by tons of rumors.” Susie had a serious look when she Giovani, then Marlene and the others. “But now we’re here, there should be no excuse to find anything straight from the horse’s mouth, right?”

Ray’s tactic was a smart choice—his insistence of allowing a question and answer session, after Morisa confirmed that they can talk about it, gave the other specials can chance to discuss their own horror stories. Following suit, Nessa grabbed a few chairs from the podium and places them near the seats of the audience—to become up and personal with them.

“Let’s start discussing your experiences in here.” Nessa stated. “We want to know more about this place, those cells, those scars.” She saw that Naolyn wanted to share her stories as well. “You can start first, little one. You all can chime in whatever you feel ready. Those cells, those…” Nessa coughed and cleared her throat. “Scars and whatever medication you have been administrated by this place.”

Some specials felt a little bit of encouragement of what was happening, although some specials, such as the man who shouted earlier, still do not feel the need to continue discussion. He turns to Morisa, seeing her disappointed look. He turned his head around, sweating a lot as he narrowed his eyes.

Whatever the plans were, Morisa stay to remain calm. She simply smiles, seeing the Busters encouraging some of them to speak out. “Oh, I would never try to deter someone from speaking out. If these people have a problem, but they can’t tell us, they are free to say it.” She said. “Though, I hope they know that their behaviors are what linked to whatever issues they have and it was simply an way to address them.”
 
Ray thinks keeping his poke face up "I will give chuckles this she has a good poker face but I seen that. Lest see if I can prevent her getting back her momentum." Ray says "You can trust us to hear you all out." It was to reinforce the fact the busters are here and they can help but you need to help us.

Ray thinks "So Far I can confirm one plant any more plants."
 
"E-Errm..." Naolyn fiddled her thumbs, nervous about saying the wrong thing. She started off with her personal experience. "Well... The Medical section does a lot of things to me. They inject a ton of weird chemicals and other weird stuff into me."

Naolyn slowly lifted her sleeve to show a couple of scars of her own, most of which were self-inflicted. Her entire body trembled upon showing these scars. 

"T-They also don't let me sleep and they tell me that they wanna see what goes on in my head! I'm too scared to go to sleep because there is someone who is the devil in this facility. She's here... watching us."
 
“Jesus…” Nessa stared at Naolyn’s arms. “What’s the purpose of medication? I thought the point of this program is to make sure you’re responsible for your own powers, not turning people into druggies.” Nessa turns to Marelene and Giovani. “How long have you been medicated like this?”

Susie was alarm when Naolyn spoke of the devil in the establishment. She’d look around, noticing a few of them being nervous when the term came up. She turns back to Naolyn, Marlene and Giovani with a serious look on her face.

“You said the devil is here… you mean, here in this room?” Susie asked the young one. “You don’t have to say the name of the person, but just a yes and no question.” Her tone wasn’t stern, but soft and gentle. She was building off of what Ray had started, to get them comfortable. 

Morisa crosses her arms, with a look of someone who slightly titled of what had transpired, but at the same time, it seems she'd looking forward to their answers.
 
Naolyn bit her lip, nervous about answering the question or speaking more than she was supposed to. Her eyes shifted back and forth until she realized that by showing her scars, she had already said enough. While Susie spoke to her, her calming voice seemed to relax Naolyn enough to make her stop trembling. Regardless if Naolyn was still anxious or not, her eyes shifted to see Morisa.

"The devil in this room..?" Naolyn said softly, almost in a whisper, her eyes widening towards Susie then to the ground. "She is nearby. She watches us, keeping us in line. She hides her true nature. Don't let her fool you, we are all her sheep in this place, even you."
 
"Me?" Marlene asked Nessa. "I've only been holed up in the medical ward until recently. Until now, they've been using blood thinners on me for about two years. That way I can't break their syringes when they want to 'study' me. My blood is what makes me a Special, I guess. I can do just about anything with it as long as I have a cut in my skin. Now I'm part of the genpop, so my medication consists of whatever helps with my 'moods'. But they gave me a nice haircut for free when I made it clear I had enough of being studied." Marlene gestured to the choppy fringe of her hair save for the long locks at the front. "It helps sell the whole 'depressed nutjob' look, doesn't it?" She was fully cognizant thanks to skipping her medication intentionally, meaning her defiance was in full force.
 
Ray thinks "So chuckles its time to find out if you a monster with or without powers."  Ray says "these people have courage to speak up. I think its time for you all to have to have courage." Aiming to get more people to speak up .

Ray thinks "The scary thing is Chuckles not seeming to show worry."
 
"I've only been given medication to help my anger. My temper can get quite fiery after all." Gio let out a small chuckle while crossing arms. "Coming here I thought it was gonna be some summer camp crap, doing a bunch of character building activities or whatever..." his eyes looked over at Marlene and Naolyn. "And like those two I also ended up on the examination table. Apparently my infinite fire supply would be very useful as a weapon."

Gio uncrossed his arms and little flames started to appear on all of his fingertips. He lifted his arms and stared at his hands.

"It's a compliment, really, but I'm not willing to lend my firepower to a bunch of filthy dogs."
 
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