"Working With an Angel"

Chapter Two



Four years later…



John lay on his bed in his 12 by 10 cell. He had the top bunk and the newbie had the bottom. It took him four years to gain respect and now that he had it he was no longer the newbie on the bottom bunk. He was among the ones on the top. For four years he spent his days in here trying to survive. Jail was hard on a man. It hurt john to imagine he had two more years left till he was out but then again after jail he probably wouldn’t have anymore feeling left in him.

John was proud of the fact that he had yet to kill some one and during his entire time here he’d only fought some one once. Most of his time he spent reading and writing letters to his now three year old son and other times he worked out and played football. Life was a routine and nothing changed. While in here he’d gained a degree in law and he was sure by the time it was time for his parole hearing he’d be able to do a better job then the lawyer he hired in the beginning.

He was a convict now and that was a horrible idea. All his life he’d thought that time healed everything but he was wrong. He was horribly wrong. Time made a guy in jail realize how important seeing the sunrise was and it made him realize that a man could even come to miss traffic jams and tickets. You miss having a life outside.

“I told him not this jail I told him not this jail I don’t want to be in this jail.” The newbie mumbled.

“Shut up” John said to him.

“You don’t get it man. We’re all going to die. I know what’s coming and this jail location is going down.” He yelled back at him.

“Just my luck to get stuck with the psycho” John said turning his back to him.

“Man the minute those lights get turned off for us to go to sleep… they’re moving in and they can’t be stopped.” Newbie told him.

“Would you please for the love of god shut up?” John yelled.

“LIGHTS OUT!” said the deep commanding voice followed by the lights being shut off.

“OH GOD!” newbie shouted his breathing speeding up.

John grunted and jumped off his bunk bed. He grabbed newbie by the neck and said to him “listen to me this is jail and if you don’t cut this pussy ass crap out you’re going to die in here. I don’t ever want to hear you breathing and screaming like that again unless you’re being raped!” John tossed him onto the floor and climbed up his to his bunk. “Get yourself together and man up.”

John lay down on his solid bed and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath and was about to drift into some form of sleep when he heard shoots sounding. The lights were still off but it was loud and clear that something was happening.

“I told you man I told you!” newbie screamed and began pacing in the cell.

John got up and looked around. There wasn’t much light to see anything that wasn’t happening close to his cell but he heard it all. The screaming and the shooting was strong and happening everywhere. Finally the alarm sounded and the lights turned on in the holding area. People dressed in black began running down the walkways and opening cells.

One stopped at their cell and John jumped off his bed. “You want to come?” the female voice shouted.

“YES!” newbie shouted back.

“Not you, the other one. You want to come?” she asked again. Unsure of anything John just nodded his head and stepped out of the cell slowly.

“Got to move faster if you want to come with us” she said. She then put a hand to her ear and said “Angel7 to brain I’ve got my pickings. Has every one else reported back?” she nodded her head and said “yes sir.” She looked at newbie and said “looks like this is your lucky day you’re coming with me.” She signaled for them to follow and she was off. She ran down the corridor and made a right.

John paid close attention to her and followed. He wasn’t sure he wanted to risk getting caught and staying in jail for a longer time but judging by newbie’s words he didn’t want to be in this jail tonight and this all proved so. He followed her some more till they hit some kind of secret shaft that they took down to the basement. John had never been down here so he was following a woman and he was blind as to where they were headed.

They got to a part where the walls had been broken and John was expected to follow her and run over the broken pieces of wall. She yelled back to them that it would get fogy and they should stay close. She also told them that if anyone fell... they were to be left behind. Her words sounded scary and John made sure he did not loose her.

Before soon a load of cars came into view along with a helicopter. People dressed in black carrying heavy duty weapons were hoisted onto the helicopter while the others and the few convicts who made it past the broken walls were packed into the cars. John sat in a seat in the car and newbie sat next to him.

John looked around as the doors shut and all people dressed in black started clapping their hands and howling. “GUYS WE DID IT!” the woman who’d chosen them earlier said.

“Don’t be so excited… we still have to blow the place up with out dying now hit the gas!” another one shouted.

The car began moving and one of the dressed in black people removed their mask and looked back at John, newbie and random other convict. “Hey shouldn’t we knock them out?”

Just then John was hit by a strong bolt and the lights went out for him for a second time his night. Only this time he really got to sleep.

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Angel sat on her bed and tried to focus on her book. It was hard for her to focus with that man lying there next to her. Angel had her first recruit and she was to be his roommate till he had his first recruit which would likely take long. Her recruit was gorgeous and that’s why she picked him. Now she was wishing she had taken the other one because sharing a room with such a man was likely going to be difficult.

“AH!” he screamed jumping up. Angel jumped also and looked at him.

“Are you ok?” she asked.

“Where am I?” He asked.

Remembering the response she received she said to him “Home. Welcome to the family. You are now Illegal status.”

He cleared his throat and moved to the edge of the bed where he put his feet on the ground. He grabbed his head and grunted. He was probably still dizzy from the shock. He cleared his throat and said “What the hell does that mean?” He asked.

“It means that we are the Illegals. We do illegal things for no reason but to have a higher status then each other. We control who we want in and who we need out. Once you’re in death is the only way out. You have just joined us by saying yes you’d come with me and there is no undoing it. This room we’re in…” she said pointing around to their small room. “This is your new home. Get used to it.”

He remained quiet for a bit until he sighed. He brushed a hand through his short hairs and rubbed his neck. He looked stressed. “Wow… so what do I do now?” he asked.

“Well it’s safe to say you won’t be going out for the next six months. Let everything about your death clear up and what not. You’ll be here with me training and doing the underground work. As of this moment I think you need to tell me your name.” she said.

“John…” he said his grey eyes a very dark shade that stared at her.

“Wrong answer. John will never be your name again. Let’s get out of here and get you a name.” Angel said getting up and picking up her keys from the one drawer that separated her bed from his.

“This is so ridiculous.” He said getting up and following her. “One thing…” he said raising a finger. She turned to him and he continued “Why did you ask me for my name if you guys would give me one?” He smiled at her with a smile that taunted her. How could he know that she just wanted to know his name for her own personal pleasure?

“Does it matter?” she said annoyed. She locked up their room door and allowed him to look around at the long hall of rooms. All the doors made of metal and none of them open.

“I guess not…” he said his voice fading as he looked around. “This is probably not better then jail.” He said more then likely to himself.

“Its better then death.” Angel said leading the way.

“What’s your name anyway?” he called to her then began walking after her.

“They call me Angel.” She said to him.

“But what’s your real name?” he asked. They were now walking side by side and she liked his presence. This all wasn’t good. She’d have to shut her emotions down completely on him if she were to make it through this. You don’t love your roommate she learned from the past.

“Angel” she said once more. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her to his attention. She looked into his eyes and he questioned her with his glare. “Do that again and I’ll kill you.” She said to him her tone serious.

“Is that what happened to your last roommate?” he asked with a smile.

“yes.” His eyes went wide and he let her go.

“I’m sorry,” he said “jail makes a man pretty courageous.”

“Yeah well The Illegals makes a girl pretty dangerous.” She said to him and began walking again.

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“Unbelievable!” Angel screamed as she threw the ID card at John. “You just started and some how you score the name Danger. That just makes no sense.” She said shaking her head. “Mean while I’m here and I get the name Angel.”

“Yeah, well you can be ‘Dan’ if you want to.” John said smiling. “I’m not too fond of changing my name to Dan.”

“I had an issue with name changing when I got here too but trust me it gets better. Now I would die if some one called me…… I would just die.” She said to him.

“Why won’t you tell me your name?” John asked.

Suddenly a strong hand landed on Angel’s shoulder and she looked up at the man who was now standing beside her. “Because Angel trusts just about no one. I don’t think there is even one person in this joint who knows her name.” The man smiled, his expression labeling him as an arrogant jerk.

John sighed and looked around. They were in a room with couches and tables. Their was a closet in the room and a door that John had no idea what it lead to. After he had received his “name” and had eaten a meal Angel had taken him to this room. They had relaxed for a bit and Angel did a bit more explaining of what he was in for. When she spoke he listened and paid attention to every thing that was happening. He noticed her breathing and the tone’s in her voice. The excitement in her eyes and the sorrow as she spoke into more detail about the things these people did.

“Yup…” Angel said looking down.

“Aw come on Angel. Introduce me to your little friend here. He must be new I have yet to see him around.” The man said hugging Angel close to him. John sat on the red couch while Angel sat on the arm rest.

Angel stood up and pointed to the man. “This is Buck and this…” she pointed at John “This is Danger but you can call him Dan.”

Buck. Buck looked like he belonged here. His smile was slimy and his eyes looked like they belonged to a snake. His body was big and strong and he looked like he took joy out of abusing those less strong then him. Buck looked like he was street smart but John would be surprised if Buck could read his own ID. John made a note to keep an eye open for Buck.

Just then there was a sound of a long loud horn. Following the sound came a crowd of men who gathered onto the couch. One man grabbed a remote and hit a button. Just then the wall turned and on the other side came a flat screen television. John was flabbergasted.


“Alright! Game time. Watch the game with us Dan. I’ll introduce you to some of the guys.” Buck said nodding his head.