Our "Master" as we now started to call him, was apparent on the fact that we were now just slaves to this facility that we did not know the occupation of. Thankfully, what did come apparent to us was that we had stopped. We had finally reached the end of today's march and we were sure of it, when our master said "Halt", which we did at a hasted pace probably due to our self-fatigue. "This will be where you stop and where you will remain till after tomorrow", as our master said this, two doors opened on either side of us. The males were made to go in one door while the ladies in the door directly opposite. Once everyone one was in their correct rooms, the doors sealed shut and the sound of pressurized gas escaped.
Once we were in inside we all moved to our separate beds that was arranged in the sequence in a military style, once at our beds full control of our bodies was given back to us and we all collapsed in our beds. We yelped in pain as we finally felt our bodies return to us and I could only assume later that the pain was being suppressed. It felt as if my skin was crawling inside itself. I could feel my bones and I could feel strange things inside my skin that wasn't there before. I don't know why but the strange things inside my skin did not hurt it was only my skin and bones that ached. A few minutes later as I still lay there screaming in pain, an intercom in our room sounded "This is only a small dosage of the pain that you should really be feeling in a few minutes you all will be given the full experience of having no pain nullifiers" a feminine voice said. As she had said a few minutes later we fell silent as I couldn't even move due to the amount of pain our body was pouring, no overflowing with.
My mouth hung open as my brain desperately clung to the light of consciousness. We all lay there barren, no sound escaped our mouths until a few hours passed and a boy opposite my bed stood we all noticed him because at this point our bodies and grown accustomed to the pain. The man was dark white in skin tone and had short black hair, he walked over to a separate part of the room that was added to the "dorm" as we would come to know it. Opening the fridge, he stuck his hand in and started to drink a bottle of orange juice and sat down on the couch that was lower than the kitchen.
A few minutes later 5 boys followed in the first boy's footsteps. It became apparent to me that I, could move or had the ability to move and I now joined them. We all sat on the multiple couches, trying to stay as far from the other person as possible...
"So...does anyone have any idea of where we are, names Garth just so you guys know" one of the men said, he was a good looking, light brown hair and white tan just fainter than my own. His eyes were hazel brown which complemented his lightly tanned skin, but he had this weird fixture on his face that made him look untrustworthy. I doubted that it was his voice that unsettled me.
"No clue" another man said. Curious for more information on him Garth asked his name. The man responded by stating his name as "Ampelios" and said we should just refer to him as Amp. We continued to think on why on 'God's Green Earth' we were where we were. I then noticed Ampelios gesture or rather stature as we all sat around this single table thinking. He had placed his hand on his face that was dark tanned almost opal in colour, he then proceeded to run his hand through his black hair. He then looked at me with his dark green eyes, it felt weird like he was trying to peer into my soul. He then smiled and turned his head to speak to all of us. "Do any of you even remember how we even got here" he said. As if we were apes, we all groaned in disagreement.
I later discovered that it was not in fact Ampelios who was the one who rose first from our insurmountable pain but another man of around the same fairness of their skin but alot more quiet and alot less of a man than Ampelios presented himself with. The other man called himself Fujin, his eye colour was brown unlike Ampelio's green eyes and his skin colour was alot lighter.The bulk of the group was a man named Narkissos he looked extremely strong, he had a personality that seemed on the surface to match his show of physical strength, however I felt that was not the truth, even his voice was the same.
The intelligence of the group which we all immediately took note off was Harisha, this was because he knew things and took note of things none of us did. One of the things he stated was that he noticed that the concrete hallways we were running through had incision on them as to indicate that they were in fact part of a 3 wall, double thickness method. This was brought up when Narkissos asked if it was possible to break out of this place. Harisha then laughed and said "Good luck" then he explained.
Harisha was the same height of Narkissos but was far less muscular. Having black hair, he was also the exception of the group, he was also the one with the only reddish-brown eyes and the blackest skin tone which was odd for someone with the heritage of his name. Fortunately, someone had said something in my place, to my surprise the remark came from the only person in the group who hadn't said a word until now. "Who are you, your name does not match your appearance" his name was Azrael thankfully we found out that our names were on our green jumpsuits that we wore. He had black hair, sliver eyes and a skin tone that matched my own.
Fujin nodded as if to notion the oddness of his name that had not matched his appearance. "My name was given to me by my grand-father, my mother and father died when I was young" he said "...before I even knew what my name meant and where it was from". He continued "I was beaten at a young age by the children at my school for my name and how I looked, so yes I know but I'm not about to apologize to you for it!" finishing his remark.