Blaze turned around to see AN INNOCENT PRISONER-027. He thanked his skills for getting him qualified for the Legion which provided him with the bulletproof jacket, or else he'd be dead by now. But his muscles and toughness would've easily ignored the bullet. He stared at him, and the PRISONER stared at him back.
He realised he had seen the face somewhere before. The scar on his left cheek made him look threatening and handsome at the same time. His grey eyes and the long nose were something he had seen. He had seen him in his mind, in his visions and his dreams.
There was something familiar between both of them. The golden blonde hair and the long nose matched. What if they were related somehow? Will it change their destiny? Or will they have to keep it a secret and work it out? Thousands of thoughts were flowing in both of their minds.
It ended when Blaze asked Cole in a rough voice, "What are you doing out of your cell?" Cole snaps out of his thoughts and says hopefully, "I need to use the Transfluxer." Blaze scoffs and says, "Oh? Do you think I'll let you?" Cole gulps at that thought. What if Blaze shoots him before he can even get past him? But Cole had this feeling that Blaze won't be able to shoot him.
"Shoot me if you can," said Cole confidently. Blaze bit his lip. He slowly lifted his gun and aimed it at Cole, hoping he really won't have to shoot. He put his finger on the trigger, wishing that Cole would move aside and stop being stubborn. He sighs and lowers the gun. Cole smirks.