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One Way Out - Chapter 14

Hey guys, once again, it's the strange fellow you know as Poke! And... Just as I warned in the intro of the previous chapter, the update schedule was really gonna be sketchy, with regards to my course work, and my mental condition, as I often suffer from depression or writer's block (sometimes both). But do not worry! I have learned a bit about how a prison works, so I can add a bit more realism to the fic, which will certainly have complications on Vito's stay there. Speaking of Vito, I know... the cliffhanger was a dick move, but unfortunately... I tend to make a habit of it, and I don't plan to give it up soon!

Anyways, enough of me droning on... On with the new chapter of One Way Out!

"...Uuuuuggghhhh.....!" I grumbled out as my eyes opened to reveal a rather hazy sight of what was presumably the top mattress, instead of my usual first glance of the gritty ceiling. It took me a few moments to gain my bearings, but the second I did, the whole contents of what had happened previously had unfolded right in front of me.

Did me and Kaz...? Oh... Goodness... This is gonna be a nightmare to explain... And as I shuffled a bit, turns out a certain Samurott was right next to me, seemingly passed out with a rather pleased expression on his face. The crafty little...

I groggily rose up, and noticed that my left hand was still gripping the left pec of the muscular samurott pokémon. Good Arceus was this guy more handsome than I thought.... I then took a glance out of the window, and by the direction of the sun, it was a few more minutes before we'd be released from our cells.

Guess that was a good enough excuse for me to nudge the seemingly comatose Kaz in the pec, and drive him awake from his most-likely sex-induced coma. Fortunately he co-operated quite well, quickly stifling from his sleep and rising up almost instantaneously.

"IWASN'TLOOKINGATANYTHING!!!" Kaz shouted as he rose, clearly caught off guard by my nudge. I was left staring at the samurott with widened eyes, not really sure as to what the guy was dreaming, but to be honest, it was something best left unknown. I just tapped him on the shoulder, and told him:

"Wake up, buttercup."

Kaz spun around, and was visibly surprised and shocked by my presence in his bunk. It looked as if he had no idea what happened last night... he then finally got over the shock and asked me in a rather confused and groggy manner: "V-Vito-o-o? W-What are you doin' in my bunk? And... And why are you naked?" Looks like he forgot about the policy, as stripping off was a normality before bed. At least, in the summer...

"Well, I'm not quite sure myself..." I told Kaz, having forgotten about most of the events of the night. Though the results of such events were clearly evident, and it took a small blush on my face for Kaz to notice what had exactly happened.

"Wait... If you're in my bed... That means..." Kaz then blushed himself, before grimacing to himself: "Oh, mew... I think I know what happened..." Yep, that pretty much confirmed it.

Although, this wasn't enough. In an attempt to regain my bearings, I pulled away from the Samurott, only to notice something had come unstuck from my rear. As I got up and tried to investigate, it turned out that something flaky was plastered across it, and the second I felt it, I knew what it was.

Kaz was now as red as a beetroot, obviously having been taken aback by the gravity of the situation that complicated the both of us. He then got up and told me in a rather hesitant manner:

"V-Vito, I think that vodka... got us so drunk to the point where we... made the beast with the two backs, to put it in semantics..." Arceus, I didn't know alcohol could do THAT much damage to you. That said, I'd never really drunk much, apart from the odd congratulatory glass of chianti wine from my old employer...

Nevertheless, I was just as flustered as the samurai otter, and as we noticed the bell ring to signal all the inmates in the cell hall to wake up.

"Alright, you animals! On your feet and outside! ON THE DOUBLE!" Barked a voice outside.

Upon hearing this, we both got set on getting our jumpsuits on before the guards come in and either yell at us, or bash our heads in with their koshes.

As Kaz got up, I tossed his jumpsuit at him, which he easily caught. And as we snuggled our way into the navy blue jumpsuits, Kaz whispered to me over the lead officer's commands to both the guards and the inmates:

"Vito. Shall we talk more about this over breakfast? I'm sure Nido and his clique won't mind..." To be honest, that sounded a half decent idea. At least at breakfast, most guys usually tend to keep to themselves. Guess it's a time to think about how their day's gonna unfold. Well, in my case, that's what it's about.

I then nodded at the Samurott, and with a smile across both our faces, we walked out onto the metallic balcony that overlooked both the cells adjacent to ours, and those down below. After waiting a good two minutes, the guards came up to us, looking to see if anyone hadn't emerged out of their cells.

"ALL CLEAR!" shouted a Gallade guard, before moving on to announce: "Uniform checks start now! Guards, MOVE OUT!"

On our level, two guards greeted our section (being that of the right-hand side), with one being a Blaziken, and the other being a Mightyena. Decked in identical uniform, they started inspecting us prisoners very carefully, with one guard examining an inmate, and the other examining his cellmate.

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Eventually they came to us, and the Blaziken was straight onto me, presumably because of the type advantage he held against me. He then told me:

"Keep your eyes forward, and your hands open to my eyes." Judging by the rather focused, yet calm-hearted tone in his voice, this guy sounded like an officer that played by the book. However, he noticed something that obviously didn't pique his fancy.

"Angelo! Why is your collar so untidy," The guard he demanded, in an alerted fashion, and then signalled with his baton to said collar, "And why has your top button not been done up?"

I was somewhat hesitant to reply, saying with some difficulty: "My a-apoligies, sir... I was in a rush to get up... I-I won't let it happen again."

The Blaziken just rolled his eyes, obviously used to this sort of response. "You're an inmate, not a slob! That means you should be alert, and THAT means you should be tidy! Don't let it happen again!"

Whilst I had gotten off with a warning, others weren't let of that lightly. Heck, adjacent to our cell, a Prinplup was pulled to the ground and smacked about, simply because his top button was undone. Most notable about this incident, apart from the fact that it damn well near left the penguin with a concussion, was that the person administering the beating, was the same Monferno who had escorted us new fish into Nacrene Prison, and gave me my first taste of prison treatment, in the form of his blunt cudgel. If the poor penguin wasn't gaunt beforehand, that beating would've reduced him to such.

But back on our end, the now-lenient Blaziken left me to correct my uniform infractions, and me and Kaz set our way downstairs, looking to see what inedible gruel we were gonna get today. Whilst we were in the corridors, we kept verbal contact as minimal as possible, as we tried to focus on exactly what to say when it came to the inevitable conversation about... what happened the night before.

After getting our slop that we were supposed to call breakfast, me and Kaz decided to sit down at the largest table in the mess hall, since it was crowded mainly by new fish, who kept to themselves, if they knew what was good for them. My lot were no longer the new guys. I believe another lot had come in while I was in the infirmary.

Getting back on topic, me and Kaz were set on trying to put together any wrongs we may have generated through the... experience. Kaz, being the more confident one out of the two of us, decided to open up procedures, while taking low volume into account. Sitting adjacent to me, the Samurott said to me:

"Uh, Vito... Listen... if we did do it last night... I'd really like to apologise for bringing you into something you probably don't wanna know about... I know your body's still young, and your hormones are probably just beginning to settle down..."

"I don't want you to apologise, Kaz..." I tried to reassure him, almost telling him that I wasn't opposed to such practices as those that occurred the night before. "I'm pretty sure it was just the vodka working on us... The stuff looked cheap anyway."

Glad to see that I had taken such a serious topic with good humour, Kaz let out a chuckle before replying: "Well, Vito... It's just that, if we did do anything last night... We'd best hope that no-one saw or heard it... They might think that I've claimed you as a pet, and trust me, you don't want that sort of attention!"

I was shocked. "P-Pets..?" I asked, hoping that it wasn't what I thought it was.

Kaz gave a slow, solemn nod before replying in a grim fashion: "Basically... a prison bitch." My stomach tightened at this point. Dear Arceus...

"That... doesn't mean anything if no-one saw us, right?" I asked, clearly wanting some reassurance over this potentially dangerous, yet certainly embarrassing issue. And Kaz sensed it, in an almost psychic way. Though, the small scowl on my face may have been a giveaway.

"Yeah, Vito... Let's just hope that we managed to keep our noise to a minimum... Arceus HELP you if even one guy got a hold of it. Might be a gossipy bastard..." But suddenly, his voice changed to a much lighter tone, and he even asked me, after a sip of water:

"So what's in store for you today? I heard we got the day to do what we want..." I soon remembered that Marcel wanted me to do something with him. What was it...? Oh yeah, the gym.

"Uh, I think Marcel wants me to come with him to work out." I said, honestly. Kaz somewhat raised an eye upon hearing this, and spread across to me:

"That sounds great! But one thing: Just be careful not to get on his wrong side, okay, Vito? Marcel is probably one of the most feared cons in this place!" ...That response sounded awfully mixed, and the end of it surprised me. From what I could see, Marcel sounded like a pretty laid-back and resigned guy. Sure, he said he was in here for murder, but I was certain that it was out of self-defence!

Whilst taking a sip of water, I asked Kaz: "Uh, why is he 'the most feared con in this place'?" Kaz just leaned forward, and told me in a rather cautious way:

"Rumour has it that he murdered several people who had crossed him, and cut their bodies up into pieces to eat them!" At first glance, that would have sounded like a playground rumour about that weird new kid, but to be honest, in a place like this, such a creature would most definitely exist. I refused to pin such a charge on Marcel, though.

I just nodded, still rather unconvinced at the rumour. "Uh huh... I'd rather get the info from the guy supposedly behind it himself, but eh... thanks for the heads up..." Kaz gave no reply, other than a nod. Wanting to keep the conversation going for the remaining time that we had, I asked him what he planned to do, and after a few seconds of pondering, Kaz replied:

"Well, I'm probably going to head outside for a bit, maybe catch up with a few friends of mine, and just chill in the rec room for a bit. I haven't got much to do in this place, and to be fair, the gym's not really calling me today."

"Calling you? Whaddya mean?" I wondered, not sure what he exactly meant by that.

And Kaz, revealed something surprising, and even educated me on the background of his domain,"I really should've told you this before, but... I'm actually a fighter for one of the gyms in this place. Y'see, there are four gyms, usually seperated by size and colour: Mercury, Saturn, Neptune, and Titan. I myself, am in Neptune Gym."

"So you're a prize fighter..." I said, clearly surprised by this pass-time of the Samurott. "...and about the four gyms, which groups go into which gym?"

"Neptune tends to be occupied by the biggest pokémon in Nacrene, and the gym has the heaviest euipment as a result. Saturn is the gym where all the Shinies go. There's no size system, if you're shiny, this is the gym you're expected to go into,"Guess segregation is common here.

"Mercury is where all the small pokémon go, but trust me, it has pathetic facilities for a Pokémon of your build. Therefore, if you're looking to build yourself up, then your best bet is Titan, since that has equipment for Pokémon of your calibre, and due to Marcel being very popular there, you should fit in like a round peg!"

"Thanks for clearing everything out, Kaz..." I thanked him as I heard the bell ring out, and we were instructed to leave to go and do our own thing. Kaz replied with a smile, and mouthed 'no problem' over the noise of Pokémon getting up and clattering chairs against tables.

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After bidding Kaz farewell for the time being, I set foot on finding a certain Gabite for our trek to the Titan Gym. Easier said than done, to be honest, with over five hundred inmates packed into one mess hall, and looking to find their way out of there.

Whilst I was making my way towards one of the doors, however, a scaley claw spun me around, and for a moment, my heart nearly stopped.

"Hello there, _ kid. _" hissed a voice I was starting to remember.

Well, that's the end of that chapter! And once again, I would like thank those who have recently faved and followed me and my fanfic, as your support counts towards giving me the drive necessary to complete chapter after chapter of what I hope will become my magnum opus, One Way Out! I also hope that this has been the right Christmas present for the readers, as I swore to have this chapter one before the 25th! I'm also again, very sorry for the fact that depression has gotten into the way of the update schedule of this fic!

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