[JOURNAL] Titus C. Wolfe ( [ Radical Dreamer ] )

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Day 40:

A figured huddled to herself in the corner of white cement room, the light in the room was so bright that the crumpled figure barely had her own shadow to keep her company.

Brown eyes clinched close as it stung to have them open in such light, she had already tried to keep what sight and use it to help her escape. But every attempt grew futile. Especially now...

Titus couldn't see, her body was malnourished and shaking. The now twenty one year old, spent her own birthday in this...prison. Everything she had was ripped from her. All accept the small trinket on a gold chain that Nick herself gave her. The vary item she kept tightly in her first. They had tried to take it from her, and well it always ended with her captors in a vary bad -painful- predicament. They easily found out, that the wolf at this point was cooperative unless the necklace was touched or in any tease to be taken from her.

This torture, this imprisonment, through out it....It was worth it in the woman's mind, as she sat huddled in the corner. A smile slipped devilishly across her lips. And she soon let out a joyish-yet maniacal laugh. It was really they only thing that kept her sane though out the given experiments she found herself in-once again. Though this time, it had been the republic that hoped to gain some knowledge on what the imperial had done to her.

"I got him..." Titus hummed to herself, as she parted her lips in a smile. Now all she had to do was get out of the predicament.


A sharp tap of something metallic on the glass sliding wall of the room, caused the woman to silence herself and curl more into the corner.

*~Pooooooop*

The sliding door, pushed open inside about a inch and slid to the right and opened fully. Three Males stepped into the cell, one of which looked like some kind of 'doctor' with a white gown and green gloves. The two others looked to be a set of arm guards, one seemed more confident then the other.

The less confident male, nudge the more assured one closer to Titus.

"Remember what we told you-" Started the guard that held a step back from the other.

"Hey-what do you go there." The other guard spoke and step closer to Titus who became still in the corner.

The unwitting man stepped closer to the woman in the corner.

"Don't!" The senior guard spoke out, as the second guard reach out to grab the necklace.

"What-it's not like she can do-" Came from the bold guard who turned his grin and head to look at the other. Before the male could finish his sentence, his arm was tightly grabbed and he was pulled off the little balance he had. Titus had turned her body, and still holding the necklace with the free hand, she hopped up and trusted her knee in the male's head.

The first guard, quickly pulled out what tazer her hand, and fired at Titus-not caring about the poor b*****d that didn't listen to instruction. The male was considered dead in the other's eyes, as most that tried to touch the necklace either died or barely escaped with their life. Barely. Pushing the doctor out of the room, he too back up-using the teaser only as a distraction to be able to flee.

Hearing the tazer, Titus grabbed the stun male, and pulled him up for a shield. Her body shook with the strength it took to barely move the male.

"Gha----" Feeling the male, shake in her arms from the tazer that stuck and compensated his body. Titus wasted no time, in quickly moving her arms around the male's neck and with a quick grab-and a twist, the guard's body only twitched because of the electricity coursing though his body.

Pushing the male, off Titus felt quickly around for a Knife and darted at the door of her room.

-THUNK- reverberated across the door as Titus collided agents the bulletproof glass. Growling, Titus placed her hand on the window. Her head tilted to the side and closer to the door.

The Guard and doctor watched horrified, on the other side of the door safe.
"You think she can hear us?" The doctor spoke.

-c***k, srrrrrrrrrrape. c***k...srrrrrrrape-
Came from the glass as Titus, bore the knife into the 'glass'. She winced to the sound, but it only made her look all the more frightening as she held the smile on her face.

The sound only stopped as ten letters where scrapped out....

-I will kill u.- was scrawled in the glass, in a kindergarten scribble. A closed eyed smile met them past the letters as she slowly waved to them with a open and closed hand motion.

Even a blind wolf still has their teeth....