No way out

Chapter 2
“When you’re in prison”


A/N: I know that I haven’t gotten any reviews yet but I don’t care ^^
I loved writing this LOL

Thanks to the wonderful author of inside the walls of the Domino Prison for you’re kick ass story inspiring me to finally get around to writing one... Because in my opinion there aren’t enough of them! (I need cappuccinos to keep me awake while I write this ^o)

Anyways:

Varon yawned aloud, lifting his weary head up off the pillow he was lying on.
He could faintly see almost one whole ray of sunshine seep through the iron bars above him.

“Shit” he cussed as he rolled onto the hard grimy floor. This wasn’t a dream, Varon was here for good.

He let his aqua coloured pools adjust as he stretched himself up onto his feet and prepared for the day ahead of him.

“Six am” he yelped, stripping himself bare and throwing on the, oh so elegant attire that the inmates had to wear in the mornings.

Loud noises and groans could be heard in the cells along side him.
Varon shuddered to think about what they had been dreaming about or worse doing to one another last night.

“At least the cells are single ones” he mumbled under his breath.

Little did he know, that did not make any difference at all.

Suddenly loud and fast footsteps could be heard outside of his cell. The voices suddenly died down. There was an instant chill in the air as there was every morning when the Warden walked along his most favoured row of cells.

The sound of keys rattling was imminent and you could hear thudding and jerking as each cell door was opened.

Varon looked at himself quickly in his tiny mirror before his door was shoved open.
He hated the way he looked. His hair was all over his face and the pair of bright orange overalls did not please him in the slightest.

All of a sudden a white haired man was standing outside of his cell in a police officers uniform worn very tightly.

He pointed to Varon then grabbed him by the arm.
“Ahh” Varon winced as the feisty eyed officer poked him in the back hard with his club.

“Next time it won’t be your back I poke” He whispered devilishly into his ear.

Varon stood silently next to a row of other inmates in orange coloured overalls.

He looked at the man who had whispered into his ear. He was standing proudly by him and waiting for the man in the long black coat to approach.

The warden walked past each inmate with a cold as ice demeanour.
His deep blue eyes were like swimming pools and his hair auburn brown.

He made his way through each inmate on this dingy and very dirty row of cells, stopping only to criticise or dish out a punishment to anyone who had “misbehaved”

“Make sure that Amelda has learned his lesson will you?” he ordered.

The officer standing next to Varon, who was at the end of the line nodded quickly before running down the stairs and into another part of the prison.

The inmates all looked up at the hardened warden hoping that they would not be next on his list of “Punishments”

He was almost by Varon when he stopped and turned around.
He looked into the eyes of a terrified little guy who looked no older than 15.
He had whitish grey hair and looked a hell of a lot like that nasty officer before.

“Morning Ryou” he snarled.

Ryou stood there shaking in his skin.

“Morning sir” he trembled.

“Do you have anything to report?” the warden asked with a hint of impatience in his voice.

Ryou looked down at the ground and shook his head.
Varon was puzzled by his expression. It was almost as if this little white haired boy was hiding something.

The warden’s expression grew colder and angrier.
He slapped him hard across the face until it went a pinkish red.

Ryou held in his pain and shut his eyes.

“What did you just say?” Seto Kaiba asked, narrowing his eyes.

“Nothing sir” the poor little guy yelled back.

Seto knew that Ryou would crack eventually. He just smiled evilly and continued to walk along until he reached the new boy Varon.

“Who or what are you?” he sneered with his arms crossed.

Judging by what had just happened, you called this Warden “Sir” at all times or else.

“Varon sir”

Seto smirked to himself and patted Varon on the head.

“Well I am sure that you’re new inmates will make you feel right at home”

Seto coldly remarked before giving them the all clear to go in to the cafeteria for breakfast.

Varon stood alone for a second, ignoring a creepy looking purple eyed inmates friendly wink.

By the time he had reached the cafeteria, everyone was already sitting down yelling and eating, well some were eating.

Varon lined up and held out a plastic blue bowl. He was then handed some sloppy looking white starch with what appeared to be oats in it.

He surveyed the gruel like mush and scrunched his nose at it.

“What’s the matter?” a voice from behind said.
“The grub here not good enough for ya?”

Varon spun around, still holding onto his tray and bowl.

“Don’t mind him man” A short brown haired guy added, tapping Varon on the shoulder.

The blonde guy who had been joking earlier just laughed loudly.

“Na the food is shit here” he replied, smoothing his blonde tatty hair out of his face.

“Oh yeah?” the brown haired inmate asked.

“Then why do you eat it?”

“I don’t” The blonde retaliated in a cocky voice. Like he was so high and mighty.

“Oh just cause you got a pal who’s a...” the other one was going to say something when the blonde cut him off.

“Shut up will ya?” he warned.

Varon was standing there completely confused. At the same time happy that someone wasn’t jumping up from behind him and trying to screw him or jab a knife into his back.

“A excuse me” Varon piped up. Following the two loud mouths to a table.

“Why the hospitality?”

“Well Joey can’t resist newbie’s” the brown haired guy said in a joking voice.

“What do you mean?” Varon asked cautiously.

“Oh nothing like that man geez I gotta girl waitng for me on the other side” Joey replied. He then gives his fellow inmate an evil glare.

“Thanks a lot Tristan now you made me sound like I wanted to root him ha”

Tristan rolled his eyes and began to eat at the so called porridge.

“”See I can pick out which crooks in here are alright if you know what I mean?”
Joey informed Varon.

“Oh” Varon nodded.

“What you mean?” he asked.

“Let me explain” Tristan said intervening.

“You see when you’re in prison there are a few” “Well lets just say types of cons in here”.

“Oh I know that” Varon replied. “I have seen documentaries and movies and stuff”.

A guy sitting next to Varon with a shaggy hair do suddenly burst out laughing.

“You think that’s gonna save ya kid?” he then clapped his hands and started rolling on the floor in the cafeteria.

There was an instant cheer from the inmates watching.

Just then a red and blonde haired guard came running into the café and picked the lunatic up off the floor.

A few inmates whistled at the innocent looking guard, but he ignored it and led the mad man out into one of the solitary cells.

“That’s Gutter boy Jim” Joey whispered.

“He was raped when he was eight by three of his uncles in an alley by a gutter” Tristan explains.
“Or so he says” Joey adds.

“That’s were all of his murders took place” Tristan said, shaking his head at the middle aged man who is screaming and thudding the whole way to the confinement.

“How many did he kill?” Varon asked, never thinking that someone like him would be asking these sorts of questions in a million years.

They both shrugged.

Varon shuddered at the thought of these murderers just like Jim that surrounded him.

Joey and Tristan proceeded to inform Varon about the “Types” that lurk in the prison walls.

“We’re telling you this cause we I dunno pity ya I guess” Joey adds.

Varon raises an eye.

“Why?” he asked innocently.

Tristan started to laugh.

“Never mind newbie” he muttered.

“Okay first off there are the pshyco’s” Joey continued

“I m talking off their nut” “holy shit” “eat their young kinda a guys” Joey said in a heavy Bronx accent.

“Take those two over there” Tristan said, eyeing the two identical inmates with white blonde hair and dark purple eyes.

“The Deadly Duo we call em” Joey adds, looking at the two oddly.

“Marik and Malik Ishtar” Tristan said.

Varon looked over at them and gasped.

They sat alone and noone seemed to bother them, despite their odd appearance.

“Bakky lets em off with shit cuz they know all this Egyptian gang stuff and their ways of torture are not nice” Tristan added.

“Bakky?” Varon asked. Remembering that name from the other night.

“Bakura” Tristan said curling his lip in hatred of the half Egyptian Sergeant.

“Second in charge and a complete wank” Joey says lowering his voice as he remembers a painful encounter with that officer when he was sent here.
“That prick has a lot to answer for” Tristan coldly snarled, looking over at the cocky white haired man.

“The guy with the rod” Varon thought to himself.

Varon was now shaking as he feared for what that sergeant would do to him.

Bakura was standing over by the two evil twins and exchanging something inside a brown paper bag.

“Still fresh” Marik smiled with an evil grin.

Ok so Marik wasn’t as bad as his slightly older and more aggressive brother Malik Ishtar (by about three minutes)
There wasn’t really that much of a difference. They both killed their parents in a furious rage three years ago.

“They slit their mothers throat and took it out” Tristan whispered lowly.

“Then Malik cut off both of his dads balls and squashed them right in front of him” Joey added with intensity as he told the tale of the Ishtar killing sprees.

“That was only the half of it” Tristan said, sticking out his tongue at the thought of it all.

“What they did afterwards was worse”.

“No what they did to their other victims was worse” Joey butted in.

Tristan nodded his head in agreement.

“Why what did they do?” Varon asked, for some weird reason he wanted to hear more, even though it would make him fear the two more.

“I’m sure they’ll tell ya” A voice echoed into Varon’s Ear.

Joey clenched his teeth as he saw who had just decided to approach the new guy.

Varon turned around to see three rather tall and large males in stretched out overalls looking down at them.

“Whaddya want Keith?” Joey hissed.

Tristan could feel his fists clench as he thought about what these three men were capable of doing, and what they did do, to the likes of poor little Ryou.

Keith was the largest and toughest looking out of the three. He had tattoos on his arms, “I also got one on my dick but you’ll get to see that later my new play mate” Keith whispered gravely into Varon’s ear. His voice was raspy and his breath smelled of one million cigarettes.
Varon didn’t say anything. He sat there and took Keith’s words in with fear and innocence.

“Get lost Bandit” Joey jumped up off the table. The bowl of porridge in front of Varon smashed onto the floor.

Bakura, who was still leaning in and chatting privately to the Ishtar men, rolled his eyes and sighed. He did not like to be disturbed when he was doing business. Especially not by the likes of Joey Wheeler, petty robber and Tristan Taylor his mortal in crime.

“You want another fight bitch” Joey growled, throwing his arms out in a “come and get me” way.

Bandit Keith (as he was known) rose to the challenge and was about to begin a full on fist fight when Bakura walked over.

“Well well well” He sarcastically dripped.

He stroked his club repeatedly in a warning kind of way and smiled at the two blonde delinquents.

“Joey Wheeler” he licked his lips.

Joey went silent and backed away from the fight.

“Cant keep away from trouble can we?” he queried.

Varon and Tristan observed the body language between the two.
Bakura obviously had an impressive power over Joey.

Bakura let his white bangs dangle over his head as he leaned in until his mouth was on the tip of Joey’s left ear.

“Perhaps you need a repeat performance of solitary confinement” he hissed proudly letting Joey shiver with a secret fear and dread.

Bakura looked over at Keith who was smirking with his other two fellow tourmentors, Spike and KYO. They were both a lot less dangerous looking but just as nasty...

"I dont see what you are laughing about you blonde peice of trash" Bakura snarled at Keith in his well defined accent.

"I think a little chat with Mr Kaiba is in order dont you?" Bakura said, eyeing up the two blonde criminals.

Joey gritted his teeth as did Keith.

A trip to the wardens office is not pleasant. Then again for Joey, a trip to Bakura's was worse.

Bakura then turned away and walked back over to the two Twins.

"With that ass on their side" "the ishtars dont need to worry about anything" Tristan said lowly.

That would explain why no one dared touch the ishtar boys. No that anyone would dare anyway, but the fact that they had the likes of Seargent Bakura on their side made it even harder for the sisters of the block to get into them.

After breakfast, the inmates all proceeded back to their cells where they would prepare for various jobs and duties around the prison.

Joey and Tristan kept Varon by them, explaining all of the different inmates in full detail to him.

Varon was very grateful for this.

"Stay away from Ryou whatever you do" Tristan informed Varon as they walked into the laundry room.

The laundry room was a mass of steam and wet towels.

Varon was able to find his way to the large basin and began to work without being asked as he was terified of not obeying this Seto Warden.

Joey and Tristan stood by Varon and were continuing their chat on the inmates.

"Ryou is an okay guy and all its just you dont wanna get yourself in more shit" "And since Kaiba is on his ass at the moment" "We steer clear" Joey said in an ordereing voice.

Varon nodded and took on board everything that Joey and Tristan said. Like they were well respected authority figures who were nice enough to look out for him and show him the ropes.

"He is also being hounded by the sisters" Tristan added. Pulling a heap of towels and bedding out of the basin.

"The sisters?" Varon asked.

"do i wanna know who they are?" he half joked.

"Yeah well you already know them" "Its that Keith asshole and his gang a pussies" Joey growled squeezing on the soaked linen to ring it out.

Varon gasped.

"them?"

Tristan nodded, rinsing more dirty sheets.

"Now you know why theyre called the sisters right?" Joey asked.

"Yeah" Varon nodded. Offcourse he knew. he was not a fool

He knew what prisoners with that name were like.

They were the same as that Bakura.

"why dont they just screw each other and get it over with?" Varon thought as he felt the soapy water rub against his skin.


"If wanna take you up the ass" "come and see me"
Joey pointed to himself with a high sort oif honor

thats the type of person that he was.

Joey always looked out for the little guy.
He always had done, even through all of his years as a street punk with Tristan.

The three inmates continued to chat about the other inmates on their block.

Kyo- the self righteouss murderer who enjoys anything that Bandith Keith does.

Spike- The firery raven haired follower of Keith.
He got his name from jabbing spikes into people for pleasure as a kid and had spent most of his time in and out of locked wards until he decided to slit open a few nurses landing him and the sisters life sentences.

Then offcourse there was Yugi- the little red and black haired boy who also resembled someone else within the prison, Varon didnt know who though.

Yugi protests his innocence which only leads to more torture from Seto Kaiba.

Varon did not know the full extent of Seto Kaiba's evil.

"If the feds knew what really went on inside these walls" Joey grunted.
he thought of all the damage that the guards over the years had done, to the prisoners.

He recalls, Seto Kaiba watching as Bakura dragged an inmate by his dick naked along the halls.

"why wont anyone say anything?" Varon asked confused.

"Like who?" Tristan replied defeatedly.

Noone was willing to risk their jobs and their lives to bring a wealthy prison warden and the entire staffing system down.

The more they spoke, the more terrified Varon became.
This place was a living nightmare and nothing could save him, except possibly one or two half hearted inmates.

"so what you in here for anyway?" Tristan asked.

Varon didnt know how to respond.

"Uh well you see I" he was about to answer when that Red and black haired Guard with blonde streaks arrived.

"He looks like that Yugi guy" Varon whispered as the Guard walked past the inmates.

Keith started making whistling sounds and grabbing his dick infront of the guard. They knew he was a push over.

"Thats the new guy Yami" "weak as shit too" Joey laughed.

Tristan gave the weary guard a sarcastic wave.

"Everyone calm down please" Yami tried to speak with authority, but it was as useful as Ryou trying to take charge.

Towels and water went everywhere as the inmates started throwing laundry around the room and soaking Yami in the soapy liquid.

"Ahh stop" he pleaded, falling to his knees.

Varon hid under one of the basins and stayed there silently observing the tirants that were making all of this mess.

Joey and Tristan were laughing and cheering along.

Varon suddenly heard the room go silent.

"What the hell is going on in here?" Seto Kaiba bellowed.

The room was stiff.

Varon crawled up from under the basin and stood silently.

"Yami my office now" Seto ordered.

The group all started chanting something as Yami red faced, followed Seto into the main office.

Bakura then came in with a smart grin on his face.

"I am going to enjoy watching you all suffer" he narrowed his eyes and looked over at Yugi, who was trembling under one of the sheets.

He walked over to him and ripped the cold sheet away.

"Well if it isnt Mr Innocent" he snarled.

He then grabbed a fist full of hair and yanked Yugi up.

he screeched as Bakura used his other fist to punch him in the gut.

"Get back to work" he hissed, looking at Yugi like he was filth.

He threw Yugi onto the ground and watched him scurry away to one of the basins.

"All of you Now" he sternly ordered.

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Later that night. Varon sat in with Tristan and Joey for as long as Guard Devlin would allow.

He had become really attached to the two inmates. If the truth be told, he was more afraid of not being seen with them and having to face the sisters alone.

"Man that Bakura" "I just wanna break him in half" Joey seethed with anger.

"Well why dont you?" A loud voice penetrated from one of the cells near by.

"Give me time Malon give me time" Joey yelled back.

"Ha spose it could be worse" Tristan shhrugged.

"We could be Ryou or yugi" "Or ...."Amelda"

"Who's Amelda?" Varon asked,

he was still in his uniform.
There was no way he was going back to that cell alone to change into something else, even though it was after 8pm and inmates didnt have to wear the orange suits.

"Well" Tristan sighed.

"What like i am afraid of what you are gonna tell me?" Varon questioned.

"I have heard enough horror stories about these people here already"

"Ha you getting feisty kid?" "i like that" Joey laughed and play punched Varon on the shoulder.

"Amelda despises Kaiba which is good"
"he also despises women" Joey said.

"what?" Varon asked. he seemed puzzled.

"Ever since his mom raped him he started to loath them"

"which i cant understand man" Joey added Gawking at a pic of his Girlfriend back home.

"wow" Varon exclaimed.

He looked over at a picture of the blonde haired girl, she had slight freckles and big green eyes.

"You like?" Joey joked.

Varon blushed.

"Her names Becca" Joey sounded in a daze as he thought about her. His eyes started to glisten as he thought about kissing her or making love to her again.

"Hey her and serenity are coming in this weekend for a visit" Tristan informed.

"Serenity is his girl and my little sis" Joey added.

He then turned his attention to what tristan had said.

"What?" "Really did D arrange it?"

Tristan nodded, "yeah hes on during visiting hours"

"alright" Joey smiled.

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Three cells down, Ryou sat alone, trembling.
He knew that the sisters wouldnt be too far now.

"As soon as Guard Devlin changes cell blocks then they shall come" he mumbled to himself repeatedly.

In the cell next to him, he could hear screaming and sounds of intense pain.

"noo please no more stop"

Ryou's eyes widened. "Yugi" he gasped, leaning in against the wall to see if he could make out what was happening to him.

He shut his eyes whenever he heard Yugi pine or scream.
He thought of the many beatings he had taken infront of everyone because Kaiba would not have his "innocence" plea.

Yugi and Ryou were both like canvas's theyre bodies were painted on frequently, in their own blood adn body fluids.

There was nothing that Yugi could do to stop the tortures that were carried out by The Warden himself Seto Kaiba.

Ryou listened in and wandered who it was that was harming his beloved Yugi.

"It cant be the sisters" "Duke is still patrolling the cells" He thought aloud.

"Ahhhh" Yugi yelled in what sounded like a symphony of agony.

Ryou winced at the sound.

"Why isnt anyone doing anything?" he moaned.

Ryou continued to have his ear placed up against the wall until the screaming eventually came to a halt.

Ryou heard a door shut and shuddered as his suddenly opened.


"Hello Ryou dear" An all to familar voice whispered in the dark.

"Wh....why..why are yo here?" Ryou mumbled, realising just who the feind who scarred yugi was.

"Oh Seto wanted me to attened to some lets just say Urgent matters" He replied, winking at his next victim with glee.

"Bakura i have told you, i cant be with you" "Now please leave"
Ryou hunched himself into a ball and leaned against the concrete wall.

Bakuras eyes gre a deeper red with anger, he pulled out his steel blade and held it up towards Ryou's neck.

Ryou could smell Yugi's blood on the knife, it was strong , almost intoxicating.

He whimpered when he thought of poor Yugi lying in his blood, or worse his own cum.

"You want the sisters to tourment you every night until you die?" Bakura harshly mouthed.

"Is that what you want?" He stood over Ryou with the knife dangling above.

"Please Bakura dont let them get me" he whined, tears ran out of his eyes like river water running down a stream.

Bakura slid the blade into one of his leather pocket straps and knelt in beside him.

"I can protect you Little Ryou" he said softly stroking his tear ridden face.

Ryou shook his head and went to wipe his eyes, when Bakura held his hands down until his bones cracked onto the stone.

"Yaaa" poor Ryou went to yell but was out of breath.

"Aww i imagine the crying has worn you out by now dear one"
Bakura faked his sympathy so well, however depsite his cruelty he really did want Ryou and could not understand why Ryou did not feel the same way.

Bakura then leaned in to kiss Ryou on the lips when Ryou moved his head away, with the only strength that he had left.

"Bak Bakky we are cousins" Ryou held his head back and sobbed even more.

Bakura felt his teeth clench and his stomach turn.

"No" he yelled holding Ryou's arms down to the ground tightly.

He then leaped off of Ryou and smiled to hide his tears of rejection.

"Very well" he said in a low voice.

"I might just forget to leave the door unlocked"

"NOOOO" Ryou yelled, using all of his strenght to scream.

Bakura shook his head and walked away, leaving the door ajar for the Sisters to attack.

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Joey and Tristan were still chatting about their girls.

Varon looked around the cell.

"Shit i better go or Duke will have me"

Tristan and Joey looked at each other than both laughed hysterically.

"what?" "Wont he?" Varon asked, relying on Joey and Tristans judgment.

Joey leaned in and whispered.

"Il let you in on a little secret" "if you tell anyone you'll be in for many treats from the sisters and Bakura and.."

Varon shushed Joey, "offcourse i wont tell"

Tristan nodded.

"See Duke and i used to be pals on the outside" Joey explained

"He got this job when he found out that i was locked in here"
"Tristan wasnt too far away in joining me here and when Duke got the job he promised he would help us find a way outta here"

Varon was stunned. Boy had he been looked down on with love today.

Not only was he in jail with two guys that could protect him he now knew that they had ties with a guard who could get them out.

"The sisters wont touch us man" Tristan added, lowering his voice.

"they know we got someone helpin us out they just dunno who"
Joey said.

"And thats how it stays" Tristan warned Varon.

Varon nodded intently.

"Seto Kaiba's been lookin for a way to bring me down since i got here" Joey groaned.

"If he finds out about Duke" "We're all dead" "and god knows about duke" Tristan added, making aure that no one heard anything but them.

Varon was curious. "Howcome the warden hates you so much Joey?"

Joey laughed a little then sighed.

"Long story kid".

"Oh tell me please i promise i will tell no one"

Varon was so eager to hear more, he was like a little child, who followed his loyal guardians wherever they went, whatever they said was right in his eyes....

Tristan laughed. "Hey kid you're alright"

"I told you hed be ok" Joey added looking at tristan.

"wha?" Varon thought, but he didnt say anything.

"So what are you in here for anyway kid?" Tristan asked.

Varon sighed.

"Well you guys told me about Duke and all so i guess i better tell you"

Joey threw his arm around Varon.

"Hey did ya rob a bank?" "Traffic coke?" "murder someone?"

Varon shook his head

"No no nothing like that" he replied, appauled at the thought of being seen like that.

"Ha na i didnt really pick you for the slice n dice type" Joey joked.

Tristan laughed.

"Hey you wanna know how Joey ended up in the slammer?" he asked Varon.

"The same way that you did" Joey said through gritted teeth.

"Ooh how?" Varon asked.

"Lets just say we were in the wrong place at the wrong time" he replied thinking back to the night of the robberey.

"If only it had gone according to plan" Tristan shook his head annoyed.

"Me too" Varon said quietly.

"what?" Tristan and joey both raised their dark brown eye brows.

"i was also in the wrong place at the wrong time"
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and im so tired man

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Varon recognised this guard from before when he had wheeled out