Beginnings: Part 2

"Mr. (Your Last Name), with the jury's guilty verdict on counts of theft and assault on a police officer, i herby sentence you to ten years imprisonment, and due to your volatile nature, you will be transferred to Belle Reve penitentiary in Louisiana."

The judge's words rang through your head on the prison bus.

Belle Reve? Belle Effin' Reve!? How the judge and corrections system thought you should be locked up in Belle Reve was beyond you.

The trip to Louisiana sucked to say the least, you were flown into Louisiana from Gotham by plane, then transferred onto a prison bus that would go through the thick swamp that hid the supermax prison.

Looking at the forbidding scenery of the swamp, you shuddered to think of what Belle Reve was like.

You heard rumors, under frightened whispers, Belle Reve was seen as the fifth circle of Hell by the criminal underworld.

It was a place of absolute terror.

When the bus had finally left the swamp, the legendary prison was in full view.

The prison was large, with a tall wall, and what seemed like a hundred guards patrolling it.

The bus went through the front gate, a massive steel door, and stopped at the prisoner drop off zone.

Not only were you met with heavily armed guards, but automated turrets were locked on you from the moment you stepped off the bus.

The guards obviously had no sympathy for criminals, and harshly pushed you inside.

After you were processed, you were thrown into your cell, a room with a very narrow window and bed.

The infamous Belle Reve, you were there at last, at least you had a bed.

The next few days were set in a routine, you woke up, went to the courtyard for the little amount of time outdoors you were given, ate lunch, and went back to your cell, where you were served dinner.

The food was disgusting, if it could be called food.

You received regular letters from Rox, she made it out with the money, and Selina took her share.

Rox was still worried about you.

Most inmates kept to themselves, the ones who made a scene were shot down by guards.

The smart inmates had a secretive system to get things smuggled inside Belle Reve, as a quarter of the guards were corrupt.

You managed to win the trust of a few inmates, and they in turn smuggled things in for you.

You preferred to read, so you had books smuggled in.

You liked classic works, Jules Verne was your favorite.

As you went on with your prison life, you were not aware you were being watched.

You went to the cafeteria on your regular routine, same as any other day.

As you are the "food" you were served, a fellow prisoner approached you.

Prisoner: Mind if I sit here?

X: Go ahead.

The prisoner sat down opposite of you.

Prisoner: So I hear you robbed Gotham Bank, that true?

X: I was going to rob it, but the cops got there before I could get away.

Prisoner: Still, Gotham Bank was supposed to be impossible to rob, to get as far as you did takes skill.

X: Yeah, I've been doing it for a while, and learned all the tricks.

Prisoner: So you know how to get inside, but do you know how to get out?

You gave the prisoner a confused look.

X: Yeah, why?

The prisoner leaned in close.

Prisoner: I got a plan to get out of this hell hole, I just need someone who can get into the security system.

X: I know security systems, a friend of mine taught me, what is the plan?

Prisoner: The plan is that I have a guard in my pocket who will transfer you to my cell, there, I will tell you the rest of the plan.

You hesitated to agree, but after a moment of thought, you saw no other option.

X: Alright, I'm in.

Prisoner: Good, see you tonight.

The prisoner left the table, and began to walk away.

X: Never told me your name.

The prisoner turned around.

Prisoner: Floyd Lawton, people know me better as Deadshot.

Deadshot left the cafeteria, leaving you shell shocked.

Deadshot, the world's most lethal assassin, just recruited you to break out of Belle Reve.

Later that night, you nervously waited for the guard in your cell.

After what seemed like a eternity in wait, the guard opened your cell.

Guard: Your being transferred to a new cell.

You picked up your copy of "2'000 League Under The Sea", and followed the guard.

The guard led you to Deadshot's cell, who was laying in bed.

The guard pushed you into the cell and locked the door.

Deadshot: Good, your here.

X: Yeah, so what's the plan?

Deadshot got a box from underneath his bed, and opened it, revealing that it held a blueprint of Belle Reve, and various tools to aid in their escape.

Deadshot: The plan is to use a huge riot to escape by the helicopter on the roof. But we gotta get into the security system to give us access to the roof.

X: so we need to get to the security center first.

Deadshot: yeah, and after that we need to get a friend of mine out of her cell, then get our gear.

X: sounds good, when do we start?

Deadshot: Now.

The guard left the cell door unlocked, allowing both of you to escape and run to the security center.

After using a makeshift hacking device, the two of you got into the security center and eliminated the guards inside, save for the one that Deadshot paid off.

Guard: H-Hey Floyd, we're good right?

Deadshot: Yeah, we're good.

After the guard turned around to leave, Deadshot threw a makeshift knife at him that hit him square in the back of the neck, killing him.

Deadshot: Can't have any witnesses.

X: Agreed.

You used the makeshift hacking tool to unlock all doors and cells in Belle Reve, and soon saw chaos unfold on the security monitors.

Deadshot: Time for part two.

X: Yeah, let's go get your friend.

The two left the security center.