Vlad signaled the guards to bring the teen to dinning room. He has set up a buffet for them. He had put out many of the teens favorite foods. He was hoping the food would distract them. This was the first time they would interact. He could hardly wait to begin the next step in his plan.

Hearing the guards open the door behind him, Felice hid the batons and turned to the door. The head scientist must have called for him again, though for what reason, he didn't really know. Exiting his room, the icy-haired boy waited for the guards to close the door before escorting him down the hall. As he walked, he maintained his usual scowl, amber eyes glaring as always even though he avoided gazing at the guards. There were only two of them, he noticed, and they still weren't using the cuffs on him. Of course, there was no reason to do so anymore, not since he had made his deal with Vlad. There was no danger of him acting out openly as long as that was in place, so the two guards here were probably assigned more as a way to ensure that he didn't get lost or distracted during transit rather than to keep him under control. Closing his eyes for a brief moment, the boy tried to push the thoughts to the back of his mind for the time being. All that was important right now was that he stayed focused. That was the only way to get what he came here for. And he wouldn't be distracted from that goal.

Roxy rolled her eyes as the guards entered her room. She knew why they were there. Today they were 'graduating to the next level of the program. She was curious about the other 'volunteers' she doubted any of them were here by choice anymore than she was. Jail or experimentation. Some choice. She had chosen the experiment simply because it allowed her more freedom than jail. Vlad was a creep but he was better than jail where she would be still under her father's thumb. She followed the guards to the dinnjng room.she had learned that Vlad would 'reward' them if they cooperated. She was willing to play along as long as it got her what she wanted.

James stayed silent as he saw the guards enter his room. He still had his scarf around his neck, as usual. They had tried to take it from him before, but after he strangled the guard who tried to take it, they quit trying. He knew why there were in his room, but he didn't really care all that much. Ever since the "accident" at his orphanage he's been in this place.

Autumn glanced up from her spot on her floor as the door to her room opened and two guards stepped in. It seemed rather much for such a small child but they had witnessed Mary’s wrath before and didn’t want a repeat. The little girl slowly got to her feet and padded over to the two men, following them down the hall. They soon arrived at the dining room. Autumn climbed up into a chair, one of the guards taking pity on the small girl and pushing her chair in for her. There Autumn sat with Sebastian, a stuffed bunny almost as big as she was, clenched to her chest. Her good eye was settled on her lap, the other one being covered by her eye bandage. Bandaged fingers nervously picked at the napkin set by her plate, not looking up as other people came into the room. ”What’s wrong Autumn? Being shy?” A voice snickered from the back of her head. Autumn ignored Mary, clenching Sebastian tighter.

"Ugh!! Close the door!! Its too early!" Shane groaned as the lights of his room were flipped on by the guards. They prodded the teen out of bed and forced him to pull on his clothes, a short sleeve dark blue flannel button up shirt, a pair of blue jeans, and some brown sandals. He just had time to grab his glasses before he was dragged out the door. "Hey easy with the merchandise guys." He complained as he was pushed down the hall towards the dinning room. Shane had been this difficult ever since he was brought into the program, giving lip to anyone who told him something to do, something none of the authorities of the facility appreciated. When he was pushed into the dinning room he was about to let out another quip before he caught sight of the food that was laid out on the table. He spotted the few others that were in the room, but his eyes were quickly pulled back to the food. "Dudes check out this spread..." He said as he walked closer to the table.

Vincent walked towards the dinning room sipping some wine that he'd brought from his room. Two guards followed him both carrying very powerful snipers. "Hold up guys." Vincent said stopping and putting his hands in front of the two gaurds. "When I arrive at the dinning room I want all the security surrounding the area to be shorten. I trust father can allow me to be the chaperone of this little get together." The gaurds nodded and continued to follow Vincent until they came to the entrance of the sinning room. Vincent entered the dinning room with a wide grin on his face. He sat at the head of the table taking a few sips of his wine and glaring at the test subjects.

James stayed silent the whole way to the dining room. He kept the lower half of his face covered by his scarf, because he really didn't want to have to bother communicating with others. When he made it to the dining room, he walked over and sat down. Everything about him, including his footsteps, was silent.

Autumn peeked out from under her bangs as she heard one boy speak up about the food. She gazed shyly at the other people in the room, flinching slightly as one boy a the head of the table seemed to be glaring at them all. The six year-old dropped her gaze again, holding Sebastian closer for comfort. ”Geez, you’re acting like they’re gonna eat you. Relax.” Mary once again complained from the back of her mind. Autumn squeezed her eyes shut, determined to ignore Mary as much as she could. It was her fault they were there in the first place!

Ariella looked around as she entered a room full of criminals just like her. They were about to eat dinner. It was like she was in some kind of jail... a normal jail. So why take her out of the normal Jail that she was in, and bring her here? It's basically the same thing.. in her eyes of course. Her face lowered down as she made it to an empty table, taking a sit. There was a lot of food on the table too, like their own little buffet. But was she going to eat with all of these criminals? What if they poisoned her food or something? Never know. So she didn't eat. All that Ariella do was stare at the others.

Entering the dining hall, Felice scanned the room to see a few other test subjects already there. And that man. That man... Quietly noticing the absence of his guards, the still-scowling boy took a seat near the middle of the one side of the table, taking another glance around the room. There was a lot of food here...odd. That plate of cookies near him especially...was irritating to him. He hated those cookies right now. Removing his attention from the distastefully colored objects, he glanced around at the others again, though he wasn't particularly taken with what he could see at the moment.

Feeling eyes on her, Autumn lifted her head, blinking when her uncovered eye meet the gaze of a girl. The girl didn't stare at her long, it seemed she was doing that to the others in the room as well. Autumn, gathering her courage, looked at the other people in the room as well. The most glaring thing was that they were way older than her. Her mind flinched away from the reason she was there in the first place, pushing the memory to the back of her mind. The child looked back down at her lap, something she does a lot. She petted her stuffed bunny's head, the action calming her nervousness. She didn't like it here. She just wanted to go home. Maybe...Maybe Daddy would come rescue her soon. She held onto that though desperately, clinging to it as one would cling to a life-saver.

James noticed a little girl who seemed really afraid, but only glanced at her before going over and sitting down in a seat away from everyone else, right in front of the desserts.

"Eat!" Vincent said in a happily mood." If you don't I'll call the gaurds in and they'll eat it for you." He took another sip of his wine." Don't worry you guys are important to my father so we wouldn't try any tricks with the food." Vincent was a little drunk but he didn't mind. " I promise you I'd be eating if I needed food to survive."

Autumn jumped at the sudden voice that rang out. She glanced up before hesitantly looking over the food selection. She put a few chicken fingers on her plate, nibbling on one. She didn't feel all that hungry though and so she mostly sipped on her water and kept her eyes down. She would occasionally peek up at the others but then she would look back down again. Mary in the mean time was calling Autumn names and teasing her, trying to get a rise out of the little girl and make her stop ignoring her. Nothing irritated Mary more than being ignored. Autumn resisted the urge to cover her ears. That would just make her look weird and it wasn't like Mary's voice was on the outside; it was all in her head.

"Congratulations!" Vlad said as he entered the dinning room. "You have all survived stage one of my experiment." He beamed at them. "Let me explain stage two. We are going to start training you to become soldiers. This will easier for some of you than it will be for others. Those of you that cooperate will be rewarded. Those of you who don't cooperate will be punished. Do you understand?"

Ariella continue to stare at the others but then back to her food. It looked so delicious...so she had to eat! And thats what she did. She ate and then listened to some guy talking about trainings and them being soldiers. This was gonna be really interesting, seriously what was going on? They were going to war?

James picked up a whole pie and started eating, ignoring what the talkative guy...no....correction: the talkative idiot, in his opinion, said, along with the old bastard. He had an extreme sweet tooth, and no sweets this whole time. He was glad to finally have something he liked.

Roxy rolled her eyes. She grabbed a plate of ford and leaned against the wall. She studied the others as she eat. None of them worried her. She was pretty sure that she could take all of them in a fight, fair or not. She was curious what they could all do. She figured they would find out eventually. Vilas was bound to want to show off.

Felice refused to look at Vlad as he spoke, though he continued to listen intently. So that's what this was about, though that last part wasn't exactly news to him. Though he would rather not indulge the vultures by eating, he realized that they probably would not be getting food like this again. It went against his desire to be stubborn, but food was still important, especially if they would only be put into more dangerous situations from now on. Still, as he calmly placed a few different items on his plate, he couldn't help but wonder at this decision to feed them like this. Was it just a way of emphasizing his bribe? He couldn't help but feel suspicious.