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. He would prove his theory. He but first he had to turn criminals into soldiers. It would be an interesting challenge.

Oliver hummed a little tune as the guards dragged him into the room. 24 hours ago he had been rotting away in a jail cell, now he was in a massive underground bunker. He never did like cops, or MP's or whatever these guards were, but he cooperated. He imagined that if he refused he'd end up with six "warning shots" in his chest. He sat down at a long table, filled with foods that typically don't go together. The guards gestured for him to sit down at a seat near the head of the table.

The seat was marked with a paper name tag the read "Oliver Mitchel King". The tag faced outwards, so that the other dinner guests could identify him. He hoped it was people his own age, god knew he could use a bit of human interaction. He desperately wanted to dig into the pizza sitting in front of him, but he waited for instruction. The last thing he needed was the guards billy-clubbing him to death while shouting at him to "STOP RESISTING".

Ivy stepped over threshold from the hallway into the dining hall. Since yesterday, all the people she'd seen were soldiers and guards, telling her to watch her step and obey them, and she planned to do just that; this kind of thing didn't happen every day, and she was more than thrilled to turn her young life around. The guards stopped following her, instead dispersing through the room and around the exists, and Ivy stepped cautiously towards the table, looking for a chair with her name.

Aydon was pushed forward by the guard who would closely behind him, clipping his heels on every step. One final push led him to an open corridor in which he covered his eyes, letting them resist the bright change in light from the dark underground halls he had been traveling though for the past hour. As his eyes adjusted he investigated the room and noticed a rather large table laid out with many foods. He also noticed a few people, a few teens, that seemed to perhaps around his age. He could tell by the names and number of chairs they would soon be joined by more. He clenched his jaw and moved forward, keeping his eyes down. The last thing he wanted was to start off giving someone a "wrong look" or something.

As he approached the chairs he noticed names on them all of them. He looked around for his name "Aydon Carrige" He cringed, his name seemed so dark to him, as if it was corrupt. He looked over his shoulder back to the door he had entered and quickly sat.

Neva got shoved into the room from a hallway, "Alright! Ease up!" she said to the guard. The door shut behind her as she took a long look at the table. Her eyes almost glazed over when she saw all the foods, it definitely beat the crap she got in juvenile prison. She nearly sprinted towards the table, and she noticed that all the chairs were labeled. She looked for her chair and took a seat, almost shaking in her boots, so excited to eat all this wonderful food.

She had realized she ignored the multiple other people in the room when she got off the euphoria of being fed real food. She turned to her right and a boy had sat down. Neva looked away, and then tried her best to restrain herself to not eat all the food.

Ivy found her chair across from the other two who had already sat down. She was careful not to look them in the eyes - something she learned in prison - but she did get a decent look at them as she was walking over. She was immediately glad that she wasn't the only girl, but to Ivy, Neva didn't look like the kind of person who would be here. The boys all more or less looked like she would have expected, given the kind of people that were being brought into this.
She sat down quietly and kept her eyes down, careful not to seem either too threatening or too weak to her new peers, as it were. She hoped not to make any enemies just yet.

David was in a few cuffs as the walked him inside. He escaped jails before and killed a few guards. His family was not that long ago, was executed on the news. They, were all tricked by Their employers. If you can tell, he is the only one left. Before getting here he knocked down two guards and was placed in cuffs. He was then placed under this places control for his life being spared death.

He was pushed in a room with others sitting around. I guard pushed him in the chair with his name. Before leaving David somehow with a string broke the cuffs and knocked the guard unconscious for early when meeting. "that was for killing my sister" he said in a whisper that made other guards stare. "Don't worry. I did not kill him. Just kicked him near it. He said with humor in his voice. But the other guard with him just hit him down recuffing him. "Aw, no fun" he said in a light whisper.

He's insane, he's got to be insane, Ivy thought to herself, trying hard not to stare at David. She imagined them taking him out of some Silence of the Lambs-style solitary confinement just to bring him here. Is this what these people were looking for? Uncontrollably dangerous criminals? She certainly wasn't like that, and she was pretty sure most of the others were at least civil.
She tried calming herself down; after all she didn't know what that guy'd been through. Maybe that made sense and was justified, although she didn't know how that could be.

Aydon jumped at the commotion as another boy came through the door. He seemed to be the hardest.. To handle so far. Aydon almost felt out of place, as if everyone around the room seemed calmer, some even excited, few seeming to be hostle. Aydon just wanted to get this part of his life over with so that he can go home. Start a new life. who are you kidding.. Your life will never be the same.. Aydon thought to himself.

He looked up to the people sitting around in and opened his mouth to maybe make conversation, but closed it again, unsure exactly what he would say.

David looked at the others around him and heard the guards take the other to the medical bay. David was now not sure on what to say. This place felt like a something out of a movie. He yawned falling soon asleep.

He wasn't really sleeping, a skill assassin's learn is to rest on guard. He can hear and sense when eye are on him.

Ivy was just confused now. What was with this guy? He knocks out a guard, then knocks himself out like it was nothing? She figured that maybe he had narcolepsy, or maybe he was just being crazy. Either way she didn't trust it, this guy was really freaking her out.

He started to get a feeling he was being watched, He opened his eyes to see a girl starting confused of what he was by how her body languge read. He yawned and gave a faint smile. He leaned more over, his hands still cuffed but he again broke the lock and was free. He was now moving over to her "what, you never seen a boy before" he asked in a low but quite tone. He wasn't really that of a killer like his family. i killed only 5 people that were very bad, most were Pedophiles and corrupted officials. His family killed anyone for money, just he killed only evil. He was still standing next to the girl and saw curious on why most feared him. He sat down in the chair next to her seeing it wasn't even his seat. He leaned more close to her wanting to study her even more.

Neva called over to the boy, "Hey, step off dude. It's obvious you're making her uncomfortable." She stood up and walked over to where he was sitting, and pulled out the chair he had taken.

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"Hey man, I don't want any trouble." Ivy said defensively. She stood up and backed away from him a few steps, hoping that a guard would come over and do more than just cuff him, because that clearly wasn't working. She hoped that he listened to Neva, she was at least talking sense.

David stood up before the chair was taken and the was looking at them. He was now looking down "oh, okay...i'll leave you alone then" he said walking away sadly. people always look at him if he wasn't human. He sat in his chair but then a guard walked over getting a few ropes tying him to the chair. A guard spoke saying to not worry he is now tied up. David sat there with nothing but sorrow as he wasn't like here already. He join to make friends but..him being very dangerous made it worse. he waited for the meeting to start as a few guards stood behind him. But, david was already cutting the ropes with his sharp string.

Despite herself, Ivy felt guilty. She figured that guy was really unstable, maybe he really didn't know how he was supposed to act around people and authority. She'd met people like that in prison, people who just needed therapy and a friend, not jail time. She sighed and shook her head.
"It's all good, man, just chill out. We're all friends here." She said calmly, sitting back down. She did feel a little better now that he was restrained; just because he didn't know what he was doing, if that was the case, didn't make him less dangerous. She decided to introduce herself. "I'm Ivy. What's your name, buddy?"

Now that most of his lab rat's were in the cafeteria Vlad decided it was time to make his appearance. He nodded to the guard who let his pet out of her cage. She glared at him. If looks could kill he would have been dead but at the moment his pet was harmless. He caressed her cheek. "Time to met the others."

Roxy growled low in her throat. If she had her knife the old creep would be so dead. One of these days he was going to learn to not touch her. One of the guards shoved her with a tazer her reminding her that she was suppose to be following the old man. She didn't want to but fighting the guards would only make things worse.

Vlad signaled the guards to keep the girl out of the cafeteria. She was a surprise. He opened the door and looked around proudly. His thin grey hair looked like he had stuck his hand into a light socket. He wore a white lab coat over a faded grey button down shirt. His dress pants had clearly seen better days. On his feet were a pair of worn out dress shoes. All and all he was a mess.

David smiled at the girl, but instead did a nod not know how to smile with out making it creepy. He saw a girl walk in with a very dirty dude. He was like if you saw a dude had a bad hair day, this was just more sad. David couldn't get a good view of the girl with his body tied to a damn chair.

Ivy turned to face the man, and was immediately unimpressed by his appearance. She guessed that he was in charge, though, mostly by the way he carried himself. She glanced once more back at David before straightening up in her chair and facing the man.

Oliver was enjoying every second of this. That crazy David kid's conversation with the others. He recognized him, as did everyone who had paid attention to the news the past few month. If this was the sort of company he kept, he was in some serious trouble. Well, he thought may as well make the best of it.

"Hello friends." He laughed heartily. "Fellow criminal scum, my name is Oliver. Oliver King. Nice to fucking meet ya." He turned to the older man who had just walked in. "I assume you are the highest authority in the room? Well then it is exceptionally nice to meet you." He then gave a comical, exaggerated bow.