Year 2045
It has been 20 years 2 months and 13 days since the very first User Terrorism. The very sudden emergence of people with abilities caused global catastrophe, rioting and immense destruction in the first few days with their new-found powers. Fires broke out worldwide, half of the users became serial killers in a matter of weeks and the world cried out in response; world leaders gathering to quickly and decisively excise the users from the remaining population and banish them somewhere they could do no further damage to the various economies and governments of the globe.
The User Detention Force was quickly founded, money pouring into the task force from all corners of the globe until they had enough budget to do literally whatever they desired. They could have bought an entire country with the funding they'd received! It took only 3 months with the astronomical amount of money they'd received for their new prison to be completed. Transforming an abandoned man-made island off the coast of an Asian country into the ideal location for dropping and forgetting the Users who had massacred so many individuals in the short span of time they'd been active for.
Finally, the island was completed in its repairs and reconstruction, renamed to Area A and began accepting its first inmates just 4 months after the initial outbreak of Users.
During the span of twenty years since, the population of the island had grown exponentially; from just a small gathering of Users to literally 98% of their population. The UDF had utilised weaponry and equipment of such advance technology that the Users barely stood a chance at escape any more - thus increasing the number of them within Area A. However, even today nobody knows where these abilities came from - even the Users themselves, including the eldest and most intelligent had no clue. With these mysterious creatures all now herded together in one island together to fend for themselves, against themselves, one of the last transport ships pulled up to the heavily guarded dock to drop off a few more Users.
Each User was shipped within their own specialised container to keep them secure and locked down until arrival - the walls made with different material to effectively counteract any abilities they may have. Only two containers were being delivered this run, as most of the Users were now accounted for within the island already; One woman that could materialise a ridiculously large sword and a man who had been posing as a part of the UDF for years. Whether he was actively spying on them or truly believed in their values and ethics, he was found out upon clashing with the sword-wielding woman and the two were arrested together.
No further human contact was made with either party, the containers their only friends until they could feel the ground shifting beneath them when they were hoisted via crane to be lifted up and over the overly tall walls of the prison. Only once they'd again feel the ground shift beneath them did the gate at the end of the containers pull to either side and reveal their new home.
However, that wasn't the only thing that was revealed at that very moment. In front of the fake UDF officer's now opened gates stood a woman he had never met before; her orange hues almost glowing against her dim silhouette that masked his eyes from the bright lighting outside.
"My, you were caught after all. It was a good effort, though." a single, amused giggle escaped her sweetly smiling lips. Before he could even respond, she turned and slid out of view as she stepped away from the entrance to his container.
"Try not to die~" was all she left him with, her very form disappearing from the world as though it were never there to begin with. Instead, another silhouette once again dimmed the lighting from outside his cage; an ecstatic grin planted firm upon the newcomer's features - however that was not the thing he'd have noticed first. What was more prominent than anything else at that point was the sheer bloodlust that was emanating from her.
"Ohohoho! A new friend!" she exclaimed excitedly, stepping inside slowly; the change in lighting revealing her features more clearly. What appeared to be a rather large drill-head spun slowly on the end of what at this moment could only be considered to be her tail, that protruded from the bottom of her overly long hoodie. The front zipper was drawn down lowly enough that her mostly flat, bikini-clad chest was revealed beneath the thick scarf that covered the very base of her pale chin. Following her ridiculous grin up along her lips, his eyes would meet her own slightly glazed pair; the colour having drained slightly over the time she'd spent here in her own personal version of hell. Or was it heaven? Without another second's warning, she lurched forwards - blaring a crazed laugh as her tail launched forwards from over her shoulder towards the male - hoping to pierce through his stomach and kill him quickly.
It has been 20 years 2 months and 13 days since the very first User Terrorism. The very sudden emergence of people with abilities caused global catastrophe, rioting and immense destruction in the first few days with their new-found powers. Fires broke out worldwide, half of the users became serial killers in a matter of weeks and the world cried out in response; world leaders gathering to quickly and decisively excise the users from the remaining population and banish them somewhere they could do no further damage to the various economies and governments of the globe.
The User Detention Force was quickly founded, money pouring into the task force from all corners of the globe until they had enough budget to do literally whatever they desired. They could have bought an entire country with the funding they'd received! It took only 3 months with the astronomical amount of money they'd received for their new prison to be completed. Transforming an abandoned man-made island off the coast of an Asian country into the ideal location for dropping and forgetting the Users who had massacred so many individuals in the short span of time they'd been active for.
Finally, the island was completed in its repairs and reconstruction, renamed to Area A and began accepting its first inmates just 4 months after the initial outbreak of Users.
During the span of twenty years since, the population of the island had grown exponentially; from just a small gathering of Users to literally 98% of their population. The UDF had utilised weaponry and equipment of such advance technology that the Users barely stood a chance at escape any more - thus increasing the number of them within Area A. However, even today nobody knows where these abilities came from - even the Users themselves, including the eldest and most intelligent had no clue. With these mysterious creatures all now herded together in one island together to fend for themselves, against themselves, one of the last transport ships pulled up to the heavily guarded dock to drop off a few more Users.
Each User was shipped within their own specialised container to keep them secure and locked down until arrival - the walls made with different material to effectively counteract any abilities they may have. Only two containers were being delivered this run, as most of the Users were now accounted for within the island already; One woman that could materialise a ridiculously large sword and a man who had been posing as a part of the UDF for years. Whether he was actively spying on them or truly believed in their values and ethics, he was found out upon clashing with the sword-wielding woman and the two were arrested together.
No further human contact was made with either party, the containers their only friends until they could feel the ground shifting beneath them when they were hoisted via crane to be lifted up and over the overly tall walls of the prison. Only once they'd again feel the ground shift beneath them did the gate at the end of the containers pull to either side and reveal their new home.
However, that wasn't the only thing that was revealed at that very moment. In front of the fake UDF officer's now opened gates stood a woman he had never met before; her orange hues almost glowing against her dim silhouette that masked his eyes from the bright lighting outside.
"My, you were caught after all. It was a good effort, though." a single, amused giggle escaped her sweetly smiling lips. Before he could even respond, she turned and slid out of view as she stepped away from the entrance to his container.
"Try not to die~" was all she left him with, her very form disappearing from the world as though it were never there to begin with. Instead, another silhouette once again dimmed the lighting from outside his cage; an ecstatic grin planted firm upon the newcomer's features - however that was not the thing he'd have noticed first. What was more prominent than anything else at that point was the sheer bloodlust that was emanating from her.
"Ohohoho! A new friend!" she exclaimed excitedly, stepping inside slowly; the change in lighting revealing her features more clearly. What appeared to be a rather large drill-head spun slowly on the end of what at this moment could only be considered to be her tail, that protruded from the bottom of her overly long hoodie. The front zipper was drawn down lowly enough that her mostly flat, bikini-clad chest was revealed beneath the thick scarf that covered the very base of her pale chin. Following her ridiculous grin up along her lips, his eyes would meet her own slightly glazed pair; the colour having drained slightly over the time she'd spent here in her own personal version of hell. Or was it heaven? Without another second's warning, she lurched forwards - blaring a crazed laugh as her tail launched forwards from over her shoulder towards the male - hoping to pierce through his stomach and kill him quickly.
