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Mal Meets the Rebel	By : Bloodylilcorpse Category: +S through Z > Total Drama Island Views: 3631 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: I don't own Total Drama or it's characters relating to the show. Nor do I profit or make money from writing this. Enjoy!
After being arrested, Roxanne finds herself not too long after being taken to juvie. The juvenile center was a pretty good-sized gray building about the size of a local college or hospital. It was three stories high, and from the looks of it a couple of local police cars were parked out front.
Roxanne's Pov:
I sighed as we pulled up, I noticed that my parents' gray SUV also stopped to a halt on the right side of us. From the looks of it, my mother was the only one that showed up, and she looked pretty tensed. As soon as our eyes met, I knew I was in deep doggy-do. I quickly looked away and waited as Officer Turner came to open my door. With handcuffs still on, I was escorted inside the building with my mother hot on our trail.
Mal's Pov:
After everyone left recreation time on the basketball court...
"Please!.. Stop!..I'll give you anything you want!..Just name it!", cried Elliot in absolute fear, as Mal pinned him on the ground with Elliot's arm pressed behind his back in a very uncomfortable position.
"Oh, I know you will, Elliot, trust me you will.", smirked Mal, as leaned in closer to whisper in Elliot's ear. "You will do as I tell you to when I tell you, and you will not complain or refuse to comply to my demands, and if you do, I will personally make sure that you will live to regret that decision. As of today, you are my peon!"
Mal laughed out loud as applied more pressure on Elliot's arm pushing it further into his back. The young boy let out a desperate cry of anguish. Because of Elliot's extreme state of terror, he was unaware of one thing, until it was too late. He realized that the horror that just struck him. He peed on himself. He was completely embarrassed, and being in the predicament he was in, he was unable to do anything about it. He never felt so powerless until today. Just when Elliot thought it couldn't get any worse, Mal releases his hold on him, then flips him over with his foot with feline-like speed, and sees Mal with a switch-blade pointed directly between his eyes. Elliot stares back in absolute terror waiting for the worse to come. Mal looks down, and notices Elliot's stained jeans, and chuckles with amusement. Mal steps back and stands up to his full height as he peers down at him. He narrows his gaze, and says, "You may go now, shrimp, but before you do I want you to do me a favor..." Mal looked around, and then leaned down once again, and whispered in Elliot's ear. It didn't take long for Elliot to comprehend Mal's wishes. He nodded nervously and got up doggedly as he sprinted off the court.
Roxanne's Pov:
The lady at the desk looked up from her computer screen as we approached her desk. She was a short, plump looking woman with graying-hair that was pulled back in a bun on the top of her head. She stared lazily at us. Looking at her desk name slate, her name read Mrs. Gloria M. Woods.
"This is a "boy's facility.", she stated obviously with a confused look on her face. "Girls are not usually permitted in these type of centers."
Officer Turner handed her the so-called statement that was held against me. She accepted it, and quickly read through it, and looked back up, looking at his name tag, and said tiresomely, "I see Officer Turner, is it?" He nodded, and she continued, "Very well, have her parent fill out this paperwork."
She handed my mother the thick stack of papers and a pen. My mother continued to send me death glares as she signed the official papers to my sentence to juvie. When the paperwork was done, the lady at the desk had me sign my signature, and by then my hands were free of the handcuffs. My mom was so angered that she left without a kiss or goodbye, as she stormed out of the building to her vehicle. Not that I was expecting anything like that from my mom, I mean we were never really that close, to begin with, but I kind of felt abandoned by it ya know.
"Empty all your pockets, and place them in this tub. Thank you." , the lady said, snapping me back from my revery. I did as I was told grudgingly. "Here is your sleeve badge, you may put it on now."
She handed me a green sleeve badge. I frowned, and said, " What is this for?"
"As of today, you are a new recruit. All new arrivals must wear green to clarify their distinct arrival in the facility. Green stands for being "green around the edges". Blue stands for "the typical average recruit", and finally black stands for "the bosses."
"I get the green and blue ones, but what does it mean to have a black one?" , I asked out of curiosity.
"The black sleeve badges are only given to a selected group. The group that bears them are placed in charged of the other colors.", she coughed and continued. "They keep any type out of hand mischief, and violence from occurring, so that there will remain a sense of tranquility throughout this facility."
As I gathered this new found information, I slid the badge onto my left arm, and before I could ask anything else, Mrs. Woods gave me a piece of paper and instructed me on other rules and protocols that had to be followed. Pointing down the hall, she explained the direction to the shared rooms. I folded up the piece of paper, and put it in my pocket, and headed down the hall toward the area she claimed all "the new arrivals " were to suppose to met up. I was halfway there when a group of guys came rushing past me like the building was on fire or something. I came to the door and paused to take a deep breath and prepare myself for what laid in wait for me on the other side of the door.
So what's waiting for Roxanne beyond the door? What is Mal plotting? And where does Duncan fit in, in all of those? Find out in the next chapter...
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