A Cold Cell

[Kimiko 0]

Cold. So cold. "Ugh…" Kimiko began to stir. Her eyes slowly opened and began to focus. Soon she started to realize she was on a solid rocky ground. Her body stiffened as she sat up. Where was she? Then she remembered. Kimi had been captured by the local authorities and was accused of being a barbarian. When she was at the small holding cell she encountered two individuals. They didn't give names, but they did mention she was to be moved to the Central Arena. The Major wanted to put up a fight, but the guards decided to pull out crude energy weapons. They must have still knocked her out despite her cooperation.

 

This hadn't been the first time the Major had been imprisoned. Mostly it had been just as a precaution from some sort of altercation involving some punks trying to mess with her or her Marines. But this was different. Very different. These people actually believed she was an escaped barbarian. And now they were going to use her for their twisted games.

 

But why was it still cold? There wasn't any type of commodity in the cell. Not even a bed or a simple sheet. "What the hell?!" yelled Kimiko as she looked down at herself. The jerks had stripped her, and dressed her to more fit the part of a barbarian. She now wore a loin cloth and a leather strip over her chest. Oh there was going to be hell to pay.