Welcome To Wonderland(Sinnocent x SpecialKay)

[SpecialKay]

Izaya shook his feet as he made his way off the bus. It was a long trip to the high security prison on the outskirts of Japan, a place for a large quantity of young teenage criminals to go and serve out their sentences. Whether it be death or a life sentence it doesn't matter, many of those juvenile criminals were still sent to this place. Izaya, was of course no exception. It was a problem he had encountered, being charged with the murder of his own family...which of course was not true. It simply looked that way to the officers who had arrived at the scene of the crime, when in reality, it was simply Izaya...mourning.

Izaya was hauled off the bus being escorted by a group of officers, being deemed as 'highly dangerous' was not necessarily the easiest of titles to attain. Little did he know however, that his 'mistaken' crime wasn't the only reason that he was placed, the people running the prison have also seemingly discovered the truth that he contained a Branch Of Sin. Not only that, but a very powerful one to say the least, high hopes from the higher ups of the prison for his success in the Deadman's Carnival. Afterall, he was only a lowly juvenile prisoner being sentenced to death...wasn't he?

It was easy to detect the anger that enveloped Izaya from the inside, the emotion surrounding him completely as he moved forward, it was slow and sturdy movement until the guards finally uncuffed him. Handing him a duffel with a key to his jail cell, it was a place he didn't necessarily plan on living for long...afterall he was on death row. He simply looked to the guards, his eyes spread wide as if trying to intimidate the men that had placed him in the position he was now currently in. One of which...he didn't deserve to be involved with.

 

[Sinnocent]

"You hear about the new batch they're bringing in today?"

Silvery blue eyes didn't move from the King and Seven heart cards in her hand, only moved to carefully watch the cards on the flop. As it stood now, she had two pair. Kaori downplayed her bet with a small raise.

"New arrivals come in every week, what about it?"

Her voice stayed calm, almost cold. They were only bringing this up to get her to try to talk, try to read her voice or her reactions. The blonde might have been young, but she'd been in here since she was fourteen. Two years prior, she had been institutionalized because no one believed her. She was just trying to rationalize of her act of self-defense that had gone too far. This was after some older kid tried to rape her and she fought back. They found a knife buried in his chest, and places that looked like stab wounds... that weren't. No one wanted to hear her say how it was like her blood had a mind of its own. Then one night, she just disappeared off the face of the earth and ended up in this hellhole. Someone had told her they saw her obituary in newspaper: no viewing, and private funeral services.

"I hear one of them is a Deadman."

The man to her left said, but she was still focused on the cards. Her eyes scanning other people's bets. She watched the next are flop: Full house. Her brow arched; she pinched her lower lip between her teeth. Tentatively, she just called the previous bet. One of the other guys had gone all in.

"Charges falsified, or is he one of the crazy ones?"

"Dunno yet. Even if they're true, they always play them up to make sure they land here."

The final card was played and hands were laid down. The girl squealed, pulling the stash of candy and cast cards towards her with a large grin.

"Jackpot!"