Foxete's POV:

    I wake up next to Dex. It's cold and dark. I can feel the moist concrete below me. We can't still be on the ship. There's no precipitation onboard a spaceship. My head is still spinning. I can barely open my eyes. Am I still bleeding out? 
"She will die if you do not get her medical assistance Chica! What good is she to Freddy dead?!" Dex yells at who I assume is Chica in front of us.
"I-I don't know," she stutters.
"You need to know quick, because she's lost a lot of blood!" He snaps.
I hear something clunk of the floor.
"Keep her alive Dex, or I'll have to kill you." She threatens.
I feel Dex shake me slightly. I try to open my eyes to let him know I'm awake.
"Foxete? Can you hear me?" He whispers.
I open my eyes and try to move, "Yep." I whisper, wincing.
"You need to stop moving, you have an open wound." He sighs.
"How long have I been out?" I ask.
"An hour, stay still." He drops a liquid in the bullet hole in my thigh.
I jerk my leg back and wince at my sudden reaction. "Warn me next time?" I ask.
"Sorry, I need to do this quick." He looks at me guiltily.

He continues to help me with my wound, stitching it up and sterilizing it the best we can while in the cell.
I still feel weak, but that's to be expected, I did just bleed out for an hour.
"Bonnie." I look at Dex panicked.
"He got out." Dex clenches his fist.
"Keeva-" Dex cuts me off.
"Them too." He sighs.
I look him in the eyes, "Why didn't you leave me? You were with Bonnie."
"No man behind." He states bluntly.
We sit in silence until Chica comes back.
"We're here." She grins.
"Where's here?" I ask weakly.
"You'll see." She smirks.

This is where we die.

Dex's POV:

    A prison planet. I'm a permanent resident, however, Foxete's being picked up by Freddy himself in 4 days. 4 days to escape. This hellhole. One teeny tiny problem, they separated us and I have no idea where she is. They separated the prison into groups, male and female. They dragged her off the moment we stepped off the ship. She was in no shape to fight them. They throw me in a cell after implanting a chip into my neck and taking my possessions. Im wearing an orange jumpsuit just like the one from Amona. I sigh and sit against the wall.

How do I escape?
How do I save Fox?
How do I get back to my family alive?

"Hey there, Freshie." My apparent new cell mate laughs, "Heard that you were the one who let all the prisoners out a few months ago."

The man had dark grey skin with red lines going from the top of his black eyes, over his head, to the base of his neck. His friends behind him looked generally the same.

"That wasn't me. That would be my idiot ex-captain, Bonnie." I stand up, mentally preparing myself to fight.
"Yeah? And isn't your current captain being held here too? I heard she's in the girlies section." The man smiles crudely.
"Yeah, and she's tough and nails." I defend her, afraid of what these men might do to her if they found her.
"I wouldn't question it." The man sticks his hand out, "My name is Akao. I want you help."
I take it and he pulls me close to whisper in my ear, "Break out."
I give him a subtle nod.
"I think introductions are in order." Akao nods.
"I agree." I smile.

Foxete's POV:

"Is that all you got bitch?!" The woman in front of me spits.

    A little backstory. In ten first 5 minutes I somehow managed to insult the 'ringwoman' by asking her for medical assistance. Now I'm getting my ass kicked seen as I'm completely injured.
"If my damn leg wasn't busted I'd land you on your ass." I growl.
She lunges at me and I flip her on her back. I hear her head hit the ground, hard.
"I win," I put my foot on her stomach and step down lightly. She doesn't move.
"Hey." I kick her slightly. Nothing.
Shit. If I just killed a girl...
The light on the collar around her neck was red.
"Is she..." I look at the other girls.
They've all backed away from me. I can hear the clunky footsteps of the robots.
The bots appear and I feel the electricity buzzing in the collar.

Ah shit.

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