Yxari made sure Light was in his cell, at least trying to go to sleep. She then went to sleep, herself, with the key under her pillow and another key left in the Infirmary. Delilah went back to her quarters or wherever she slept. Tomorrow was to be a big day.
***
Yxari was awoken bright and early-- the victims' families had just arrived. Light's family wasn't coming. The whole prison was in an uproar, like it always was on execution days. She slid the door open and saw Sid.
"Good morning, my dear!" he smiled. Despite having lost a very beneficial worker, he was in a very good mood today... he got to watch the biggest pain in his rear die. Four out of the twenty guards were required to attend every execution, but five attended today, instead: Nicolaus, Ignatious, Gonzales, DiLaurentis, and Gordon. The first two were there for a very special reason, along with the third.
"Morning," said Yxari, in her most depressed voice. She pushed past the warden and made her way to the execution room, to wait for Light.
Blackened liquid coarsed through the thin veins. THUMP, THUMP.
The execution room was a box, with a door, and a glass wall, for spectators on the other side. On said other side, there was a window that displayed the ocean. If you happened to look straight down, all you would see... was water. These people weren't looking out the window, though. They were looking into the execution room. They finally wanted justice for their slaughtered loved ones. They were patiently waiting, content with watching the young lady file her nails.
THUMP, THUMP.
Light was dragged in by DiLaurentis and Gordon. He offered little resistance, much to everyone's surprise. They both strapped him to the iron slab, and he closed his eyes. Gordon took the key from Yxari and opened the safe, pulling a vial of blue liquid out and closing the safe back up. The Executioner had all the tools she needed but this shiny blue vial. She leaned into Light and whispered 'good luck when you get out'. The glass was soundproof and Yxari barely whispered. No one heard her but Light, and that was all that counted. Gordon handed her the vial and she filled the needle, awaiting Sid's command. The spectators sat on the edges of their seats, anticipating his death. Sid nodded at her, and she injected Light Sullen with blue liquid.
Blue liquid coarsed through the now expanding veins. THA-THUMP, THA-THUMP.
Light growled animalistically as his unhuman strength was not only doubled, but tripled. His arms ripped through the tourniquets, and Yxari feigned surprise. Sid ordered for the guards to subdue him, but they all turned and tackled him. Yxari didn't fake the yelp that escaped when she felt Light's arms wrap around her waist. The spectators were scrambling for safety, and Light burst through the glass, Yxari over his shoulder. He broke one last sheet of glass and jumped...
The Prisoner escaped with the Executioner.
***
Yxari was awoken bright and early-- the victims' families had just arrived. Light's family wasn't coming. The whole prison was in an uproar, like it always was on execution days. She slid the door open and saw Sid.
"Good morning, my dear!" he smiled. Despite having lost a very beneficial worker, he was in a very good mood today... he got to watch the biggest pain in his rear die. Four out of the twenty guards were required to attend every execution, but five attended today, instead: Nicolaus, Ignatious, Gonzales, DiLaurentis, and Gordon. The first two were there for a very special reason, along with the third.
"Morning," said Yxari, in her most depressed voice. She pushed past the warden and made her way to the execution room, to wait for Light.
Blackened liquid coarsed through the thin veins. THUMP, THUMP.
The execution room was a box, with a door, and a glass wall, for spectators on the other side. On said other side, there was a window that displayed the ocean. If you happened to look straight down, all you would see... was water. These people weren't looking out the window, though. They were looking into the execution room. They finally wanted justice for their slaughtered loved ones. They were patiently waiting, content with watching the young lady file her nails.
THUMP, THUMP.
Light was dragged in by DiLaurentis and Gordon. He offered little resistance, much to everyone's surprise. They both strapped him to the iron slab, and he closed his eyes. Gordon took the key from Yxari and opened the safe, pulling a vial of blue liquid out and closing the safe back up. The Executioner had all the tools she needed but this shiny blue vial. She leaned into Light and whispered 'good luck when you get out'. The glass was soundproof and Yxari barely whispered. No one heard her but Light, and that was all that counted. Gordon handed her the vial and she filled the needle, awaiting Sid's command. The spectators sat on the edges of their seats, anticipating his death. Sid nodded at her, and she injected Light Sullen with blue liquid.
Blue liquid coarsed through the now expanding veins. THA-THUMP, THA-THUMP.
Light growled animalistically as his unhuman strength was not only doubled, but tripled. His arms ripped through the tourniquets, and Yxari feigned surprise. Sid ordered for the guards to subdue him, but they all turned and tackled him. Yxari didn't fake the yelp that escaped when she felt Light's arms wrap around her waist. The spectators were scrambling for safety, and Light burst through the glass, Yxari over his shoulder. He broke one last sheet of glass and jumped...
The Prisoner escaped with the Executioner.
