The Ultimate Host

The Hitoshi Ninja Refugee Village, Old Prison..

John was only now waking up. He had been sat down on the ground with ropes tied around his body. John stood on his feet and began kicking the bars. " Hey!" Is anybody out there?!" Let me out!" John tried to use brute strength to free himself but couldn't. Every time he squirmed, the ropes got tighter and tighter. John sat down and decided not to move. John sighed. He was thirsty. He hadn't drunk anything since the events in The Northern Region. John suddenly heard droplets of water leaking down from somewhere but he didn't know where. He immediately found out when the water dripped on his head. John broke his neck and arched his chin up to drink the water. The water was rainwater. It was raining extremely hard outside. The rain was seeping through the cracks of the old and dusty prison. John rolled his eyes. Just when he was about to decide to go to sleep, he heard approaching footsteps. The footsteps belonged to Cross who had a tray of food in his hand. John placed a serious expression on his face. John squirmed his way towards the bars and asked: What's that?" Cross rolled his eyes." Isn't obvious?" It's food." This was proof that even though they were having differences, they still were brothers who shared some of the same qualities.