"To hell with you!" Gianna Hepburn kept a stoic face as she was escorted down the grand, metallic, steel door that led to one of the most treacherous places that boarded their clean, divine city, Serenity. Two of Serenity's elite guards walked directly behind Gianna, keeping close tabs on the petite woman who was well known as the daughter of the high Councilmen, Lenard Hepburn.<br/><br/>"You should be ashamed of yourself!" A long line of Serenity's citizens lined up on either side of Gianna and the guards walking down their aisle towards the door. Many came to witness the fall of who they once considered as a role model. Gianna was the bright smile that showed up in their magazines. The girl that little girl's looked up to and inspired to be one day. She was the angel that was seen as nothing, but innocent in everyone's eyes. Gianna was the perfect, conservative, well educated woman that everyone had faith in. Now? Gianna found it comical that her people were very quick -almost too quick- to turn their backs on her without even giving her the chance to defend herself.<br/><br/>Just a few days ago, Gianna wasn't sure if she was going to do it. Almost all her life she's been quite the curious cat. She was born and raised in Serenity, a city that was clean of all sins, brutality and debauchery. Serenity seemed like heaven, a place that promised a future. With it's tall, crystal skyscrapers, lush green open land, purified clean air, education at its highest level, homes built to fit five families, and of course, the high income people earned week in and week out. It was every person's dream life and anyone would give anything to even live five minutes in this lifestyle.<br/><br/>Only Gianna, would give anything to spend a day outside of Serenity. A day in the sectors just to see just how<i>different</i>it was compared to her home. Serenity looked well in the outside, but it had some massive strict laws, that it made Gianna sick. Laws such as alcohol being prohibited unless stated otherwise. Sex was only to be done for reproduction purposes. Drugs should never even cross someone's mind. Weapons should not be held or owned by any citizen unless one was in the military. Manners are highly respected in Serenity, so not a lick of profanity should be heard. This was all especially true to Gianna. Even the thought of killing would immediately punish that person by death. Serenity took these laws,<i>very</i>seriously, no matter how minor it may be.<br/><br/>Which is why, when she was outside in a secluded area at a bench behind a large bush, where many people don't cross by, she nervously twirled the small joint in her fingers as she clutched the lighter in the other hand. She had a friend who had the balls to sneak in out of Serenity every now and then. Her and many other people did the same, as there was a hidden hole in the wall that was built around the perimeter of Serenity, to keep all the "degenerates" out of the city. At least that's what her father called them. They used that hole in the wall to go in and out in secret. Serenity was full of corrupted people, who seek for pleasure beyond the walls, whether it was to indulge with the prostitutes, party in the clubs, or to find thrills in the streets. Gianna couldn't' find it in her to jeopardize her reputation and image, as much as she desperately wanted to.<br/><br/>So her friend brought her a little gift, just to give her a taste of what the other side was like. So without a second thought, she quickly flicked the lighter until the flame burned, lit up the joint, inhaled the drug, and let it all sink into her pure lungs. It was thrilling and nerve wrecking, but Gianna reveled in the moment as she slowly let the high take over her whole being. A part of her felt like she was living. It could have sounded ridiculous to everyone beyond the walls, but to her it made sense.<br/><br/>Unfortunately for her, the breeze from the beautiful day carried over the smoke and the scent of cannabis out into the streets, catching one of the higher ups attention, Ms, Langden, who was walking by with her noble friend. They followed the scent and found Gianna there, horrified at the scenery they were witnessing. They looked at her as if she was in the middle of murdering someone in cold blood. From there on out, Ms. Langden and became a snitch. She immediately swatted the joint off Gianna's hand, dragged her all the way home by the collar of her shirt, while Gianna surprisingly spewed profanities at her and demanding her to let her go, and then finally and eagerly told her parents of the whole ordeal once they made it to her luxurious, modernized home.<br/><br/>Her parents were of course, confused, horrified, shocked, disappointed, as they raised their daughter better than that. "We don't even know who are anymore", her father roared at her. "How dare you taint our name and our reputation!?"<br/><br/>"You never knew who I was", Gianna spat back. This earned her a swift smack to the face by her mother, who clearly didn't want to say a word to her.<br/><br/>Soon Gianna's news was made public and while her father took time to figure out what he would do with his own daughter, the public demanded to exile her. It was last resort for her father, but the public weren't accepting anything else. The rest of the council even threatened his position if he didn't listen to the public and to Gianna's surprise, he chose his high position over his own daughter.<br/><br/>So here she was, going through her exile, but she made sure not to leave her home before delivering her first and possibly her last "fuck you" to her parents. Her mother just simply turned her back on her and went inside, completely treating her like a stranger while her father stood at the door frame, his eyes screaming disappointment and resentment towards her.<br/><br/>Once Gianna reached the door, the mob around her were still screaming and roaring at her, anticipating the moment she steps through the massive door. One of the guards demanded for the door to open and seconds later, the large double doors did, slowly revealing hell to her. The crack between the door grew wider and wider until finally the imagery of Sector 4 was fully open for her to see. Gianna swallowed hard as her tough demeanor began to break down little by little. She thought that maybe she would be ready for this, but looking at the intimidating sector, she began to lose confidence in herself. Perhaps this wasn't a good idea. Before her was a few miles of wasteland while at the distance she can see the neon, worn down city, waiting for her to join into the unknown as she can hear some faint ruckus coming from the sector.<br/><br/>One shove is what it took for Gianna to finally step across the borderline of Serenity and Sector 4. She stumbled forward, almost losing her footing, but she caught herself before she fell to the cracked pavement. "You deserve to be there!" "You are just like the degenerates!" "You are not one of us!" Gianna kept hearing everyone bringing her down with their words as the doors began to slowly close with a slight rumble behind her. The more they closed the less she can hear them yell, but she didn't dare look back at them. The last thing she wanted them to see was the small tear that slipped out of her left, emerald eye.<br/><br/>Instead, she raised one of her hands and closed all her fingers but her middle one, so everyone can see her final message to them over her shoulder, right before the door closed on her with a haunting echo and finally condemning her to hell.<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="2194" data-username="@Őrült" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/2194/">@Őrült</a>