Nitesh had finally sat the metalic taste of blood in her mouth as it seeped from the wound within her mouth. With a sigh she looked upon her food moving it here and there along her plate. She had lost her appetite. Again another sigh as she pushed it forward laying her head along the smooth surface of the table the coolness soothing her into a slight lull.  Her feet feeling the vibrations around her as each prisoner sat and filled the each of the seats. The sound of scrapes and slurps from the many mouths that worked to gather the goop filled her ears.<br/><br/>Out of the corner of Nitesh’s eye  as she laid her head along her hands on the table she spotted a bender playing with his food a little too much. He had added a bit his blood to the tops of his food allowing him to control and merely play with his food. Clearly a bigger fool then herself, she watched with nostalgia seeping into her mind as flashes of her parents and her siblings lingered quietly in her mind. The sweet reminder was like sandpaper across her wound ripping it open once more. The deep memories making her further lose her want of food, but as her eyes lingered elsewhere a loud bang erupted from where her eyes had just been. The shock of the noise caused her eyes to dart in their previous destination.<br/><br/>But now the scene was different no longer was it a bender simply amusing himself with his food but one of violence and hate. Her heart jumped into her throat as she watched the guards kicked, yelled and beat, her mind began to swim. Nitesh had seen this so many times, had been the victim of it herself, but something in Nitesh<span style="font-style: italic">snapped</span>. She could no longer stomach the abuse the treatment of her people, before her thoughts could gather she was already on her feet. The cool metal beneath her causing her to shudder, but as her mind still watched the horrific scene. Her feet still walked forward her mind stilled and calm. Those that had shared the victim’s table had all removed themselves afraid to become the next punching bag. But still fear had not crept into her mind only anger and sickness of watching such vile things. Before her slight steps could be heard Nitesh stood merely feet from them before her arm raised a echo of a voice yelled but she could no longer focus on sound’s but the feel of her power in her hands and feet she could never forget that feeling. The anger in her only made it that more intense a deep breath filled her chest, her hands raising.<br/><br/>Her hands clenched pulling the metal table forward knocking into the guards. Both falling to the metal floor with a loud clank as there platinum armor rang off the metal floor. a smirk now resided on her face as she lifted her hand raising the table above them. Even wider did her smile grow as her hand quickly went down slamming the men under it there screams of pain and anguish filling her ears.<br/><br/>Nitesh let her head fall back and enjoy the horrid sound, but as she sat there sedated by her revenge. A large bang echoed within in the walls accompanied by a  the loud wailing of the alarm. something hot bit into Nitesh’s Shoulder and she hissed as the pain her hand covering as warm blood trickled from it.<br/><br/>Angry eyes now flashed along Nitesh’s face “Please try your best to kill me, for I will no longer watch you beat my kind like some kind of wretch.”<br/><br/>Her attention turned to those of her kind each bearing the same scars she did. “We can no longer stay like this, liked some whipped pet” she pleaded. Two stepped from the crowd that now surrounded the scene guards had begun to come from every corner gun’s at the ready. The two strangers shared a moment there eyes going from Nitesh to the crowd and over the guards as if the contemplated there next move. The one on left had clearly made up his mind as he scraped something over his skin causing blood to trickle down his arm, the other was like her a Metal User his hand raised as tables began to rise and plant themselves into the guards door.<br/><br/>The echo of voices and the siren filling her ears as she began to come back to her sense and the throbbing in her arm began to increase. As she looked down at the pooling blood at her feet many began to run either to the safety of their cell or to find a way out. Nitesh looked on in awe, she had caused this? a smile creeping along her face.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">”Least it’s not so boring anymore”</span>she thought as she ran through a door.