The Pocket (incomplete)

The Pocket

-Juno-

She woke with a jolt, hearing a bone-shattering scream that felt like it was coming from nowhere and everywhere. She tried to speak, but found herself unable to. The stark room was composed of a white bed, which she was strapped to, an ivory table, and a cream colored lamp.

The table however, had something interesting on it. As she struggled to turn her body, she caught a glimpse of a man. She kept turning, however, he spoke.

"It's too long, it's too long, it's too long!" he was saying,

"How'd you end up here, darlin'? The Pocket is not a good place for nice young girls as such yourself."

"Mmmfrgh!" he coughed and proceeded to abruptly pass out.

***

She saw the blindingly bright light and looked up at it.

"Don't move honey, I'm just checking your eyesight," said a woman's sweet voice.

"H-h-help me," she spoke with a weak voice, barely loud enough to hear.

"You're going to be okay, sweetie."

"Why am I here," she spoke gaining confidence, "and who are you?"

"That doesn't matter right now, and you can call me Cate."

SLAP! She struck her hand across the woman's face. She had secretly twisted her arm out of the bands holding them down.

"We have a code blue here, a code blue. Honey, you shouldn't have done that," Cate spoke softly. "You'll be here longer."

"WHERE?!?!?!"

"You don't know? Honey, it's the Pocket, an interdimensional prison."

"Why am I here?"

"You don't remember? Of course you don't, the explosion would've caused you to lose consciousness and forget what happened."

"So you're saying that I set off a bomb, lost consciousness, and got amnesia about the whole thing?"

"Yes." Cate spoke somberly.

"What is my name? I don't remember, so I must have amnesia."

"Your name? Your name is Juno."

-Orion-

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The electric shocks were painful, but not deadly.

"Where is the second bomb?" spoke a man with a deep voice.

"I already told you, I don't know! Just please stop," Orion weakly said.

"How wouldn't you know? You made the bombs!"

"I gave them to her."

"Who is she?"

"Juno."

"Where is she?"

"I don't know."

"I SAID WHERE IS SHE!?!?

"I think she's in The Pocket. I don't know for sure, but that's what I've been told."

"You better be right. Or else you won't like what happens next."

"Please be right. Please be right. Please be right," Orion muttered softly.

The man turned away and pulled out a sleek black object. He hit a button on the side and a screen appeared above it. He clicked something on it and put the object to his ear.

"Is she in The Pocket?"

"Uh huh. Yes. No problem. See you."

He turned back towards Orion.

"Okay, you're off the hook."

The man uncliped the locks on Orion's chair, pulled off the cords connected to him, and picked him up easily. He slowly dragged out of the room into the dull red sunlight of Proxima Centauri and onto a pad that looked hi-tech.

"We're going to The Pocket. Let's hope they have a warp available," the man said.

The pad appears to have opened, revealing a beam of light that seemed to engulf them.

"Here we go......" his voice trailed off.

The world around Orion disappeared, placing him in a semi-conscious state. He seems to have reconnected to the world, in an environment unlike any which he has seen. The place he is in is an almost bleached-looking white walls, floor and ceiling, with the only color being the shimmering silver-black of the bars.

"Where are we?" Orion ponders.

"This is The Pocket, the first pocket dimension to be created in our society. It is used as an inter dimensional prison, housing anything that commits an act of treason, murder, or arson, or until their trial in The Court."

"What's with the white walls and weird bars?"

"The bars are made of two metals alloys - one a combination of titanium and steel, and the other made of silicon and bronze. The walls are made of a man-made indestructible material - simply known as IM - standing for Indestructible Material."

"Neat. Are we meeting with Juno?"

"You will not meet with Juno, but I and my partner, Cate, will."

"Why can't I?" Orion asks.

"You created the bombs and she planted and ignited it. You will not meet with her."

"What is your name? I mean, I just want to address you properly."

"I am Rob."

"Okay, Rob."

-Juno-

"Let's go, honey." Cate said angrily.

"Why are you so angry?" Juno responds.

"Rob called an emergency meeting. Rob is my partner, unfortunately, who has your bomb-maker, Orion."

"I don't remember anyone named Orion. Will I be meeting him?"

"No, but you will be meeting Rob. We have to go now, so no more questions."

"But-"

"I said no more questions."

"Okay." Juno said, sounding defeated.

Cate escorted Juno out of the room, opening the bars and inputting a security code. She pulls Juno by the collar towards a small building at the end of the hall. It is a deep black instead of the usual stark white.

"Okay Juno, you will not speak unless spoken to, not ask questions, and most importantly, not interrupt. Do you understand?" Cate said speedily.

"I understand." Juno replied.

Cate and Juno made their way towards the black building, with Juno taking notes of their surroundings. They approached the door.

"Are you ready, Juno?"

"Yes."

"Then let's go speak with Rob."

The pair slowly creaked the door open, and upon seeing no one inside, they enter. They wait for a few minutes, pacing around until they hear someone outside.

"Now you wait here." said Rob's deep voice.

He walked through the metal door, and upon seeing both Cate and Juno, spoke with a much slower and deeper voice.

"Let's get this started. Ok. Juno, you may step off to the side or a few minutes so Cate and I may discuss"

Juno stepped to the side. She saw Orion peeking into the dark-colored glass. They both turn away, so they don't see each other. But the damage is done - Juno recognizes him, and it all came flooding back. And now, she knows it all. And she knows exactly what to do.