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Sentenced to death...
I allowed the police to put me in the cell, I didn't feel like I needed to break free, there would of been nothing there when I would of gotten home. They put in one of the holding cells for the night and told me to get some rest, but I didn't. They took all of my guns and gear, I let them. The other cell mates shouted things at me, telling me they were going to kill me, I believed them. The next day I was put into a police van, the journey took two hours. I didn't know where I was going, but I did know that it would probably be the last time that I would see Gotham. When the van stopped, the police escorted me to an old building, pushing their way through the flood of the press. All of the journalist shouting "Mr Lawton! What do you have to say about being the world's greatest assassin?"I just stared at them. When I got inside I realized where I was, a court. This was obviously not one of Gotham's court, this one was clean. The police put me into the witness stand, whilst the judge came in. Then the court case begun. It started of with them listing all of my crimes the past few years, twenty seven cases of murder, sixty two cases of assault and one hundred and thirty five cases of robbery. I could of sworn I did more. Then came the prosecutor, blabbering on about what sentence I should get. I did not listen to what he had to say though, my mind was some place else.n my head was just a image of Blaze taking of her mask and underneath being Katrina, I was so sure it was. Bang! Went the judges hammer, waking me up from my dream. "I know declare," he began to say "that you Floyd Lawton, shall be sentenced to death, but the electric chair!" The crowd gasped in fear, shock, horror. I had no reaction, in fact I felt like I wanted to die, after all, what did I have left?
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Sentenced to death...
I allowed the police to put me in the cell, I didn't feel like I needed to break free, there would of been nothing there when I would of gotten home. They put in one of the holding cells for the night and told me to get some rest, but I didn't. They took all of my guns and gear, I let them. The other cell mates shouted things at me, telling me they were going to kill me, I believed them. The next day I was put into a police van, the journey took two hours. I didn't know where I was going, but I did know that it would probably be the last time that I would see Gotham. When the van stopped, the police escorted me to an old building, pushing their way through the flood of the press. All of the journalist shouting "Mr Lawton! What do you have to say about being the world's greatest assassin?"I just stared at them. When I got inside I realized where I was, a court. This was obviously not one of Gotham's court, this one was clean. The police put me into the witness stand, whilst the judge came in. Then the court case begun. It started of with them listing all of my crimes the past few years, twenty seven cases of murder, sixty two cases of assault and one hundred and thirty five cases of robbery. I could of sworn I did more. Then came the prosecutor, blabbering on about what sentence I should get. I did not listen to what he had to say though, my mind was some place else.n my head was just a image of Blaze taking of her mask and underneath being Katrina, I was so sure it was. Bang! Went the judges hammer, waking me up from my dream. "I know declare," he began to say "that you Floyd Lawton, shall be sentenced to death, but the electric chair!" The crowd gasped in fear, shock, horror. I had no reaction, in fact I felt like I wanted to die, after all, what did I have left?
Hope you like it :D