It was the first prison lunch that the blue eyed monster of michigan maximum security amongst others, sat together in the prison cafeteria with their jaded beliefs about their future, and currently the gruel in front of them. Miles began gently tapping his fingers on the table, only casually stopping to make harassing remarks at guards and female prisoners like everyone else. It wasn't until that the discussions amongst the room brought a quiet stillness that provoked Miles's Idea.
He had two pieces of slightly thick cloth from the legging of his orange jump-suit and small nails stolen from the bedpost of the unnoccupied neighboring cell. He then covered the nails in urine and feces, ran them through the cloth and now wrapped the improvised knuckle duster around his hands.
The ovalicular eyes looked back and forth over the room until they found the biggest man at the table across from them, a former member of a mutant biker gang called the scorpions. Axel Mcormick was wanted for two arson charges, grand theft auto and the beating of three officers into a coma. He was generally not one to mess with.
Sliding from his table, the tall framed Aryan slipped away without a notice until he began running with extreme speed, and immediately grabbed Axel by his shoulders, throwing him to the ground, only to climb and straddle him, beginning to relentlessly pound on his chest with the infected nails as blood rushed out and the guards were on their way, to which he could only quickly shout "This place is my Bitch and don't forget it, if you're white and pissed off like me then I suggest you join me in burning this hellhole to the ground!"