Chapter 1 slave
In a cold damp cave many voices were heard, hush like noises were spoken. In a small damp and dark area was a mat on the floor and on top of a mat was a young mother giving birth
“ please be a healthy baby, please be a boy “ the woman on the floor said
After who knows how long the strong sounds of a baby’s cries were heard, the young lady looking at the baby was happy with tears streaming down her cheeks she immediately grabbed the necklace on her neck and wrapped it around the baby’s neck.
“ hush now little baby, you may not know now but I am your mother and with this necklace I’m giving to you I’ll be able to recognise you “ she held on tight not willing to let go, she held on so tight the baby was struggling to breath
“ alright that’s enough let the child go now “ an unknown voice said
“ you know the law, once babies are born they are to be given to the royals “ another voice said
“ no please don’t take my child away from me please “ her sobs falling on deaf ears
The two unknown men walked out with the child in one hand dangling by his feet
“ what’s with the necklace around the baby did you go soft an give it to him “
“ pffftt that’s not mine it must of been the mother you know how they are, they want to be able to recognise the child when they grow up “ male 1
“ yeah that’s if they survive that is, I heard most don’t survive the first month “ male 2
“ yeah it just goes to show that you were lucky you weren’t born a slave in this life “ male 1
The 2 males were walking through the damp cave looking at other ladies and babies on the floor being born. Some ladies putting keepsakes on their child and some putting marks on the babies bodies.
Other groups of men were collecting the babies separating the boys from the girls. The mothers of the girls weren’t happy that the girls were born they didn’t want them to grow up into this sort of world where they were treated as livestock. Some girls were taking in by royals to be used as maids and concubines when they come of age. They were the lucky few, or some girls were put up for auction given away for cheap. The remaining girls who weren’t so lucky were forced to live there entire lives in this damp cave never to see the colours of the world.
The boys on the other hand were sent straight to the dungeons where they were forced to live in cages. The royals would walk all throughout the dungeons picking up boys who looked strong or babies that they think that have potential.
The baby that had the necklace around its neck was put into a carriage with 20 other screaming babies. The carriage made its way down the rocky slope, bouncing all over the place, the driver not caring if the babies survived or made it to there destination intact or in one piece.
After awhile it started to rain, the rain pouring down on the babies covering the sounds of their cries
“ you better put a cover over them, one or two may not make it but if all of them die that’s our heads on the pike “ an old croaky voice said
“ fine I’ll do that you don’t have to tell me twice “ the old male Driver said
As the old man threw a cover over babies he caught the glimpse of the little baby with the necklace the gleam hitting him in the eye. He looked at his wife then he looked at the necklace greed in his eyes he reached over ready to snatch it, as he reached for it the little baby opened its eyes a strange aura emanating from his body. The old mans eyes grew cloudy for a second he felt chills down his spine when he came too
“ what’s taking so long hurry up already I don’t want to do your job for you “ his wife screeched
“ OK OK “ his eyes clearing up
“ I’m coming hold your horses “
The old man made his way back to the front of the carriage to join his wife. The little baby with the necklace sucked on his tongue a couple times then closed his eyes.
The carriage had 2 more miles before they reached there destination with all the rain the roads were getting too muddy and the horses were getting stuck
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“ push the horses harder we can’t be stuck out here we need to get there quickly or the royals will have our head on pikes “ his wife bellowed
“ you don’t have to tell me twice I see what you see so why are you yelling at me “ he screamed back
They pushed the horses even harder trudging along the muddy path. As they got closer the carriage got stuck once again. The old man whipping the horses till his hand was raw
“ get out an pull them along I’ll whip them “ his wife said
“ fine fine but if I get sick from the rain an die I’ll haunt you till the rest of your days “ he answered
The old man got off an made his to the back of the carriage to see where they were stuck, he got behind and pushed while she drove. It slowly made its way forward creeping slowly as it was getting free a bolt of lightning crashed in the distance causing the horses to be spooked, lurching forward with all their might. They went rumbling forward causing the old man to fall face first into the mud and his wife holding on for dare life. As she was madly holding on, the carriage was leaning to the side. She pulled back hard on the reigns causing the horses to lean back sliding on the muddy road. The back end tilted hard and when it came to a stop a small object was thrown from the back.
The old lady slumped down in the chair patting herself down, the horses having calmed down stood there with the rain pouring down on them. The old man finally caught up to his wife he checked the babies, some were moving some weren’t he went to check his wife she was glad to see him. They continued on to the dungeons not hearing the faint cries behind them getting smaller and smaller.
The small object that was thrown from the carriage was a baby, as he flew through the air he landed in a puddle rolling down a steep embankment. The baby rolling down the embankment was lucky to be alive the mud and water slowing his descent. He landed onto a stack of branches next to a river. As the river rose the branches slowly moved, the baby was asleep or dead to the world throughout this whole ordeal.
The current of the river carried the baby faraway from where he first landed, the stars were out by the time the baby had stopped having been caught on a bank somewhere no longer going anywhere. The babies screams were heard throughout the area, wild beasts were curious about the noise made there way towards the boy. Many roars were heard some menacing and some with curiosity, amongst the roars a loud howl was heard causing all the other roars to shrink back with fear.
A beautiful white wolf was heard it’s coat a shiny silver colour makes its way towards the cries. As it go closer it felt apprehensive at first thinking it was a trap set by the ones who left it there. It sniffed the air a few times and circled the area before making its within an arms length of the baby. When it finally saw what was making all that noise it let out a sad whelp the little thing had blood all over it, it’s limbs pointing in different directions with bones sticking out. It had know idea how the little thing was still alive it’s started to lick to wounds being careful not to add to its pain. The little baby looked at this beautiful sliver wolf with his big eyes not knowing what to do, watching it lick his body becoming a bit ticklish mixed with a lot of pain.
The wolf looked into the eyes of the little baby seeing a little spark not willing to go, as the two stared at each other the baby’s eyes grew heavier and heavier the wolf was frantic not willing to let this little thing die after seeing it’s will to live, the little thing finally closed its eyes no longer breathing
“ HOWWWWWLLL “ the wolf howled with pain and anguish towards the heavens not willing to leave, it continued to howl all throughout the night.
The old man had finally made it to the dungeons a few silver short because 5 babies had died, he left grumbling to himself. The rest were put into cages along with a few old men to take care of them.
2 years had passed and all the babies that the old man brought were now able to stand and take care of themselves. The older generation had taught them what they were taught when they first arrived here. Some of the boys still had fire in their eyes and some boys eyes were dull.
On this day many people were walking throughout the dungeon because today was the day for buying slaves. In a cage in a corner was a little boy just standing there looking at all these people walking around poking an prodding the boys. Around the neck of the boy was a necklace, he stood by himself the other boys were standing in groups with their puffed up chests trying to look strong . It was lunch time now and the boys were happy even the older generation, on this day they could eat their full an more compared to the other days.
One man was walking around looking at all these boys eating, he looked at them up and down and gave some a nod. There was a lady behind the man following his steps looking at the ground she was feeling nervous. She had waited for this day for 2 years, it was the day she got to see her son again. She followed her master looking at all the boys she would light up when she went to a new cage hoping to catch a glimpse of her son.
Her master and her made there way to the final cage, she saw a small boy sitting in the corner with his eyes closed her eyes made their way down to his neck, she felt her heart pumping and the light in her eyes grew brighter, her master saw the boy all stoic and cold coughed a few times the boy opened his eyes and looked at the fat man. The man was proud that the boy didn’t look away from him he clicked his tongue and pointed
“ you boy come here “
The woman could feel her heart pumping really fast as she watched the boy get up
“ good what a fearsome boy you are not afraid of a man of my status, fearless “
The lady behind him couldn’t Contain her excitement and looked up at the boy she was ready to yell out, when the boys eyes locked with hers she felt something inside of her break her body was shaking uncontrollably. She looked down at the necklace and felt tears running down her face. The fat man didn’t pay any attention to what was going on behind him an made his way to the masters pointed at the boy then walked back to his carriage.
The lady and the boy made their way to the carriage, the fat man enjoyed the front whereas the two were sitting in the back with no cover, the boy sat there with his eyes closed the lady sitting beside him crying
Where is my boy......