“Ahhh”, I sat there watching one of the guards beating a slave for not walking fast enough, that guard in particular was one of the worst ones. He was the same one that almost beat the everloving shite of me on the first day I was here.
“Goddamn gruel tastes horrible”, I somehow found food worse than the trash apples I used to eat, apparently this stuff was made up of actual maggots and left over corn byproducts from the millers. Perfect to fill unwanted slaves' bellies.
“We leave at sunset so make sure you eat or I’ll make you walk next to the carriages!”
Looks like they’re finally shipping us off, from what I gathered from other slaves we are probably going to head to the mines where they would auction us of and then to some surrounding countries, they would clean us off by one of the rivers so that we’d look more presentable.
The plan is to wait for them to take us there and then to run to all high hell, strategic, I know, I wonder how I came up with that everyday.
“Told you to be careful Bruno”, I saw Sheila standing in front of me, looking disappointed
“Hey you were right, he always wins”, I solemnly looked at her
“You look pretty chipper for someone who just became a slave”, she said suspiciously
“After I ended up on the streets I thought I was a goner, then I had to fight in the arena, that wasn’t fun and now I’m a slave, I made it out of all those situations since coming to this world, I’ll make it out of this”, I said with a smirk
“That damn smile, it’s the same one that you use when going into the arena and somehow you always win when you have…wait what do you mean since coming to this World?”
The carriages started moving, “I’ll tell ya when I get back”
“What do you mean”, She protested
I waved back, okay now the hard part, getting out of this hell hole.
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The carriage rocked back and forth, I felt every damn hitch in the cobblestone road, eventually we left the city looking back I saw the sun setting over the huge castle in the middle of it all, how poetic, I a summoned on the highest peak and thrown out to the lowest slums and guess what I’m still alive.
“Hey, how’d you end up here”, One the slaves next to me asked, it was man with bunny ears, rabbitmen, I read about them in one the castles books. They were a race known for agility and speed but they were to weak to be used in combat so they generally took on more ‘homey’ jobs, usually taking care of others or foraging.
“Lost an arena fight, you?”
“My village was plundered by bandits, me and my family were captured and sold off to these slave traders”, he said looking down
“And your family?”
“My wife…uhh… she’s working now enslaved in a brothel in the capital, my daughter as well, they’re still there I think, I don’t know”, he looked like he was on the verge of tears.
“I’m sorry”, It was the only thing I could think of
“Thanks, name’s Erodoeht”
“I’m Alex, umm, why don’t you have a slave collar?”, I noticed that some of the slaves weren’t any
“Collars ain’t cheap so they only put them on the slaves they think will put up a fight, but something on yours, there's usually a sort’ve hue on the collars, did yours malfunction?”, he asked leaning in closer for those last word
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“Something like that, listen I want to escape and the way I look at is that when they stop to wash us off at the river we make a break for it”
“Your crazy, they’ll have archers posted everywhere, we have no chance of making it through them”
“The way I look at it is if we don’t try we’ll be sold off to the mines or wherever else we go, they won’t expect a person with a slave collar to run with rabbitman no less. The only way you can even consider saving your family is if you escape, what do you say?”, I looked at him with stern eyes
“Fine, your right, I’m in, this may be a suicide, I hope you know that”
“I’ve been through hell and back at this point, what's another trip gonna do”
“We stop here, everyone head down to the river and wash off, we need you looking your best for tomorrow after all”, the guard said chuckling to himself
They first led down the kids and then us, sick bastards, damn this world to hell
The cage flew open, “Get moving we haven’t got all day”
Me and Erodoeht stood up and continued down to the river with the rest of the slaves, each of us looking for an opening
The water was cold, ice cold, it felt like being pricked by thousands of needles, I dunked my head in, the dirt washing over me in droves.
Just then I saw one of the larger slaves, a bullmen punching one of the guards, the electricity that came off his shock collar was something to witness, like a contained lighting built, all the guards turned to see what was happening. This was out chance
Erodoeht and I looked at each other, we made a break for it, running as fast as we could into the forest
“Some slaves are getting away, his damn collar isn’t working, get after them. Archers!”
Arrows flew by in droves, “Don’t stop”, I yelled out to the rabbitman, “ I wasn’t planning on it”
“Release the hounds”, Barking noises ensued
I passed tree after tree, tripping on myself, my lungs burned like hell, “One more step, comeone, one more, please”
“Ghaa”, I saw arrow strike Erodoeht square in his back
“Erodoeht!”, I ran up to him, pushing him to his feet, limping forward, “Come on’ we’re making it out of this”
“Stop, let me down, promise, you’ll find my wife and daughter”,Blahhh, he was coughing blood,” their names are Rachel and Vera Sunwood, please”
“I can’t leave you bastard”, My hands were drenched in his blood as I tried to apply pressure the wound
“Run, don’t let me die in vain, please!”
I released my hold on him, “Run!”
I took off when I say one the dogs running towards, “Eat this”, I threw pocket sand in eyes, stunning him as he fell over
Pocket Sand LV2 reached
Usually I’d celebrate but there was no time for that, I continued, “damn you gamer lungs”
It seems that sitting around playing video games my whole life was to my detriment
I heard footsteps, they’re catching,
“Feck me”, there was cliff in front of me, If the moon wasn’t out I would’ve walked right over it
“AHHHHHHH”, A dagger was thrown into my right shoulder
5 Points of damage obtained, left arm will not be usable
“My lucky day, the loudmouth that escaped my clutches falls right into my lap, that rabbitmen friend of yours survived, I’m going to make a nice example of him to the rest of the slaves after I kill you”, Of course it was him, that same guard
“What's…your name” I said in between pants, this hurts so much!
“Reginald, remember it well,not that you’ll have much time to remember it”
“Feck you!”, I said as I pulled out the dagger from my shoulder and flung it towards him
He easily dodged it and flung one of his own, This one landed square on my chest, I couldn’t breath
I took a step back, except there wasn’t any ground to catch, I fell down the cliff, him laughing as I tumbled.
My vision going black
Heavy damage obtained–Right lung ruptured, heavy blood loss—Losing consciousness in 3…2…
I hate that damn countdown
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