Side chapter: The Slave

Somewhere, not to far from where Mun is, there is a Young girl locked in shackles. She is shackled to hin line, with several other slaves; being forced to march to the slavers destination. Her body is covered in thick green scales, all but her stomach and face have thin scales, making those places appear almost as if they belong to a human with green skin. Her short hair is bright red, like thinned blood. She is ragged wearing nothing but a poorly woven cloth, her slavers not even giving her the privilege of wearing pants.

Despite the slavers giving her little clothes, she is not a sex slave. No , her slavers feel she is too ugly for that, only beast kin may make use of her but even then, Beast kin prefer smoother features and fur. This girl has scales not fur; even to beast kin she is unwanted

The other slaves, at first hated her, after all she is a draconian. Draconian are treated better than most slaves and are not used as sex slaves, Any female slave would love to be a draconian. But this soon changed, every time the slavers would try to grab a women, the Draconian girl would interfere and force all their attention to herself, she was protecting the others. Now the other slaves only hold deep respect for the slave girl who will take any beating with a smile.

“That Draconian has been smiling a lot lately.” One slaver tells the slaver next to him.

“She is always like that, been like that since the day we found her.” The older slaver explains.

“I don’t like it” the first slaver says, looking back at the slaves walking, like cattle, in a straight line. The slavers of course ride on horse back, only occasionally getting of their horses to whip a slow slave.

“haha, don’t.” the old slaver says, as if he knows what the younger slaver is thinking.

“Her smile only becomes bigger the more you hit her.”

“What the hell, does she like being beat?” the young slaver asks.

“Don’t know, never asked.” The older slaver says as he looks to the sky, as if pondering the young slavers statement.

“Hey Lizard!!” The young slaver yelled to the pack of slave. Almost immediately, the Draconian girls face contorts in anger, yet she continues moving, ever so calmly.

“Do you like being beat!?” The other slaves look at the slave girl, as if wondering the same thing.

“HAHAHA” The slave girl bursts into laugher. The slaver a bit annoyed at the response gets of his horse and prepares his whip.

“You fucking mocking me!!” The other slavers, just look a bit amused at the whole situation.

“You’re the moron who just asked if I like being beat.” Draconian are tall, very tall. Despite being a women, The slave girl stands at a full 6 feet tall. The slaver at first doesn’t realize this, but the closer he gets the more he realizes how enormous this slave is.

Once the slaver gets close, the slaver girl stands tall and proudly, looking down at the slaver, as if she is of a higher position; that is the aura she gives and the reason she gets several beatings in a day. The slavers hate her arrogance and want to put her in her place, but it never works, at the end of it she is standing tall, while the slaver who took her on is on the ground, heaving and trying to catch his breath.

“lower yourself!! Now!!” The young slaver yelled.

“I am walking hear, moron.” The slave girl quickly retorted. The slaver turns red from anger and embarrassment. It is true after all, he can’t just make the slave hold up the line for everyone. The slavers, still on horseback, snicker a bit. But a slaver can’t lose to a his slave. That must never happen. So the slaver raises his whip, ready to hit the slave girl. The slave girl doesn’t even acknowledge the slavers existence and continues her march.

“That’s a nice sword you have there, your going to have to use that if you want to hurt me.” The slave girl speaks with a voice full of pride, the slaver swears he can even hear a bit of a snicker in her tone. The slaver throws down his whip, and hits her. He whips her and continues to do so for several minutes all the while yelling.

“Keep Fucking moving, you pathetic piece of trash. You think you can’t be replaced!!” The slaver yells, spit flying everywhere in his rage. The other slaves try to look down to afraid to look up.

“Huh!! What the hell you look at!!” The slaver yells to a trembling young boy. The boy is only six years old, his village was raided not long ago by slavers, almost his entire family was killed right in front of him. First his father, than his grandmother, and lastly his mother. His mother suffered the most, but did not surrender. Her son needed him and still needs him.

“No!!” a woman yells behind the boy. The boys mothers; yes she was taken as slave along with him. She wants didn’t end her own life, despite the life of a woman in slavery is absolute hell, she persevered for her young son.

“Bitch!!” The man takes out his sword about ready to attack.

“Stop, the men from where we are going will pay good money for her!” The older slaver yelled from his horse.

“Fine!” The young slaver grumbled.

“but this little shit won’t be worth 10 gold to us!!” The other slavers roll their eyes at their comrades temperament.

The slaver swings his sword down to kill the little boy. In that moment three things happened. The first, the mother moved her son out of the way, using her back as his protection, the second, the other slaves looked away, and the last thing to happen. The sword is stopped by the slave girls bare hands.

“Only use your sword on the weak?” All the 6 slavers looked at that moment in disbelief. What is supposed to be impossible just happened. A slave cannot resist an action by their master. In this case the slaves master is the old man, even so, slavers order the slaves to not hurt any of the other slavers or the client. These orders are absolute and cannot be broken. But the slave girl just stopped a slavers blade.

“You wanted to know why I was smiling when I was being hit?”

The slave girl has been beaten and bruised for the last month after; but her bright emerald colored eyes never lost their glow. She has been waiting for something, for the perfect opportunity to escape. Her slavers don’t understand the secret behind her slave collar. The collar around her neck is very special, one that is very difficult to create. The name of the contract she is under is the Dominated Slave.

Under this slave collar, the only way to make her your slave is to defeat her in battle, after that she is forced into slavery for 1 month at the end of that month she is allowed to fight for her freedom once more. The slave girl doesn’t know how to count, but she can feel that the end of the month is close. That is why every kick, every fist in her direction, every beating with a bat, she only smiles. The slave girl restrains herself, she lets her slavers abuse her all they want. But why did she do this? Why did she become a slavers slave even though she is smart enough to run and strong enough to win the battle?

Well that is to…

“Because it would make it all the sweeter when I kill you all.” She says in hauntingly calm voice. The slave girl Slams her head against the man, causing him to release his grip on the sword. She skillfully Moves the sword into her hand. The other slavers didn’t have time to react, In only a few moments the young slaver is stabbed through the chest. The young slavers eyes open wide in surprise and he collapses to the ground in a pool of his own blood. The slave girl places her foot on the mans chest and pulls the sword in the slaver’s chest out.

The other slavers finally react, They quickly get of their horse; 2 prepare their crossbows the other three come start to walk into the chained slaves crowd. The slave girl has already freed herself, and with the sword in hand, starts walking to the nearest slaver.

“Times up.” The slave girl says as she stomps her way to the slaver. This is what The slave girl is after. She became a slave so that when the time came she could free the other slaves. The girl is cunning, she knows a secret that many don’t. That is the usefulness of fear. In this world, when someone is struck with fear, their power weakens to an incredible degree. A level 10 can fight a level 100 as an equal if the fear is strong enough. That is why she become a slave, she isn’t strong enough to fight the slavers head on, but if she acts proudly throughout her time in captivity. She took her beatings with a smile for this moment. To instill fear into the slavers, the slave who doesn’t flinch to a beating.

It worked, The slaver in front of her feels as if he is facing a monster, she was playing with them the entire time, she could have killed them at any time, but she waited. She waited for her own sadistic reasons. The slaver is terrified he stopped moving forward, but the slave girl isn’t stopping.

The slaver turns his back on the girl, in fear, and starts to run runaway. He trips and falls to ground, he makes. He looks back to see a tail strapped to his leg, it is the slave girls tail. She is a draconian after all, her tail is a dangerous weapon. She swings he sword downward, hitting the slavers jugular. This is no mistake, the slave girl has been trained, for most her life, in close combat.

Now only four of them remain. As she walks to her next victim, two arrows hit her thighs.

“Agh!” She makes a low pained yelp, but she continues forward. The next slaver is braver than the last and actually initiates the first attack. Like a wild animal, the Slaver jumps and strikes downward. The slave girl moves out of the way with ease, and while the man is still in midair, she grabs him with her tail, knocking the slaver to the ground. In an instant, the slave girl thrusts her swords forward into the man’s back, the man’s heart is punctured killing him almost instantly. Another two arrows come flying but this time only one manages to hit him. She doesn’t flinch this time and marches forward to the last swordsman.

He runs for his life, but the slave girl is not going to let anyone live, she throws her sword as if its an axe. The sword pierces the slavers spine. He falls to the ground.

“Please!! Please, I don’t wan’t to die!!” The man pleads for his life tears fall down his cheeks. The slave girl calmly picks up the sword the man dropped moments ago and says.

“No one wants to die!” Without mercy, she thrusts the sword into the slavers throat. The others are probably planning to run, She thinks to herself. She runs to the nearest slaver and slashes. The forces in her attack is so great that the slavers head falls clean off. The other slaves could only stand an watch, in complete awe. They never thought that a single woman could destroy an entire group of slavers. All that is left is the owner of the slaves. The old man.

If they can kill him, the slave contract can be broken, they will all be freed people. There are different slave contracts that exist, but the contract placed on them was one that is ended at the death of their master, in this case the old man is their master.

Unfortunately, the old man, got on his horse before anyone could notice.

“damn!!” The slave girl yelled, as the man got further away. But then, only a couple seconds into the mans run, he falls of the horse, dead.

A second after claps, all the slaves looked to where the claps were coming from, only to find an ordinary looking human with decent looking armor.

“how you’ve grown.” The man called out. The slaves stood confused, not knowing who the human is talking to. But the slave girl responded without looking back.

“Cameron” Her voice is neither sweet nor angry, it came off as, annoyance.

“I could have killed him without your help.” She responded bitterly to her savior.

“haha, I’m sure you could have. But I don’t have the time for you to fight a bunch of slavers.” Despite his words, he stood their throughout the entire battle. He finds it amusing seeing the slave girl doing her best to fight people he considers weak. She even had to use a fear tactic to be able to defeat them.

“Shut the fuck up, you’ve been following us since they captured me.” She said, now with an angered toned.

“Good eye. Only you can spot me.” The slave girl wanted to slap the man silly, but this man wouldn’t hesitate to break her legs, in fact he has done it before. The only reason The slave girl is fine is because she is a draconian and draconian have very fast healing.

“what do you want.” The slave girl says, with a bit impatience in her voice.

“your brother asked me to check up on you, you know how he is. Empathic and shit.” The slave girl wants to hurl, but she holds it in.

“haha! If he cared he wouldn’t have put this thing on me!!” She yells, startling all the other slaves, no the peasants. The peasants looked to her, than the boy she saved asked.

“Why does she still have that mommy?” the boy is now holding hands with his mother; the mother shakes his head, not knowing how to answer her son’s question.

“That is all he could have done and you know it.” The man called Cameron says, in a calm voice.

“tell him no, you can go now.” This conversation was now routine. The slave girls older brother would send Cameron to ask her if she would live with him. Her brother always told her that he would protect her. But The slave girl has a deep hatred for her family she doesn’t want to talk to them anymore, she wants to kill them.

“Now now, this time I am here for something else.” Cameron says, a bit playfully, his smile so large it could scare children, in fact the boy is scared, but he stood in front of his mother, so that Cameron wouldn’t hurt her. This is his promise to himself. He will grow big and strong and protect his mother.

“What?” The slave girl asks.

“This time he asks, if you need anything just say the word.” Cameron says.

“Would you like to say anything to your brother, I’ll pass the word.”

“Yeah tell him, Fuck you with love from Kalliet.” Kalliet, the slave girls name.

“oh one more thing, tell him that he can go fuck himself.” She tells Cameron.

“hahaha. These trips are never a letdown. See you girl.” With that Cameron disappears, or rather he runs off so quickly that normal people think he disappears.

“What the hell are you all looking at!!” She screams at the peasants.

“Your all free!! Leave!! Before I decide to kill you all too!!” She lies. Kalliet wouldn’t do such a thing. This whole thing started because she wanted to free the slaves. That was Kalliets true purpose and the reason she was captured. The Peasants somehow understand this. They all bowed to their savior with eyes full of tears, but none said a word, as they saw the strange slave girl walk into the distance.

In the hearts of these peasants, they would remember this day. They would tell it to their children and their children will tell it to theirs, the story of the lizard, no the draconian, that saved the lives of over fifty slaves.

The peasants did not know at the time, but they would hear of the girl called Kalliet many times in the coming days.