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This can't be happening! (Dream Reaver and Me)

Light Yagami_KIRA

Super-Earth
Joined
Jan 17, 2009
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About five miles from Tokyo city is an old abandoned factory, at least some say its abandoned. But in reality it isn't, in fact, the building is very well used. The building was owned by slave traders, though its all kept secret and only a small amount of people know about it. Those people were the masters and mistresses, the ones who come in search for a new slave if they got bored with the last one or it died. Every one of them knew that this building held the best of the best for slaves. The slave traders took a lot of time in finding the rare boys and girls, and once they saw a target they did any means necessary to catch it.

The traders had recently gotten very lucky in finding a new slave. The last one they kidnapped was a male named Light Yagami. He was 17 years old and a senior in high school. When standing straight he was 5'8" and weight 119 pounds. His hair was a copper brown color and it was thick, soft with the bangs hanging just above his dark brown eyes. He had a chiseled yet angelic face giving him an irresistible look along with his body which was perfectly toned, lean, and slightly muscular. And boy was he a hard one to catch, they tried coning him into following but he refused. So then they tried force, one ended up getting punched in the face. After a long bloody struggle they used chloroform and knocked him right out and took him with them to be sold. Even though it was difficult this catch was worth it, they knew he would be sold for a very big price with his looks.

Light was laying down back first on a metal bench that was inside of his cell. He was down with the other slaves some new like him some have already been sold before. There were hundreds down there and they ranged from ages 15-25. The cells were connected to each other with bars blocking the other one's cell but there were also cells across from each other leading a narrow path to walk threw and look left and right at all the slaves. Light was placed in one of the farthest cells with the other ones around his age. There was a girl in a cell on his right and another boy on his left with another girl across from his cell. Some of the other slaves looked at him but he couldn't respond for he was still unconscious. He was still dressed in the same clothes he had on when they kidnapped him and it happened to be his school uniform which was a white buttoned up shirt, brown slacks and a black belt, and his black boots. The coat he was wearing was taken off though along with his tie and he was stripped of everything he had like his wallet and cellphone.

One of the slave traders walked threw the cells with water and a piece of bread it wasn't much but it was enough to keep the slaves alive, last thing they needed was to have their slaves die and lose a chance at getting money for them. He went to each cell and gave a small amount of water and a loaf of bread to each one then stopped at Light's cell with a glare. It was the slave Light punched and the black eye showed it. Without warning the male threw the bucket of water that Light was supposed to get on him, soaking him completely. Light shouted and jumped up from surprise eyes wide then they looked to the male with a glare. "Get up boy!" He then grinned. "The masters and mistresses are coming today..You can bet you will be chosen, and just for the record I hope you get a cruel one." Light narrowed his eyes water still dripping off his hair and body. "Screw you..Where the hell am I?!" He demanded. The male just laughed and threw the loaf of bread at Light before leaving the scene.

Light looked at the bread that was thrown at him but didn't care. How was he to know it wasn't drugged or something? Why else would everyone but him be so calm and out of it? With a sigh Light sat back down on the bench putting his hand to his forehead. This was not good, he was going to be sold to someone like a pet, who knew what laid before him now. Just the thought scared him slightly but he wasn't going to show it, he had to stay strong. He shook his head trying to get the water off and stuck his finger in his ear to get the water out of his ears. "Damn it..What now?.." He mumbled as he laid back down on the bench and looked up at the cold stone walls.
 
The tall, partially masculine male stepped out of his limo, walking to the doors of the warehouse. He was one of the frequents to this Slave House, and also one of the most hated by many people. He always came back with a 'broken' slave, or one that was unsatisfying to him or his friends. He grabbed the unconscious male from his vehicle, his arms bound behind him and him half naked. He grabbed the slave by the hair and dragged him across the ground, the doors opening for him and he tossed the property to the ground in front him. "He couldn't take it!" The Master complained, and the lead Slave Driver came up, picking the slave up to examine him.

"Well, if you didn't always use such brutal tactics!" The Driver complained. He then dropped the slave and thumbed for him to be put up. "Must you be so cruel?" The Driver asked with a sadistic grin on his face. "Would you have me any other way?" The Master questioned with a chuckle and grin. "Tell me, what new shipment have you all gotten?" The Master asked. "Oh, you will love our new merchandise." The Driver said. "Come right this way, Sir Golna." The Driver stated, waving a hand and walking off.

Sir Golna looked at each slave they passed, liking a lot of what he saw. "Remember, you return one slave, you get one back for free. Any more then that-" "I know, I pay for. Do you think I don't have the money?" Sir Golna questioned. "Just stating Sir." The Driver said in his own defense. "I've been here how many times and you still tell me that." The Master said. "My apologies Sir." The Driver stated. He then continued to walk down the walk way, telling about this slave, and that.

This all continued until they came up to the one, Light Yagami. Sir Golna stopped and looked in to the cage, examining him. "OH! You have a like to this one do you sir?" The Driver asked. "He was a feisty one indeed. One of our Guards has a black eye because of him." The Driver informed. Sir Golna smirked and got closer. "What's your name, boy?" Sir Golna asked, looking at the male.

Sir Golna was dressed with only a pair of black jeans, a black belt with silver studs making two rows around it. He had no shirt on, showing off his toned body with a six pack that people would think was an eight pack. He had his arms crossed over his chest now, his red hair hanging down past his shoulders, just above his nipples, wrapped behind his ears. He had a piercing in his right ear, with a sierra topaz in it, about the size of half of one's pink nail, and in his left ear was a bar going through the top of his ear and reaching down to the bottom, resting on the top of his ear in the middle and behind it at either end. He had on a pair of black boots, looking to be made for a gothic typed person.​
 
Light was lost in his own thoughts as he laid down that he didn't even notice the two males walking closer and closer to his cell. He was pondering many hings over in his mind mainly thoughts of what might happen to him. Would he be sold to a male or female and if so would they be cruel or just want a companion?

Oh who was he kidding this was the main place to find slaves probably all of them were cruel slave owners. But wait, that was another question. Would he be doing labor, or would he become a sex slave?..Light shook his head he did not want to think about that. He could only wish that he got a female and that she would use him for labor, but the chances in that were about two percent if not less.

At the sound of a voice Light's gaze shot toward the bars to see two males standing there looking at him. Feeling uncomfortable laying down like that he quickly got up and stood behind the metal bench glaring at them. The look to that one male was beyond anything pleasant. He looked goth, and just plain brutal from the way he stood and even breathed. Light started feeling uneasy now, why were they at his cell? Was he going to be sold to this man? "No, no way, look away, find someone else, just please don't pick me!!" He shouted in his mind as he kept watching the two males very closely.

Light heard the question but didn't say one word, he did want to tell the male off, but with two of them there and the goth one looking the strongest, talking back might not be the best idea at this time. It might come back on him, so for now he was just going to keep his mouth closed. There was no need for this man to know his name anyway.
 
The Master looked at the slave in the cage, tilting his head to the right as he did, as if it were to get a better look at him. "What, cat got your tongue? Not speaking your language? Can't talk? Speak up!" Sir Golna said in a slightly brute tone. The Slave Driver kicked the cage with his boot. "Aye! The man is addressing you Slave! Show 'im some respect!" He yelled, half spitting it.

Sir Golna looked to the slave and smirked, then grabbed the Driver by the throat, slamming him against the cage, holding him a foot off the ground. "I didn't ask for your help, Driver! So you might as well go tend to the rest of your shit hole while I examine some more prospective slaves!" Sir Golna whispered to him in a harsh tone, then dropped him, the Driver coughing and gasping for air now.

He looked back to the slave and grabbed a key off the Driver's belt to open the cage and walked in, leaving the door open. "Tell me your name." He said, standing at the door to the cage, it wide open now. "And that is an order this time. Not a question, boy." He said, crossing his arms over his bare chest, looking down at the male.

Even though he wasn't extremely tall, maybe hitting six feet or so at tallest, he seemed to be much tall with his presence at the moment. He had an aura of darkness and evil about him, seeming to make him more exaggerated than anything. He took one more step in to the cage, leaving room for the slave to escape now. He had the idea to see if this one would attempt to run. He knew the guards would catch him before he got out, so he wouldn't do any thing.​
 
Light stood perfectly still and watched the male. His back was slightly bent and his legs were apart some almost with his arms out to the side almost as if in a fighting stance like he was going to attack if someone came near him. His expression was like a deer in headlights. quiet but frightened though he tried not to show it. Of course that was easier said then done, Light knew nothing of what this male could be capable of and yet here he was looking at Light. He had to think of something and fast, wait maybe if he disobeys the male might not pick him, then again what if he happens to be one of the sick ones who likes to watch others fight instead of just taking it.

He watched the whole commotion with the Driver and the male only to back up once the male now had the keys and opened up his cell then stepped in. His eyes narrowed at him then gazed at the open cell, but shot back toward him when the male spoke again. This time he had no choice. "Light." Was all he said and he said it rather rudely.

The second the male was farther away from the door Light made a run for it and charged out of his cell. In seconds the guard came after him and then he hit a dead end since the area was so huge. The guards looked at Light angry, they were seriously going to punish him now. Light looked around and backed away slowly until he was backed up against the stone walls, completely blocked in.

"What do we do with him?" Asked one of the guards with a dark grin as he came toward the slave. Light had his hands clenched into fists he gritted his teeth in rage. He swung his fist forward colliding it with the man's face and knocking him back onto the ground. They then all charged at Light. He was able to get a good hit on some but one caught him from behind and held him. He growled and thrashed wildly until one of the other guards punched him in the gut making the air go out of Light and causing him to bend forward with his head down and his hair covering his eyes, groaning in pain.

"Son of a bitch.." The guard said shaking his hand and then wiping the blood off the corners of his mouth from where Light punched him.
 
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