The cold breeze rushes through the chaotic crowd of the market, with people buying, bickering, and arguing. The children run through—causing turbulence—but the chaos has a scent of flowers mixed with the exotic fruits coming from the stalls, with it filled as, people coming and going. The stalls on each side, almost touching the old decrepit with vines on the edges but still beautiful. The heat hitting yet relaxing.
"Catch that guy, He got money. That bastard"
This yelling from a fat older guy, pointing and chasing after a boy. This scene cause the chaotic crowd to go silent, and people whispered to each
"What was happening?"
"Who is that boy?"
These were whispers yet so loud.
The boy still running but now going through the crowd. The boy looked thin, malnourished and seemed to be 17. Then the older man yells again
"That boy is an orphan. He is a slave"
These word made the crowd reacted and one guy in the crowd yells
"He stole from Us"
The boy looked horrified but couldn't do anything.
The crowd started hurling stones at him—most missed but one hits. The boy falls, his body hitting the floor. The crowd goes silent and stops. Some looked shocked, the boy. His head spewing blood. He covered in the pool of blood and his eyes covered by it. The eyes couldn't see because it covered and blood flowed in.
The crowd surrounds him, whispering shocked.
"Why..why me."
"Why bother"
The boy thought
"No..i have to go"
He mumbled this as he tried to get up somehow. His body bloody from the blood spewing from head before stopped and his ankle is sprained but he got up hardly. He tries to walk. He bites his lips hard to not scream from pain. He limps one or two steps before stumbling down. But he caught himself. It was a miracle that he didnt fall. Then a hand falls and pushes the battered boy head into the dirty concrete of the market. It was the old man's.
"Finally, You slave barstard."
He said this into the boy's ear while pinning down.
The boy close to falling unconscious he looked around to see the crowd. The people in the crowd did not have fear or pity in their eyes but disgust. He realised they thought as a mere idiotic slave who stepped out of line.
The boy cursed them but then the older man punched him on the head on the ground and then pushed his head. The boy fell unconscious.
6 months later….
The water drips from a stone pointed downwards with cold wind going through the cave where lamps and troches ignited with flames.
A noise dropping of a large wooden, metal object and sound of ruffled breathing.
These are coming from a 15ish boy falling with the pickaxe on the ground.
Then heavy footsteps can be heard and other people like him whisper
"Wake up you idiotic barstard"
It was said by a man who seemed to be some kind of officer.
A noise of a whip cutting through the air and sound hitting flesh. It was the guard beating him up with the whip senseless till his blood dripped as he passed out onto the hard dirty floor. The guard who was beating stopped and told others to carry him away.
They dragged and pushed him into the wall while up slope to the entrance.
"There goes another one" whispered and laughed by other people in the same situation.
"This place hell. I wish ran little longer then i didnt need to be in this sh#tty place"
This was the thought of a fragile boy as swung a large pickaxe onto the rock harder than everyone who was whispering and working stopped and then saw the guard line up. They saluted the man. The boy bit his lips till they bleed just by seeing that.
"God morning, officer kenny"
The guards saluted. Officer Kenny smiled and said
"Good morning, doing good work making these good for nothing slaves work"
He grinned and then stared at the boy still grinning.
"This piece of sh#t"
Thought by the boy as the officer walked up and calmly told
"Hello, slave kyne. hope you doing well"
"This was strange. He was calm but always barking like the trash he is"
Thought by kyne.
Then officer Kenny said
"I need to come with me to the zero axis point"
Kyne replied
"Why hell would listen to you and go there"
"Well…The Zero Axis Point… you'll love it. It's where dogs go to learn their place."
He said grinning as the guard surrounded him. Then one of them kicked down kyne's knee with gun as the guards made him sit and fall onto the ground and then held him as kenny looks at laughing and then kyne's mouth gets covered by chain. The chain was heated as they start sawing the chain on Kyne's mouth.
Kyne screams in agony and unbearable pain but its muffled. Then they stop and officer kenny take a metal rod and heats in the fire it starters to melt a little and beat his stomach kyne tries to move and scream but held down and the chain around his mouth tighten. He passes out but then wakes up to hot water on his face. kyne looks around and then officer kenny voice is being heard.
"Good morning, Kyne. I trust the chains haven't been too tight? No? Then we'll fix that"
In that clam yet mocking tone. Kyne sees its dark and only lit by small oil lamps that are running out. The area is dark and beak with algae and sounds of movement then kyne and other people are thrown and pickaxe thrown on their face as they are forced to mine and swing the pickaxe like a dog fetching the ball for its master. Then a banging noise that startled everyone and the guards curious, started looking around searching for it but kyne was staring at the roof. The dirty and wet roof of the cave had cracked that looked to be collapsing form some kind of weight then kyne his pupils dilated and he jumped and dived into the ground and then the guard that stood near him grumbled
"Hey barstard slave you got work"
As he spoke the roof collapsed onto him with a weary dark figure that was large with its presence immense on the crumbled and broken stone of the roof completely killing the gurad with his blood spattering with flesh in it.
As he spoke the roof collapsed onto him with a weary dark figure that was large with its presence immense on the crumbled and broken stone of the roof completely killing the garud with his blood spattering with flesh in it.The yellow eyes of the creature looked and glared at kyne with bloodthirst in it eyes.