Dr. Stone One Shots

M Stanley x Fem! Crime victim! Reader (1/2)

(Warning: it might be a little dark for some ppl so only read if you can handle stuff like that)

₹ = Indian rupee (I'm not Indian, not even from Asia, so if an Indian reader might stumble upon this, please don't criticize me too much 😂😭)

"₹40,000 for that girl!"
"I want her! ₹45,000!"
"So the 43 wants her. Any more bets?"
"I want her for ₹50,000!"
"₹60,000!"

Your wrists were cuffed and you helplessly kneeled down on the tribune of the human trafficking auction in india. You were with your family as soon as you turned 18 two days ago, happily celebrating your birthday. Your life was going great. Your family neither was rich nor poor. You lived an average life, aiming for university so you could make your family proud.

"₹100,000!"

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How you ended up here in the underworld of india? Your family promised you a family trip to Mumbai because you never really witnessed the life in a popular metropolis and you enjoyed the first hours of the trip. You bought clothes, ate delicious food dinner with them and explored the city, together with your family.

But all of you got tricked... Your family entered a store with ancient pots in them and admired the work of those. No one noticed that it was a trap to trick you. They shut the door, covered the store windows, knocked all of you out and dragged you to their basement. They tied everyone up and demanded money, as soon as you were regaining consciousness.

Of course your family begged to spare them. They told the criminals that they don't have money with them. Then something aweful happened. The following sounds were burned inside your mind forever. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Five gunshots were heard and the death pleads of your family members were the last thing you heard from them.

"This girl here though...She is attractive. If we sell her she'd bring a lot of money in." You heard a man say and still kept your eyes closed, shaking in fear. "Maybe we can have a little fun with her first~?" Another man asked and your body froze. "Only if she's not virgin. If she is, no one touches her. Rich guys would pay a high price for a virgin beauty like her."

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"₹500,000!"

Your vision got blurry as you watched all those people betting money on you. You felt your tears run down your soft cheek and couldn't say a word. Your life turned upside down in mere hours. You have lost your family, your freedom and your right to voice your opinion in such a short period of time and it made you lose hope. Nothing would be the same anymore...

"₹1,000,000" The last person bet and the voice indicated you that it was a man. "So the number 56 bet ₹1,000,000 for the young lady! Anymore bets??" The host of the auction asked and no one bet further. "1! 2! Aaand 3! The young beauty is now sold to Number 56 for ₹1,000,000!!!" The host confirmed and the subordinates of that host roughly grabbed your shoulders to lift you up.

They stepped away from the tribune with you and you couldn't stop crying. "Can you stop crying already?? You're annoying!!" A rough female voice yelled and threw you to the ground by slapping you. Your left cheek burned and your body didn't stop shaking from fear. You bit your lip to muffle your cry a little.

This was meant to be your life now...

They again lifted you up and walked ahead with you. They were going to bring you to your owner... "Now shut up you annoying crybaby. Your owner is waiting already." A man said and you heard the door open. The first thing you smelled was iron. You looked up and what you saw was horrible. The whole floor of that room was covered in blood with countless corpses laying on the huge blood puddle. In the middle stood a young male with silvery white hair and shining blue eyes.