Over Powered (O2L Fanfic)

-Chapter two-

-Chapter two-

I fell on the ground flat on my back. I couldn't see even though my glasses were on my face. It felt like I had ran into a tank. My vision took a minute to become clear again and that's when I saw this giant man standing there looking at me. He had to have been in the military at some point cause he was ripped. He had that military haircut and a tattoo he was trying to hide with his sleeve. He starred at me and that's when I noticed I had knocked his book out of his hands. I grabbed it quickly and handed it back to him still on my knees. We were taught to not look men in the eyes when you have done something worth punishment.

He started to circle me and as he did such he spit at me. I took what I deserved and waited for the beating. Beating in the public square was treasured now a days. A man would take a woman out there and just hit her and a crowd of men would surround them rooting him on and placing bets on how long she could go. The man finally decided to grab me by my hair and drag me to my feet. He only struck me once, but it was enough to put me back on the ground.

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It was 8:15 on the dot when three men knocked on our door to take me. I looked at my father and he just put his head down in shame. My mother was nowhere to be found and my brother he looked at me and mouthed "I love you." It made me smile, but before I could respond the door was shut and I was put on a truck heading to the purchasing center.

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I was branded a servant with a small metal bracelet that couldn't be taken off except by the Faces of Men and that rarely happened. You were able to switch jobs , but only through your owners permission or plea in some cases. I was then sent to the viewing area to be sold.

I had been standing there for a good hour when I saw this beautiful light. I thought I was just thirsty, but it was moving through the crowd. I thought "Is this our saver?" But it was slowly getting closer and that's when I realized it was a man. He was very beautiful. When he got to me I got to look into these beautiful brown eyes and I can't even try to describe them for you because there is no way their beauty could be told to anyone. He walked past just like every other guy not saying anything to us just looking for what they want.

I kind of knew I would be a servant. I'm not attractive like some girls I grew up with. I have always had a stomach and curves. I wasn't like one of those fat kids that can't do anything, but I did have weight. That and I was built for work kind of like a man. I have wide shoulders and big hands for labor. I was very shocked for what became of me.

"2015117 step forward," a guard said.

It was my number so I did as I was told. Another guard let me out of the chain that had been wrapped around my ankle, so I wouldn't run, and pushed me up to the first guard. The first guard, also looking very military, like the guy from yesterday, put a stamp on my bracelet that looked like a cloud. It was the symbol of my owner.

"Here you go Mr. Caylen. Servant number 2015117. Is that the only one you'll be buying today?"

"Yes. Thank you Carl," a husky voice said behind me.

I turned I was bought by pretty boy! All I could think was "Holy Shit!"