Sold as a Slave

Chapter Two

The rusty brakes screech as the bus came to a stop. Everyone got up in unison and formed a line. They all got off, still lined up, then stood close to the bus. The woman arrived in a black Cadillac and stepped out. 

"Follow me." She demanded as she started for the large building. 

The bidding was held in a not-so-fancy building, but it certainly wasn't bad. All of the groups followed her, stepping in sync with one another for the fear of being punished. Each group was lead to the back of the building where cages were lined up. Each cage was labeled with a color. Everyone sat by their cages patiently, awaiting for the bidding to start. 

"Do anything to your hair or clothes now. You would like to look presentable, wouldn't you?" 

There was a shriek from the other side of the room. Olivia looked to see the cause of it. It was a girl being punished for not walking orderly. The sudden urge to yell out came to her, and the urge was so strong she couldn't resist, "STOP!" She screamed at the Loyal who punishing the poor girl. She rushed forward, but the bars prevented her from going out. All heads turned to her. Laughs were heard from every Loyal. They had another victim to punish. This time, it was her.

 The Loyalist dropped the girl and she scurried towards her colored cage. Olivia knew what was going to happen and knew she had to face it, no matter what. She knew she had to get through it.

 "Get the whip, boys! She broke a rule!" 

A rule. "FUCK THE RULES" was all that went through her head as she exited the cage with a smile. She walked over to the middle of the room with the smile still across her face. She sat on the dusty floor and waited to be stricken. A few moments of silence passed before she heard the crack. Then the immense pain washed over her body, but she didn't scream out, nor did she cry. The evil smile she wore had became even bigger. What she did do? Laughed. 

She may not hate the creatures but she hated the Loyalists.  They were Ex-Government. Her resisting to scream out in pain only angered them as they struck harder and faster. One simple word stopped it all. "Enough!" The loud voice boomed and the everyone went silent. Steps were heard coming towards her. The steps of the King, King Levi Lucas James Collins. Most called him King Levi. He inspected the wounds on Olivia's back with a distasteful face. She had at least 25 soar, bloody strikes on her back from the punishment. He walked to the front where Olivia sat smiling wickedly. He extended a hand out to her which she took and brought her up. 

"Back to the cage, ma'am."She nodded her head, turned around, and walked away. Bright red blood still oozed from her back. 

The king could feel himself losing control and simply vanished to the Four thrones that were for his future family. He had earned the throne early due to his father's health problem, which was considered to be uncommon. He sat and waited for the slaves to be presented to him. Most didn't bid on the same slave. If they did, he might breaks their necks. King Levi was known as a heartless, cold man. Most people didn't know him for who he really was. He felt that he had to be strict and strong for his people. After a few minutes had passed he stood up, "Let The Annual Bidding begin!" Then he sat down and the first girl came out. 

She was dressed in a light green dress with curled hair, and was short in height. She spoke, "I am Leslie Kent Hunter. I am 5'1 and am section with the black group." A few bids went for the girl, but not many. she sold at a price of $800. 

It carried on similar to that until a girl with a bruised ankle came out. King Levi rolled his eyes. Loyals are cruel to the people for no reason! Then after that girl, a boy came out. "I am Levi James Dean. My height is 6'3" and I'm part of the blue group." The king bids on him. He will be a good slave. 

The girl from earlier came out. "I am Olivia Violet Moriston. My height is 5'3"  and I'm with the green group. Before I came up. I was punished." She turned around and showed her bruised and bloody back. She got no bids, so the king raised his hand and the girl was his. 

More slaves went up but he did not bid anymore. "The Anual bidding is closed." Then before anyone could say anything he disappeared.

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Kinda feel like this chapter just bores on and doesn't stop 😂 GERBBY HELP ME!hehe but..
So long...
And
Goodnight...
My Casual Rainbows
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