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"Wake up, Bitch!" yelled a voice as they splashed cold water on your face. You jumped in shock and looked around and then up to the person. You felt light headed, so weak to get up to the point you were yanked up.

"You moan like a whore," he muttered and chuckled darkly.

That's right, these people took me into their slave trading pack and forced me as there sex slave. Purchasing me from the gladiator's den and using me to there pleasure. Me, a Fantails.

I felt something metallic and cold around my neck with my bare body exposed to my captors. As one of the captors came close to me and stroke my cheek to which i immediately flinched as he laughed and slammed by body against the wagon.

"Now, quite we have business in Balbadd and we would like to get through here in one piece." he muttered "Plus, tonight after the negotiating a special treat would be in it for you."

You lowered your head down as he guy kissed you and walked off with his other men. You forced your body up and leaned against the wagon's wall.

You reached your hand to your throat and began coughing. You use your finger and reached back into your mouth and quickly pulled back. Once you feel the nausea hit. Water and the grueling meals of oats came spewing out, covering the ground around you. All for a price: a key.

You use the key and picked out the lock and slowly let them fall down on the cabin floor. You slowly moved towards the back of the wagon and peaked out to see two men standing guard.

You moved back quietly and carefully picked up one of the lose boards and slowly crawled down.

You looked around and noticed that the sun was setting soon. Meaning they would be back any minute.

Without a second to lose, you swiftly crawled your way into the slums of the city. You stood in a corner covering yourself up with a simple shawl that you found in the trash area.

You looked down at your feet with your bright striking red wavy hair, giving the illusion of diamonds cascaded over your face, covering your facial features; hiding your beautiful almost ruby-like eyes ad distinctive marks.

How things like this came to be. I was once engaged and a true warrior and everything was taken from me. I lost my family, the man of my dreams...all to becomes someone's bitch.

You rose your head up and looked up and noticed a smog covering the town and turned your head to the side to see the poorest people scavenging for food. You turned your head back to in front of you and growled.

You knew that those bandits will try to find you about know. You rose from the ground and tied to torn shawl around your body and swiftly blended with the fog surrounding the city.

You ran towards the court yard where you saw those bandits bowing down to a man with a young man with a slender muscular build with medium colored black hair in a long segmented braid dressed in a while Indian shunner around his neck with a small black chili that revealed his midrifff.

"Come again!" he yelled.

"The girl, she is gone, she escaped."

"You know that girl was no ordinary girl, she was chosen to be a magi, the sixth magi to be exact!"

"W-We know, we brought her here and locked her up tight and she escaped-AK!" yelled one of the men as a shard stuck through him.

"Oh my god!" yelled one of the innocent civilians out of fright.

"You lost the next magi and not only that, she is a fannalis. So capturing her again will be another challenge."

"Judar, what are you talking about a Fanalis being captured?!" yelled a tall attractive man with long purple hair, tanned skin, beautiful golden hues.

"Hm, Sinbad, of course you wouldn't know about the news around the world. Considering yourself the Conquer of the Seven Seas is a disgrase. Since I'm gonna clue you in, listen up."

"Boss, is it wise?" asked the leader of the bandits.

Judar simply ignored him and smirked.

"There is a woman, a fanalis that was chosen to be a magi. She is the 6th magi to be exact and was selected b the ruhuk to become a magi. It wasn't until recently that my interest in her piked when I heard she has two powerful dijinns on her side. Consider her a woman who I would like to have on my side. However, knowing these men took her and from the smells of it raped her mutliple times, she is in a hostile state of mind. She is the only reason I am here in Balbadd. She is an important piece of power to the Kou Empire."

"Boss please..."

So it was a ploy to lure me here, rape me for months so that I can be used to give power to the Kou empire.

Your magic spiraled around out of control. Your hair floated upwards as your eyes glowed bright orange. You  walked out with flames spiraling all around you.

"Speak of the beauty she comes through, three magi's in the same place." Judar started trying to use his ice magic which simply melted when trying to come in contact.

You turned your head towards the bandits as they looked scared to death.

"Black Ruhk," you muttered in a deep possessed voice "You worked for Al Thramen, you guys will meet your fate."

"W-Wait please, have mercy."

"You showed me no mercy when you raped me countlessly." you said swiftly appearing in front of the bandits.

All of the bandits hand began to feel sudden control and constrict their body to which they were screaming in pain. You reached your hand out towards them as they tried to take it into their hands until you crushed your fit to which their bodies exploded.

You breathed and turned around towards Judar and walked towards him as he slowly backed away.

"N-Now...wait, please Nafarti," Judar muttered until you swiftly grabbed his neck leaving burn marks on his skin.

"Tell that bitch that if she ever forces a slaughter on a whole village to find me, allows bandits to rape me countlessly, and attempts to use me for her own gains: that I will kill her sooner than planned." you muttered as you threw his body against the wall.

You gasped as your flamed became less tamed and you landed on the ground gracefully until you gasped for air. Your heart constricting to the point in which you gasp once more and slowly lose darkness.

Last thing you saw when you turned your head was ruby-liked eyes...he never died after all.

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