Wings of Freedom

Bought at shop

It was just another day I kept telling myself. That I was the lucky one who seemed to never catch any of the buyer's eyes. That even if it meant another night I would have to spend in this damp warehouse that I have come to know as home, was much better than going to where ever the monsters took their bought property.                                                                                                                  

I learn quickly that you do as your told without asking questions or thinking about it. For the punishment was ten times worse than anything you had been told to do. I learn my first night being here that I was no longer a human, but I was property that could easily be gotten rid of no questions asked. It took me a bit longer to learn the law that is placed upon all property in the warehouse.                                                                                                                                                                              

Yet when I learn the law it seemed that life went fairly easier on me. Sadly when new property came into the warehouse I was the one who put on making sure the property knew their place and the law. If the law was broken I was the one who got the beating for failing in the simply job that was placed on me.                                                                                                                                             

There was nothing I could do, but allow what ever punishment the ruler saw fit. I knew that in the next day or two that a new shipment of property would arrive and my job would once again begin and all I could do was hope that they would follow the law and no more deaths would be caused by me. I truly doubted that my wish will be heard, however I held out hope that maybe I was wrong this time.                                                                                                                                                    

It was early morning when the ruler sent a worked down to get me. The new shipment had arrived and my job began. I would be treated a bit better in order to enforce the law was understood upon all, but it would only last a few days at most. It was when the new shipment came in the small glimmer of hope I had burn the brightest.                                                                                      

The law was spoken to the new property and what they were expect to do in their time at the shop. Then it was my turn to show the property to their living quarters and explain farther why they were brought to the shop and the general how to live through the nightmare until they were sold.                                                                                                                                                                                            

Later on that evening I was sent back to the property living quarters to make sure that everything stay running smoothly. As I looked around I saw that one of the new comers had a very strong fighters spirit. I knew with that I would get punished and worse be the cause for her death. The law that had been drilled into my head stated that I need to break her spirit. Yet some part of me knew that I could never do that. Simply because she reminded me too much of my self when I had been brought to the store.

Flash back
I was only ten years old and our family were struggling to pay the bills. I couldn't understand why since my sister and I watched them bring in a good size of money every week. I had come back inside one afternoon and sa my twin sister deathly sick. I went and got our parents since I had no clue what to do. They got this strange look on their face.
"Darling, I need you to go with daddy and help him gather supplies to help your sister get better," said mom
At first I didn't put much thought into what I was being asked. We drove for a bit of time before he pulled over and made a call that was when everything went black.
When I woke up I was no longer in a car, but in a cabin were I spent the next six years of my life until I was sold to the shop. I did everything I could think of to escape excepted death. By the time death become my last option I had already given up.