Author's note: just a battle hehehh egg
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Neko's POV:
Laying between the bars, soon opening his eyes as they batted before he groaned weakly getting up rattling the bars as he was stuck in the big bird cage
"S-shit..!!"...h-hello...?! Anyone...?!"
"Mm...hello..."
Miguel's POV:
A soft tone spoke, Sitting in the chair swirling a cup of red liquid in a tall glass as he stared at the young boy, flicking his tongue softly as it clicked before standing fixing his collar.
"Can you fight...?"
Neko: "W-wha-..?"
"You heard me..."
Walking around the cage Tracing the cup along the metal rusty bars, reaching face to face giving a light smirk before adjusting his glasses off, placing them in his pocket as his brown eyes dagger through the boy's chest.
"....."
"Interesting....You'll fight..better survive...betting a big fortune on you..."
Neko: "plz no...I have no skills...!"
He laughs hearing the soft sobs from the child, soon smashing the glass above the cage watching the glass pieces drop onto his soon walking out slamming the door shut.
Neko's POV:
Wincing from the loud crashes and slams before he Sobbed more, feeling sharp glass pieces beneath his boney feet, as he softly limped off the crushing pieces, sitting in the corner softly, weakly sobbing between his legs heaving his breaths, crying more heavily.
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Jasmine's POV:
Grunting between her light breaths and aching sobs, she sat in the chair having badges wrap around her neck and ankles feeling the men's big hands grope over her chin making her eyes drift onto the floor, seeing the blood flooded against the clean cloth she choked more with a soft panic her body trembling from the stinging pain.
Edward: "shut up...you're fine..make sure to stare or he'll snap...he likes respect you know..."
Only nodding soon hearing the door opening with a creak as the tall men stood at the doorway gazing as she did her best to look at him, her heart shot through with a soft beat swallowing before she stared at the straight at the Golden label on the desk as she mumbled,
"Miguel...."
Miguel's POV:
Hearing the weak whisper he sat at the desk nodding at Edward as he left with a salute, soon his attention all on the girl his eyes gazing at the wavy hair and her pale skin with light hazel eyes.
Speaking softly not to alarm her zone.
"Mm..name...?"
Jasmine: "j-jasmine...."
"Mm..a lovely name..so..why do you think you're hear...?"
Jasmine: "I-I don't k-know..."
Lacking the eye contact feeling the thick air risen between them
He sharply banged a dagger on the desk getting her attention as he stared with a soft glare
"You know...you're not the first..."
sliding his thumb against the sharp blade hearing the soft cough from her.
"Don't choke....I know you're gonna love it here...you'll be safe..but one broke rule..I'll slit that pretty face of yours..."
Jasmine's POV:
Swallows as she whined nodding quickly as she bowed her head
Miguel: "don't do that...I'm not like the others once you get to know me..just don't try me...be glad I didn't hung you by your mother..."
She felt a stinging in her chest as she had a tear shifted from her cheek dripping on the wood floor as she wobbled out as she soon followed him into a bedroom
Miguel: "your room...we won't sleep together..so be at home..and one other thing..don't leave this room...or I'll punish you..and my grip is more tighter..."
She winced feeling the door slam as she softly got onto the bed as she cried with choking sobs as she whimpered
"...mm...T-Trisha...!"
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Logan POV:
He sharpened his knife, as he stood a line of the girls cutting their hair short, as he took a sip of his beer soon reaching the other young girl
"Ah..well hello trish...You shortly will be ordered to fix up supper..don't forget..."
Swinging his blade against her soft hair as it fell to the floor soon pushing her up ahead, humming.
Trisha's POV:
She kept quiet as she kept moving soon leading down the hallways, passing the supper room as she went upstairs to a doorway as she kept quiet peeking if he was still there, soon slipping in the doorway vanishing into the doorway, calling out softly with gentle harsh whispers.
"J-Jasmine...?!"
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Author's note: chapter two done. BAM!! Wait till 3 Cx 🖤-ttyl!! Xoxo.
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