A King's Survent (Rewriting??, might just stop writing this one all together)

Chapter one

          Back to the Market 

         -years after the prologue-

   Today my newest master was sending me back to the Black Market, he wasn't pleased with my work, and grow tired. He also said I was to "quite", but it's not my fault that my old master would punish me when I talked! Anywho, I guess I was glad that I was being sent back, it meant I wouldn't be touched, or hurt for awhile, until I was bought again that is, but it was nothing new. I have had 3 different masters in my 20 years of slavery, right now I'm, 19? I don't know, I never kept count.

          -Time skip to the Black Market-

    "Come on you slut!" One of the men assigned to move me into the shop yelled, my, NEW, old master had already told the shop keeper of my arrival and then left, leaving me in the hands of these men. The same man that had yelled at me now pulled on the chains attached to my wrists, pulling me forward, the other men gave me sad looks, acting like they cared, but they don't. They are glad that it's me and not them in this situation, one of them opened the door, the  familiar chime of the bells ringing through the shop.

"About time you got in!" The keeper grows at us, "It's not like he fought, he never does!" He yelled, taking the chains, and bringing me to mine usually spot of display, the window. After I'm safely chained to the holder, he leaves, but not before putting a sign next to me, I didn't have to look to know what it said.

   For Sale   

   Nightmare's POV

    I silently glare at the piece of paper in my hands, it was a letter from Five, Five Fantasy, asking me to get something from the black market for her. If this was someone else, I wouldn't have even opened it, but I owe her some fevers, I sigh, putting the note in my coat pocket.

"Get my carriage ready!" I told one of my, many, servants.

"Where to sir?" They asked

"The black market...." I said, the servant nodded and left, not asking any more questions. I smiled, it seems that they finally know that I don't like questions, about time. I looked at the note again, reading the words.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

  Dear Nightmare,

You know well that my home town dose not have a black market, and there are somethings I would like from there. So would you be so kind and get them them for me? 

~ Forever your friend, Five

- Some magic books...

- Voodoo dolls.

That's it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 ........Why would she want a voodoo doll?......

I put the note back into my pocket, the servant soon coming back, informing me that carriage is ready.

-Time skip to black Market-

  The market place was as busy as ever, people of all kinds were came here, to sell and to buy things only the mind can imagine. Sure all things here were cool and stuff, but almost anyone that comes here gets the top choice, and right now, like it's always been, that top choice is slaves, I to got a lot of my servants from here, but I usually only get the books it has to offer. But then there is the times when you are forced to get stuff for your "friend" like now.

-small time skip brought you by a chained Crossy-

Finally, I have all the things Five wanted, and now I was walking back to the carriage, when all of a sudden, my body stopped and turned to the right, a bigger shop next to littler shop stood there.

Chains Slaves

The shop sign said, this was the top slave shop, know around the world for their slaves, I had gotten one from here once, still have him. I looked at it closely, trying to find why I wanted to stop here, finally I looked at the window and saw something that made my soul pound, there in the window sat the most beautiful skeleton I have ever seen, and on the window, in front of him was a sign saying.

For Sale.

Wow after all this time, I finally post the first chapter! Yay me! Comment on who you think is in the window. Though it's pretty obvious.

Bye Bye!

Word count: 733