Author's notes: This is the AU that you all voted on! I'll be holding more polls for you guys to vote in the future as I continue on with writing stories. It won't happen until I finish with Brawler's Den though. I can only hold my interest on so many different stories at once and I don't want to over exert myself on trying to keep everyone satisfied by updating a bunch of stories. This story, again, will be focused more on Bumblebee than Whiterose. I also want to give credit to the story World of strays by Enderkiller77. Their story kind of inspired this story. So if you guys see similarities between these two stories then you know why now. So! Without further a due! I give to you guys, the AU you all wanted to come true! Welcome to a world where the Faunas are slaves!

Description – With the human-Faunas war over. Everything seemed like it was going to be okay. An era of peace. At least, that's what it seemed for the Humans. For the Faunas, it was a completely different story. Taken as prisons after the war, the Humans put collars on them and started to sell them off to other Humans as Slaves. Or as they like to call them, animals. One of these Faunas', Blake Belladonna, was at the top of the slave market. Jumping from owner to owner. No human ever able to handle her. That was until a certain Blonde Huntress sees her.


"BLAKE!" she looked back to see her friends getting cornered by the humans. She wanted nothing more than to jump in there and save them, but then a red-haired man appeared in front of her vision, stopping her before she could go to save them all. "Blake! You need to run! Get out of here!" He turned his back to her, quickly fighting off some of the humans.

"Adam! I can help!" She yells back at him, pulling Gambol shroud out from where she has it holstered on her back.

"No!" He screams back at her, "You have to escape! Worn all the others! Go! NOW!"

She hesitantly took a step back. Adam... he wanted her to leave him, to leave all her friends behind. How could she? But she did. She ran away from the fight. Heading to the other camps of the White Fang to worn all the others. Their position has been found. They were surrounded. There was no way that any of them was going to be making it out of this.

She let herself take one last look at everyone she was leaving behind. Flames engulfing their camp. Adam? Where was he? Then her eyes did fall upon him. His body, laying limp-less on the ground with several humans surrounding him. Her eyes widen at the realization of the situation. Adam, her love, was dead. Body covered in blood. She returned her gaze forward, tears streaming down her face.

Then there was a flash of gold, it engulfed her vision. Strong arms grabbed hold of her. The only think she could think was that it was all over.


Blake jolted up in her floor mattress. Sweat pouring off of her. Once again she had relived that dreadful day. She lets out a heavy breath and looks around the gigantic room she was in. Bodies of other Faunas' are laying there, sleeping together. Some of them had huddled together for warmth. Blake slowly lays back down and stares at the stone ceiling. The room is pitch black, no windows to give some sort of light. There was no telling if it really was night time or if it was day time outside. The only time they knew anything was when a slave trader came in to take one of them.

That's right. Blake Belladonna, top ranking official in the White Fang, was now nothing more than a slave to the human race. After that day that their camp was found and attacked, many Faunas were captured to become slaves. It was, as the humans put it, the best way to keep these animals under control.

The Faunas lets out a sigh. This wasn't the first slave camp she has been at. She was famous as a slave. Many wanted her, just so they could show that they had someone that was extremely special to the White Fang, working under them. Blake hated every single human that she has come into contact with. Eventually, her owners couldn't take her bad attitude, endless mind games, and constant misbehavior anymore and she would once again find herself in a slave camp.

Blake never talked to any of her brethren. Afraid to loose anyone ever again, she kept herself distant. They all knew who she was and they all looked up to her. Some even felt pity. It was no secret that Blake and Adam were an item back in their glorious days. Adam being the leader of the White Fang, and she his general. The loss of Adam struck a chord deep within the members so they all could only barely taste the sadness and turmoil Blake was probably in.

Though, it has been years since then. She still felt the sadness but now she mostly felt hollow inside. Nothing mattered anymore to her.

Her cat ears twitch to the sound of footsteps and she was aware that some of the other Faunas' had awoken to the sound of them as well. Some even started to coward in on themselves, hoping that if they formed enough into a ball that they wouldn't see them. Suddenly the door was thrown open, light beaming in and temporarily blinding them all as their eyes adjusted to the light.

Five different humans walked in, one staying at the door to make sure no one tries to escape, scanning the room for the one they were going to take. Her eyes met with one of them and she knew. They had come for her. Sighing she stood up as they approached her. Yet another human for her to terrorize until they decide they can't handle her anymore.

They led her out of the room and down the hallway. She couldn't hear her brethren low whispers of good luck anymore now. Finally they came to another door, which led them all into a room that looked like an office. This Slave camp was certainly more business like than the other ones she had been at. It was then she noticed that, instead of five guards, they had broken off to have only one escort her into the room. She could only guess that it was for show. Didn't want the customer to think that the slave they just bought was dangerous.

Her eyes fixated on the Blonde woman standing at the counter. A smile on her face as she was talking to the guy behind it. She was leaning up against it, making her breast pop out a bit more and Blake watched as that smile turned into a flirtatious grin. If that was Blake's new master she knew that things would at least be interesting.

The Blonde was wearing a long brown trench coat that covered up her short shorts. Her crop-top was currently on full display. A bright yellow color with an emblem of a heart on fire right over her own heart. Her hands are covered with a finger-less gloves. And that is what brought Blake to stare at her right hand. It was hard to miss the fact that her right fingers, were indeed, metal. To finish it off, the Blonde wore knee high, brown, combat boots.

As if she had said her thought out loud, the woman turned her gaze towards Blake. Slowly she moved back form the counter – Blake barely noticed the disappointed look on the males face – as she looked Blake up and down. Oh yeah, this definitely was her new master, if the Blonde would still take her after her inspection.

What surprised Blake the most was that the woman only looked at her, she didn't even come up to see if she had enough muscle to do anything. Just one simple look and she was paying the guy behind the counter. She motioned for Blake to follow her and that's exactly what the Faunas did. She wasn't used to just following her master out, but she understood why she was allowed to when her cat ears picked up what the guard was saying.

"That's Yang Xiao Long right? One of the Huntress' from that famous team RWBY? Man, I would feel bad for that cat if it wasn't for the fact that she probably deserves this."

Would being the slave or such a well known person be so bad? She isn't going to be running away from her on their walk... Blake pauses and stares at the motorcycle that the Blonde was now getting herself situated on. 'OH HELL NO!' Blake screams in her mind as she watches the Blonde wave her over. This 'Yang' person really knew how to draw the Faunas out of her comfort zone.

"Um... I guess, if you are just going to stand there, I could just order you to get on the bike." She says. The look of discomfort clear on her face. It was then that it occurred to Blake that the huntress really didn't know what she was doing with a slave. It was obvious that Yang has never had a slave before, even within the few minutes that the Faunas has been in her presence.

Deciding to have some mercy on her completely clueless master, she climbed on behind her and wrapped her arms around that blonde's waist, already clinging on for dear life. Her cat ears registering a low chuckle coming from the well-toned woman in front of her. Yes, Blake knew that she was extremely well-toned. She may have let her fingers glide across her ab muscles a bit when she wrapped her arms around her.

Then they were off. Blake was right on clinging on for her life.


It all but took ten minutes after arrive at a wood cabin, for Yang to have shown Blake her new bedroom. A small bed in the corner with a washing area just across from it. All in one room. At least it was a lot better than what she was used to. But it was still pretty crappy.

It was obvious that the huntress had no plans on coming back for the night. After all, Blake had heard the woman stomp her way upstairs to her own bedroom, which was evidently located right above her own.

Blake lets out a sigh as she sits down on her bed. This was just going to be another failure. One she plans on making fast. The thought of being in a house with a huntress or huntsmen sickens her to her stomach.

After all, they were the ones that killed Adam.


Author's note: Alright. The first chapter of the Slave AU you all wanted. It's out a bit earlier than I had originally planned. Only by a few hours but I couldn't help it. I was getting extremely impatient with waiting. I hope you guys enjoyed it. The chapters will end up being longer eventually. Please leave a review! And I'll see you next time!