Jisatsu Tejina

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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Fire Emblem games or any of the characters.

This is my first attempt at a Fanfiction.

This story takes place with the Path Of Radiance characters and countries. (Marth and Roy may be included, haven't made up my mind about that yet.)

I do plan to add 'mature' content to this story but for now it's only being rated for the suggested ideas and language. Rape will probably be added in later chapters, possibly the next.

Summary: A child in a poor district of town is struggling for survival. The only person he has ever known is nothing like family, and he would never call her his mother. The woman took him in after the child had been alone and left on the streets. Rumour has it the city executed his parents, and the poor child was left on the streets. The woman decided that he would make a good slave for herself and she decided to pick him up. The child had a strange mark on his forehead which looked like that which a sage would have. The woman, who was not all that intelligent and cared more for her dogs then the little boy was completely oblivious to this though, Soren, the boy wouldn't being finding out what it meant anytime in the near future.

M:2 D:17 Y:07

EDIT:Wee, updated version, I've now got myself an editor:D

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Chapter One:Wither away.

A baby was wailing on the streets of Darbellious. This particular area of town wasn't the highest class of people that you could find. No one offered him a home or even a blanket. The baby had been dropped here by his parents just before they had been taken away to be executed. The savages that lived here... They were cheering as the parents of the boy were getting their heads chopped off. The reason for this monstrosity was because the mother and the father of the boy were, well, performing a forbidden act. The mother of the boy had been a Laguz, a cross between a human and an animal. She was of the Dragon Laguz. Not only were Laguz strictly not supposed to cross into Beorc towns, but the mother and father had been in a relationship which was regarded as one of the highest sins in the entire world. The parents had been caught and sentenced to execution. Not before they had given birth to a child, though. He had been three months old when they were executed and now, was left to rot on the streets. The parents were deeply saddened that they could not of given their baby a better fate. The guards would be after the boy as well, wanting to destroy him before he found out what he was. The beorc figured that no one should be a cross between a subhuman and beorc, that was just disgusting and the kid would suffer too much if he was brought up like that. After nearly three hours of the wailing, still no one had acted yet.

"Oh, what IS that terrible noise?!" A woman shrieked from inside her house, which was just behind the baby.

A dog, which was wearing clothing began whining at the woman. She nodded in understanding back at it and put on a cutesy voice which would make anyone want to kill themself.

"Oooh, I know poopsie. It's horrible..." She went up to her dog and stroked it then gave it a kiss. "You be a good girl while I go quiet that terrible noise down!" The woman stated, still using her baby voice.

The woman was probably the most hideous being that you could possibly imagine. She was horribly obese and was constantly sweating from all the fat she had to support. Her hair, was much to short for her body size and she wore a purple dress which revealed far to much of her cleavage. The dress was skin tight so you could see every little detail of her mass. When she walked, it all shook. Her eyes were an ugly brown and much too small to look pretty. Her nose was the size of a witch's and her lips had a mole just over the top one. She ungracefully made her way to the door and stepped outside to see the baby.

"Ugh, what a hideous thing! Although..." her thoughts carried her away from reality, That boy would probably make a good...' she laughed nastily to herself, an annoying giggle. '... A good slave! What a perfect idea.' she walked over to him and scooped him up carelessly, holding him at a distance from herself. She cringed, realizing that this was a baby... and she would have to take care of it untill it was old enough.

"Oh poopsies!!" She called, her three puppies racing to her. "I brought you home a playmate! Once the little rat is older he'll be tons of fun." she added, with a terrible grin. She placed the baby into an old basket she had been using for one of her dogs previously. That day, she went out and bought it a better one, the dog of course. "Who wants to give mommy a kiss??" The dogs barked and came up to her, licking her face. The woman with all theappeared to be in heaven attention from the dogs. The boy stirred in the basket, unsure of what was going on. He had finally stopped crying and eventually, after being fed some cold milk fell asleep with unpleasant dreams.

Ten Years later...

"Welp! Get me my puppy-kin, I haven't seen her all morning." Soren had a delayed response, which lead to her whacking him in the face. "NOW, you wretched disgusting excuse for a beorc!" Soren jumped at her reaction and ran off to find her dog.

Why is she always so mean to me..I didn't do anything to wrong her.' he thought, tears welling up in his eyes.

It wasn't as if he wasn't used to this. He had been treated like this ever since he could walk. She was always mentioning and grumbling about that mark on his forehead. He frowned, it wasn't his fault. 'Why did my parents leave me in front of her house? It could have been some nice family but of course, that wasn't possible...Nothing ever goes right for me.'

Silvia, becoming annoyed with the sweet time Soren was taking to get her last living puppy shouted angrily at him from the couch she was sitting on, "What do you not understand about the word "NOW"!!" he grumbled to himself and found the puppy. 'What a sloth. I can't believe I survived as a baby with her.' the thought normally crossed his mind.

"I'm going to die here on the couch waiting!" she wailed at him.

"Yes, Mistress. I'm coming. I couldn't find the dog at first but here." he spoke as politely as he could, but held the dog out at a far distance from himself while he was running back to her. This horrible bitch of a dog usually bit him if he tried to touch her. At least getting bitten on the hands wasn't as bad as on the face.

Silvia, the massive woman scowled, "Why aren't you carrying her properly? You could hurt her!" and right on que, Soren skidded to a halt infront of the couch which jarred the dog a tiny bit. The dog let out a yelp as if that had been the most painfully thing she had ever witnessed. Silvia shrieked and took the dog out of his arms carefully. Soren remained where he was. Knowing that he was going to be abused once again, running would only make her more raged. She hurled a glass bottle at him which hit him in the head, knocking him to the ground, without conciousness.

Silvia took in a few deep breaths. "Oooh..you poor thing!" she craddled her what looked to be a scarred-for-life dog. She narrowed her eyes at Soren and shook her head. "I've warned him so many times before and now I will! It's off to the Market place with you! We're going to sell you for some money. I can hire a maid to do YOUR job you worthless runt!" she spoke to him as if he was awake.

She carefully place the dog down on the couch and then stood up, grabbing some ropes from the closet. The ropes weren't soft at all; they were very rough on exposed skin, infact. She binded him up in the ropes and sat him down by the door, waiting for conciousness to return to him.

After a few hours he awoke, Silvia was nearly bursting with impatience and eagerness to get rid of him. He blinked awake, his eyes a bit blurred and his head absolutely throbbing.

"Come on you, we're going to the slave market." she laughed at herself. It wasn't really the slave market, just the market place. People of course would buy slaves there though. Soren would soon be one of them.

His eyes widened and he shook his head rapidly, despite the pain. "No no, please! I-i..I'll do anything please, I'll even carry you everywhere in your house!" his offer was a pitiful one but he was desperate. He wasn't sure what else he could offer. He already did everything for her besides walk

"Nice offer, but I think I'll take money over you instead." she scooped him up and covered his mouth. She didn't feel like hearing complaints from him at the moment. Tears began pooling in Soren's eyes. He didn't want this. But who could blame him, no one wanted this fate.

After ten minutes of walking they arrived at the market. Silvia was completely out of breath and wheezing. She undid the knots on Soren but held him in place so he couldn't walk away. She then did up his wrists to restrict him from trying anything. Soren was completely out of words. He didn't need to say anything. It was all happening too fast, but it was happening. An aching pain in his throat came up, that pain you get before you burst into tears. He didn't want to here in public so he dealt with the pain that his body was giving him.

Silvia strutted over to a few of the local slave buyers in the Market Place. "Hello boys," she put on a flirty voice, even though they were completely disgusted with her. They tried to act nice back and flirty as well, in hope of getting them a better bargain.

One of the slave buyers looked down at Soren and his eyes probed every bit of him. He was going to buy that little boy even if he had to pay fifty gold pieces. Which was quite a bit for a boy of his size.

"Silvia, darling," said the man who had been ogling Soren. "I'll give you sixty-five for him." The other two looked at him angrily but shrugged and shook their heads. "I'm not paying anymore than that." one of them said. The other nodded in agreement

"Alright then Roden, you've got him for yourself!" she smirked and winked. The man looked delirious and handed her the gold.

Roden, the one who had just bought soren had medium length, greasy black hair and orangey-brown eyes that looked infected. The man was a slight bit overweight but nothing compared to Silvia. He took a leash and put it around Soren's neck and then began to tug him away. Silvia had nothing to say, and she hopped away, shaking her butt from side to side, getting ready for an exhausting walk back. She was glad to be rid of Soren.

Soren, his eyes full of innocence, looked up at the man who had just bought him. Afraid to look into his eyes, he stared at his forehead.

Roden grinned and let out a nasty, croaked up laugh. "Don't worry kid, you'll have lots of fun with me." he spoke, winking at him.

Soren gulped and let himself be tugged away by Roden. He now had fear in his eyes, wondering wait awaited him inside the digusting man's house. Soren shook his long, greeny-black hair and felt a tear slip out of his eye and fall down his face.

He stood infront of the small house the man had, a few of the windows had been broken. He noted that down as a possible escape route, he had not enough mental capacity at the moment to plan how he would get out. He was the slave of someone who actually would BUY people. He had to accept it for now.

"How old are you, then?" Roden asked, speaking with amusement in his tone. Soren tried to utter out a response but nothing came out.

"Uh huh, I see. You don't want to talk now. Don't worry, you'll have plenty of time to speak inside." 'And I'll have plenty of time to break you.' Roden added mentally.

Soren felt himself freeze, unable to move anymore. Roden glared down at him and tugged him to the door, Soren still didn't move so therefore he fell down, being dragged to the house. He noticed bloodstains on the ground outside the door while he was being dragged. The odd rock cut his skin open but he still couldn't stand. Once they had arrived at the door, Roden forced him to his feet by tugging up on the chain leash and opened the door to the small old house.

End of Chapter one.

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I expect to have the next chapter up sometime this week.