When Daphne sent Bloom away to be safe from the ancestral witches she hadn't had enough time to choose and a safe destination so it was left to chance and apparently lady luck had forsaken Bloom as the fiery haired baby was transported to a planet that had been invaded a hundred or so years ago and now citizens were constantly been abducted by slave traders.
Bloom was teleported onto the doorstep of the lair of group of rebels, they took her in and did what they did to all their members and children ever since the slave traders began abducting people, they beamed knowledge into her mind on how to defend herself.
Three years later the safe house was attacked and Bloom was taken by the slave traders as well as half of the remaining rebels and were taken back to ships where electronic collars were placed around their necks, preventing them from using any form of magic and would allow them to shock them should they try to physically resist them. Bloom spent the next five years learning to obey and not resist at all.
Eraklyion…
The slave trader ship landed outside a large mansion and no sooner had the ship landed did the owner of the mansion come out and approached the ship, a man with a scar going through his right eye and appeared to be all muscle with an evil glint of in his eye exited the ship.
"I heard ya were interested in buying a slave" he stated.
"Yes are daughter's birthday is coming up" a blonde woman said, she a cold look in her eyes, almost like she was without emotion, she was an expensive black dress which highlighted her curves in all the right places perfectly.
"Well we've been trying to get rid of one of the girls on here for a while now but…let's just say every other buyer stays away from her" he admitted.
"One with spirit?"
"Yeah and lots of it but she'll obey" he replied.
"Perfect this way my daughter will learn how to brake the spirits of her slaves, let me see her" she instructed.
"If you're sure, computer bring me Slave no. 587X23" he commanded, none of his men went near that slave anymore, a beam descended from his ship, beside him, the bright yellow beam faded out of existence to reveal an orange hair girl, ten years old, her wrists chained behind her back and linked to her collar, her feet were also chained together and her arms were restricted against her back by a metallic chest plate which was chained to her body making it impossible for her to move her arms and any form of resistance impossible.
"Quite a lot of restraints for such a young girl" she mused.
"Yeah, tell me about it, ten years old, we scanned her power and it was off the scale on top of that she's no light weakling when it comes to a physical brawl" he grunted.
"I thought you said she'll obey so why keep her restrained?" she questioned.
"For good measure" he replied.
The blonde looked down at Bloom with disgust, like she was nothing but a bug just waiting to be squashed, they made eye contact and her icy glare was met with a fiery rage and a darkness then knew no bounds.
"Oh and I'd advise no letting your daughter look her in the eye" he warned when he saw they had made eye contact.
"Yes…I'll take her, I'll enjoy watching my daughter crush her spirit" she replied with a dark smirk.
"Yeah good luck with that" he murmured "That'll be £1500"
"Isn't that a little steep for a slave with spirit?" she asked.
"Not when you're buying the equipment to keep her at bay" he replied, he conjured a clipboard and handed it to her, she signed the papers before having one of the other slaves pay the man, she grabbed Bloom by the hair and yanked her to her feet and dragged her to her late husband's study.
The Study…
She shoved Bloom to the floor "I'm Veronica, you're going to be my daughter's birthday present, Diaspro" Veronica stated, Bloom remained silent.
"What's your name, I'll be damned if I'm addressing you as 587X23 whenever I call you" Veronica stated, Bloom remained silent.
"Speak or I'll be forced to punish you" Veronica warned as she tapped a wrist band on her wrist which revealed several keys, she pressed one and several hundred volts were sent throughout Bloom's body, the collar made it so she would feel the pain but it wouldn't be lethal unless the safety was removed, so Bloom survived it.
Bloom gritted her teeth, arching her back, squeezing her eyes shut as she felt nothing but pain thunder throughout her body, Veronica released the key and Bloom fell forward onto her knees, her body smoking slightly.
"Your name?" Veronica asked again.
"My name is Bloom" Bloom replied, her bangs hiding her eyes, she began to move her wrists, testing how strong her restraints were and like always she couldn't break them, yet.
A/N This is an idea I had while watching an old show, thought I'd give it a try, plz tell me what you think of it and I am open to suggestions, this may or may not be continued depending on what you readers thought of it.