O hai… So, basically, I decided to do a slave Sonadow.

Shadow: You sick bastard…

Hey, don't blame me. Blame the people who gave me the idea.

Sonic: Whatever.

…

Say your line.

Sonic: No.

Grr… Fine, I don't own Sonic, Shadow or anyone else, except random animals in this chapter which shall never appear again. And ratings may change. And sorry if you don't like the title, it's meant to be like, you buy slaves... For a price... Yeah...

I've said enough. On with the story!

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"Going once!"

The mink shivered as it stared at Sonic, its eyes almost pleading the hedgehog to do something.

"Going twice!"

A while ago, he may have done something. Gone over to it, broken the bond connecting it to the nearby pole, help to free him, it, and all the other creatures from this place, this zoo.

"Going three times!"

But, being a slave does things to a person. It breaks your spirit, takes away your motivation, your soul, until all that is left is an empty shell of a person. That, and there was a chain around his own neck.

"Sold!"

And with that, the grey bulldog standing behind the oak lecturn brought down his gavel, slamming it against the wooden panelling. The mink twitched violently upon hearing the sound, for it was a sound every slave both anticipated and dreaded. Anticipated, because they could finally escape from this hole, and at least get some sort of home. Dreaded, because, after all, they were slaves. The lowest rung on the social ladder, most did not even see them as real people, but rather a dog you can put your… Well, the least said about that, the better.

The mink looked close to tears as one of the apprentice slavers, a golden-streaked lizard, unfastened it from the pole is was chained to, and quickly tied a length of rope onto the rotting leather collar tied around its neck. Sonic had guessed that the buyer must have been pretty bad for the creature to be reduced to this. All slaves were ordered to keep absolutely still and quiet while being presented to the buyers, lest they feel…

'There it is.' Sonic thought solemnly, as he heard a sharp crack and a yelp of pain as the lizard brought his whip down on the mink's back. The creature gave a choked sob, as the new master walked up and took the rope from the assistant, giving the mink a clip around the ear as it tried to wipe away its tears.

'There, but for the grace of God.' Sonic thought as the mink was led out, still trying to hold back its tears. But the hedgehog's sympathy quickly disappeared, as he heard the words that he had been dreading that whole day.

"The next item we have is a truly unique speciman, this blue hedgehog. Niles?"

"Get up." The slaver behind Sonic growled his order, giving Sonic a sharp jab to the ribs with the coiled up whip. Shaking, Sonic slowly walked up the small flight of stairs that led to the displaying podium. The Stairway to Hell, older slaves called it.

"As you can see," the bulldog continued, waving his hammer in Sonic's direction, "This fine speciman is healthy, fit, and I can assure you, fully broken." As if to prove a point, the bulldog swung his gavel towards Sonic's jaw, pulling at the last minute. Even though it may save him from being purchased, Sonic did not react to the fake out. It would not be worth the stocks that followed, he knew very well.

"So, do we have any buyers for this wonderful speciman? Bidding shall begin at 500 gold coins."

"520!"

"550!"

"610!"

Prices were cried out around the room, slowly growing higher and higher. Sonic didn't know if he should be impressed by his ability to draw these massive amounts of cash, but then it did not really matter. It was his time again. Like it or not, he was going to be bought today.

"1015!" A white-furred cat in the 4th row shouted, standing up in her place. The whole room went quiet, and Sonic gulped. He did not like the look of her, not a single bit. It was in the eyes, a cruel, sadistic glint that sent cold chills down Sonic's back.

"Do I have any advances on 1015 gold coins?" The auctioneer asked, staring around the crowded room.

Please, please, anyone.

"No? Well then: Going once!"

Sonic began to tremble a bit more now, as he and the albino cat's eyes met.

"Going twice!"

As Sonic and the cat both stared at each other, a twisted, manical smirk began to spread across the creature's face. The expression said more than any words could. Oh, am I gonna have fun with you…

"Going three times!"

"1500 gold pieces."

Sonic quickly whipped his head around trying to find out who had just made the offer.

"I beg you pardon, sir?" The bulldog said, lowering his raised gavel.

"I said, 1500 gold coins for the blue hedgehog." The speaker was a creature at the back of the room, obviously a latecomer. It was a hedgehog, much like Sonic himself, except his fur was coloured a deep black, almost like midnight. He had several crimson streaks lining his quills, four of which were flicked upwards at the end. On his body, he wore a black and red tunic, with what appeared to be a fur lining on the chestpiece. Sonic widened his eyes a little when he realised that the fur was actually attached to the hedgehog, and not the coat.

"Do we have any advances on 1500, then?" The bulldog said.

Silence.

And with that, the grey canine brought his gavel down, striking it against the lecturn, sealing the deal. Sonic kept his eyes on the black hedgehog, who was presently making his way over to the front of the room. The blue hedgehog let out a gag as the apprentice slaver quickly pulled on the chain, pulling the collar tighter around his throat.

"Come on." The slaver said gruffly as he led Sonic over to the side of the room. Unfortunately, there was a loose nail sticking out of the old wooden floor, right in his path. Sonic's eyes widened and he let out a pained cry as the metal pierced his foot, blood spilling out onto the floor.

"You piece of filth!" The slaver exclaimed, delivering a quick punch to Sonic's gut. "I should…"

"You should allow the owner to take care of his own property." A voice said, the apprentice whipped around, revealing the black hedgehog. He looked down at the slaver. "Don't you have a job to do?"

The apprentice simply gave Shadow a dirty look, before stalking off back to his post, leaving a trembling Sonic lying on the floor, clutching at his foot.

"Are you OK, lad?" Shadow asked, as he squatted on his toes beside Sonic.

"Yes, sir, I'm fine…" Sonic stuttered, his eyes not making contact with Shadow's.

"No, you're not, give me a look at your foot." The black hedgehog moved Sonic's hand away from his foot, and stared at the wound. "Ooh…" He inhaled sharply. "That's a nasty cut. I'll have someone look at it once we get home."
He grabbed Sonic's paw, and helped him to his feet.

"Thank you, master…" Sonic whimpered, confused by the compassion the hedgehog was showing. Typically, most owners would not worry about their slave's health, only helping them if they were feeling particularly nice. After all, it was much cheaper to get a new slave than to pay for an operation.

"Hey, don't worry about it." He said, placing a hand under Sonic's chin and tilting his head so their eyes met. "What is your name, by the way?"

"Sonic…" He murmured, looking away. "My name is Sonic, master…"

"Interesting name…" Shadow remarked, taking the length of rope in his hand. "I am Shadow, Lord of Gathsby. But you can just call me Shadow, if you'd like."

"OK, master…" Sonic said as 'Shadow' led him out of the room and towards a waiting carriage. He got in, staring nervously out the window as he and Shadow took off into the forest.

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Shadow: Hmm… You know, I'm really starting to like this slave idea…

Sonic: Oh God… Help?

Can't. He owns you.

Shadow: Heh heh… Come here, slave.

Sonic: Yes, master…

Well, this is gonna get interesting. While your waiting for what happens next, why not leave a review? They are free and have not 1, not 2, but 9 different blade attachments, including a can opener!