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"No I wont go Father." Blaine said stubbornly.
"You will go. It is a tradition. When you are 17 you are old enough to go to the slave market and that is what you will do. You will not come home without one." His dad exclaimed throwing the car keys at him.
Yes Blaine is part of the Andersons. The multi-million dollar family who believe that when you are old enough you buy a slave whether it be to do your work or to give you pleasure.
Blaine was always the black sheep of the family. He thought slavery was a horrible thing. In his eyes everyone was equal. The world had decided though that if the child was an orphan or unable to be taken care of that instead of wasting money on them that they would be sold as slaves. So that is how Blaine finds himself pulling into the slave market.
"Good Day sir feel free to walk around we will be here to help you when you find the one that you want to take home." A salesman said as he got out of his car.
Slave markets were generally split into four different sections. The first section you will see if the "New" section. These salves are very young and this is the fist time they had been put in the market. They are all afraid and unsure about what is to come.
The next section that you will come to is the twenty-five percent off group. This group is the one where the slaves have only one bad owner or two or three good owners. They are filled with dread because they do know what is going to happen to them when they are sold. They can fight but they will never win.
The third section is the fifty or seventy-five percent off group. This group is the one where you go if you have a lower budget. These slaves are tired and overused. They don't fight anymore because they know there isn't any point.
The last section is the least visited. It is the Make-a-Deal group. These slaves are broken down and can't do much of anything. They have been through many harsh owners and cant be used any more. They are good for if you are desperate. Any slaves in this section that aren't sold by the end of each market are killed. It is determined that they are just dead weight.
As he walked through the New section. He couldn't bear to look at them for long the fear was too much. They looked with pleading eyes as he passed. Begging to be set free. Then as he walked through the next section He found himself spurred on by the rattling of cages as they fought to get out. That is the last thing he wanted because he knew they were right. They didn't deserve to be there. He wouldn't' t have the heart to fight them. At the same time he found himself moving just as quickly through the third section. Their knowing despair was too much to handle. He barely glanced at them as he looked down.
He warily wondered into the last section seeing that there were none in the cages. He sighed and sat on an overturned milk crate, He didn't know what to do being as he had to find one to take home with him. Just then he heard a voice coming from behind one of the restroom buildings.
"I say we just do it no one will notice or care." The voice said
Blaine sneaked around the side of the building. What he saw made his eyes widen in disbelief. He saw two burley men standing above a tiny curled up naked figure on the ground. He looked like he was maybe 15. He was so skinny you could see every bone on his body. If he hadn't just heard what they said he would have thought it was dead.
"Hey! What's going on?" he asked loudly making the men jump.
"Nothing sir. I suggest that you go look back in the market." The taller of the two said.
"What is that?" Blaine asked walking closer.
"This slave is no good. He can't even walk anymore. You can do much better than him trust me." The shorter one said.
Blaine finally got close enough to see the tiny figure on the ground. It was a small boy. He looked maybe 15 and you couldn't tell what color his hair was because of the dirt.
"I want him." Blaine simply stated.
" Sir I'm sure you could find a different one. He probably wont even last the night." The taller of the two said.
" I'll give you 200 for him." Blain said feeling sick to his stomach at the thought of bargaining over a human life.
"Deal." The short one said.
After signing many papers Blaine paid the men his money and went over to the small boy. With one look at him Blaine knew that he had to go get his car because he wouldn't be able to take the boy the whole way through the market. As he pulled the car up to him the men opened the trunk and threw him in with his hands and feet tied. Blaine knew it was policy but the thought of him being trapped back there made him sick.
So Blaine drove for about five miles then pulled over at a restroom stop. He Jumped out of the car and went to the trunk and wrenched it open. Lying there naked, shivering was his property. He couldn't even fathom that idea. He reached in and for the first time touched the boys arm.
The boy didn't acknowledge the touch so he reached in and gathered him in his arms taking note of how ice cold he was. Blaine opened the passenger door and gently set him in. when he went and got back in he covered the boy up but didn't cut the rope off yet. He didn't want him to wake up panicked and try to jump out.
When he got home Blaine hopped out of the car and went around to get the boy out of the car. He noticed that his parents must be working so he took the book into the house.
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