Drowns my Spark
Chapter 3- Without a name
The Givers separated the prisoners and placed them in different cells. Rodney leaned against the cell bars trying to steal as much fresh air as he possibly could even though that was close to impossible.
The cells reeked of blood and other unwanted smells. The constant soundtrack of the place was screams and cries of pain. Rodney let out a shaky breath as he heard the footfalls of the Givers coming closer to his cell.
"Mr. McKay, so nice to see you again." Ta'taka said as he walked into Rodney's cell and lifted Rodney up. Ta'taka looked to his body guards, "Strip him." Ta'taka said as the guards go over to Rodney. Rodney moved to the back of his cell and tried to fight off the guards but the guards got him down and cut his clothes off of him.
They stood him up straight when all his clothes were removed. Ta'taka looked at Rodney with a cold stare, "He is sort of chubby…short…" Ta'taka said to his guards as Rodney just kept his eyes shut to keep the fear inside him. Ta'taka chuckled as he grabbed Rodney's chin, "look at me weakling." Ta'taka said as Rodney opened his eyes. Ta'taka looked at him for a long moment, "Sell him into slavery with the Takers." Ta'taka said as the guards put slave clothes on Rodney.
They waited to put the shirt on him; Ta'taka pushed Rodney against the wall so Rodney was face to face with the wall. The guards handed Ta'taka a hot poker, "You are now without a name. You are 985." Ta'taka said as he began to burn the number onto Rodney's back. Rodney cried out in pain as Ta'taka smiled, "that's what I love to hear." Ta'taka said as he finished branding Rodney.
The Guards put Rodney's shirt on and put shackles on his ankles and wrists and they start to pull him down the hall. "It's time for you to be sold." Ta'taka said as he pushed Rodney out on to a stage and the bids started. Rodney looked to the floor and prayed this was just a dream.
TBC
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