The Next Day…
Diaspro had just said her goodbyes to her mother and was currently stood in the yard of her estate, Bloom was stood a step or so behind her, wearing the same outfit she had worn the day before, her fists and wrists contained in a steel bands, hiding her arms from her fists to her forearms, bound behind her back. Several cases beside Diaspro, she cast Bloom a disgusted glare.
"Ready slave" Diaspro sneered, Bloom remained silent, testing her restraints with a few light tugs.
'All I need is a small amount of power and these restraints will no longer be a problem' Bloom thought to herself, making a mental note to make sure Diaspro's attempts to humiliate her set off her temper after all everything had its limits and she would eventually find out the limits of the collar around her neck.
Diaspro glared at Bloom once more before turning away from her in disgust and snapping her fingers, teleporting them to the Alfea gates where a middle aged brunette woman stood with a clip board letting students in one by one, checking their names as she did so, Diaspro approached the woman.
"Name?" she questioned.
"Diaspro" she answered, the woman seemed to find her instantly, a second later Diaspro entered the school campus and casted a glance back at Bloom and her cases, she snapped her fingers and the cylinder end of her restraints opened up and to reveal her scarred hands, the restraints disconnected and soon became normal silver wrist bands.
"Take my stuff to my dorm slave" Diaspro commanded the brunette raised her eye brows at Diaspro's attitude towards the redhead; she tapped her glasses activating an enchantment which would allow her to see if any enchantments had been placed on the cases or on the 'slave' only to have her eyes widen even more.
Each of the cases had a bottomless pit enchantment on them, it was a handy spell for those who like to bring everything they own with them, the only drawback was it didn't take away the overall weight of the cases or the objects within it, each of the five cases had an overall weight of 300 pounds, she found no enchantments on Bloom except on her restraints and collar, this was normal, however, the enchantments on her wrist restraints was one used for transporting dangerous criminals, it worked by absorbing all the force used on them to make themselves stronger, bonds that were impossible to break with brute force and only became stronger with each small piece of force used upon them.
Her eyes widened when Bloom positioned the cases flat on the ground and piled them on top of each other before lifting them off the ground with both hands and proceeding to follow her mistress, unhindered by the weight of the cases which was a grand total of 1500 pounds.
Little did any of them know that while Bloom had been free she had trained her mind and body to levels no one else had done before, training her mind to withstand the most intense torture, which came in handy since the training she put her body through was pure agonizing torture and her body to stay alive, her speed and strength was unparalleled when she had been among the rebels, only a handful could surpass her in that regard and when that was taken into account with the power within her made her quite formidable when she was unbound and was the reason why when she had been sold her new owners were warned to keep her restrained at all times, though Diaspro neglected to do this except at night or when she wanted to humiliate or punish her.
Bloom approached the brunette and gained the information she needed, where her mistress' dorm was, she headed straight there, noticing the looks she got from the other students, they looked down at her like she was nothing but a bug, which was basically what slaves were to people who weren't slaves, slaves were seen as inferior, little more than insects or pets with an existence to serve their superiors.
Bloom found the dorm easily and proceeded to enter the dorm, she noticed a blonde sitting in one of the armchairs in the dorm, reading a fashion magazine, wearing clothing that left very little to the imagination but more than she wore, her black spandex slave outfit. The blonde's gaze rose and landed on Bloom and simply stared at her, Bloom glanced at her, she could feel that the blonde had great power within her though compared to her own it was a mere flickering candle, not that it mattered until she could remove the collar around her neck she was powerless, moving her gaze towards the doors she eventually found one with Diaspro's name on it.
Bloom shifted the cases to balance on her left arm, wincing slightly from the weight as she tried to keep the cases balanced before knocking on the door, not a second after she knocked on the door and heard a muffled 'come in' before entering the room, still feeling the blonde's gaze on her. When Bloom entered she was greeted by the sight of a girl her aged with raven hair tied into two pigtails lying on one of two beds.
"Yo" she greeted as Bloom repositioned the cases onto both her hands once again before heading to the spare bed and placing them on the floor at the foot of Diaspro's bed, she glanced at the other girl and gave her a small nod before beginning to unpack the cases, knowing Diaspro would give her another shock, far stronger than her usual wakeup call of 1000 volts if she didn't unpack the cases even if she hadn't been ordered too.
"So what's your name?" Musa asked, she glanced at her attire and the collar around her neck, much like all rich families be they royal or not she had slaves of her own though unlike others she treated them more like equals than others.
"Bloom" Bloom answered as she continued to unpack Diaspro's cases.
"That's a pretty name, was it your mother's choice?" Musa asked, hoping to avoid the awkward silence that seemed to be inevitable.
"I don't know, never knew them" Bloom replied, refusing to even glance at the other girl.
"Oh…I'm sorry" Musa replied, her voice lowering into a whisper, her own mother had died when she was young but at least she had memories of them together and her father was still alive but Bloom, she had no one, no family and she doubted her mistress would show her any sympathy of any kind.
Bloom didn't reply, though she was caught off guard by the other girl, it had been a while since some body spoke to her like that or showed her any form of kindness.
"Anyway…I'm Musa" Musa introduced, Bloom only nodded once again, Musa could see that the chances of her starting a conversation with Bloom were growing slimmer by the second and so decided to give her some space.
A/N Sorry it's so short, still have some writers block with this but it is beginning to clear up, plz review.
