Fallen from Grace
An Assassination Classroom fic. Royal/Slave AU.
Ship: Karma Akabane x Nagisa Shiota.
Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort.
Warnings: Abuse, Assault, Sexual Assault, Discrimination, +18 scenes, etc. If any of these topics make you uncomfortable or offend you in any way, I suggest you do not read this.

Chapter 2 (Nagisa's Nightmarish Reality)

I didn't know what was going on, I did stay silent and obey two complete strangers. Intruders amongst the palace. But that was to survive their wrath that they might have had hidden within themselves. But, just what the hell is going on here? I didn't get it! The big questions were, how did they get past the guards so easily? Where are they taking me? And… Are my parents aware of this?!
I didn't dare ask any questions at all due to being paralyzed by my own nervousness and silence. I have to stay silent in order not to anger them, just like my mother… That's all I thought.
"Ahahaha…" One of the men laughed while he turned his head to face the cage I was locked in behind the carrier they were in. "Since you are part of royalty, kid… You sure would make us a fortune. All we have to do… is train you to become a slave… and sell you for one hell of a price… Heh. Let's see what kind of a Master you get to obey…. If you get to have one.~"
Slave?! No way… Oh no… I did hear stories about slaves. Slaves are usually people who have nothing left in their lives and land in the hands of traders… or people forcibly stripped off their ranks because of the traders' immense greed for money. In my case, these slave traders that caught me were the types that stripped royalty rank off others for their selfish greed. I can feel my body slightly starting to tremble as I looked down, tears formed in my eyes and dripped down, landing in front of my knees. I can't believe this was going to happen to me… The ride to the area where slaves are kept in was long… But I just didn't dare look up. From fear, I passed out inside the cage. Hours passed and we arrived at the place…
"Hey, wake up, you brat." The man commanded as he banged onto the bars of the cage I was in. I gasped and sat on my knees, startled by the noise and voice of the man. "Welcome, newbie…~" They said with an evil chuckle escaping their smirking lips as they opened the cage and forcibly pulled me out by my left arm. "Ouch!" I cried out in pain before they held me in the same manner as back in the castle. The atmosphere in the slave dungeon was horrible and sad. I looked around, only to see many people locked up in cells, some were screaming in pure fear and banging on the bars begging to be let out, and some were just sitting silently in the corner, crying to themselves.
This is horrible… How could they do this to such innocent people?! Mother… Father… Please help me…! That was all I could think of as I was escorted towards an empty cell.

~~Back in the Shiota Castle.~~

The next day in the castle, things were still tense between my mother and father. A letter was delivered to the castle. It was not good, and it did have to do with me. "My Lord!" A servant cried out as she ran towards my father, she panted as she then stopped in front of him.
"Kaiya? What's with the commotion?" My father asked the lady, who handed over the letter with both of her trembling hands.
"The Prince…! He…!" The poor young woman could not complete her sentence. It was then he read the letter.
The letter read, "Greetings, King and Queen… Your son is held captive by us, slave traders… If you wish to rescue him yourselves… We do wish for 10,000,000 gold…~ If you don't pay up, you can say goodbye to your precious Prince, he'll belong to someone else.~ - Slave Traders."

The King could feel his hands starting to tremble at what he read. "No… That can't be… Nagisa, my son! ...Damn it! Hiromi!" The man decided to rush inside the throne room, where Hiromi was present at.
"What do you want…?" The woman asked with her eyes narrowed. ...Her attitude became curious at seeing her husband out of air.
"Our son is held captive by slave traders, he could be wounded or worse! We should form a rescue group to save him immediately!" The desperation could be noted in his tone of voice, however… The Queen just scoffed and smiled a bit. "Humph, I did expect this to happen one day… That will not be necessary, honey… He will save himself alright..." Her tone was cold, incredibly cold.
"W-What are you saying?! Our son could die in the hands of slave traders and you aren't even worried in the slightest?! What in blazes is wrong with you?!" The King could not believe what he was hearing from the mother of his beloved son. The woman then stood up with crossed arms to walk down the steps away from the throne a bit to look at her husband.
"I am a Queen first, a mother second. Period. You're wasting your time worrying about him. I did teach him well enough to not be captured so easily by them. It's his fault this is happening to him." She retorted while the man growled.
"No! It's YOUR fault he got kidnapped! He must have been so terrified to even call for help or even defend himself that they must have taken advantage of his silence! You are a lost cause! ...You know what?! If you don't take action, then I will do it myself!" The man said as he then turned to walk away from the woman, much to her anger. She started to glare immensely at him.
"Don't you dare to turn your back on me! You will NOT go anywhere! It's an order! He will save himself! If he isn't able to, then he is NOT worthy of ruling the kingdom at all! ...Are you listening to me?!" The woman angrily screamed at the man who just ignored her orders and continued to walk away from her.

"Hang in there, Nagisa… I'm coming for you, just don't die until then, don't you dare! Please!" Once he was away from her and was about to head out of the castle, he looked forward with a determined face.

The King and Queen continued their argument in the castle about me being rescued, obviously my mother was against rescuing me and my father was desperately worried about my well being and such.
"Get back here this instant, Shiota Kaito!" The Queen yelled for the man to return back into the castle. She was rushing towards him to continue to lecture him. But the man raised a hand to not let her speak any more. He had heard enough of the woman's cruelty.
"I have ALREADY made up my mind on rescuing my son, Hiromi. You don't wish to take action, then I will, whether you like it or not, he's YOUR son and he doesn't deserve this cruel fate because you wanted a girl in the first place!" Kaito angrily yelled, "You're not a mother, you're a monster… As soon as he's rescued, safe and sound, he will not be living in your clutches because I am worried that he will be at most danger with you!"
It was then the man decided to walk away again. The man then handed over the gold to a guard he trusted in delivering it to the Slave Traders. The guard nodded and left the castle minutes later supposedly on his way to deliver it. However...
"What the hell…? This gold… I can do everything with this! Ah, to Hell with it, this is mine now," Midway, the guard decided to just run off with the money that was supposed to be delivered for my rescue. In other words, the guard was corrupt.

The time was passing quite slowly inside the slave dungeon I was being held in, just making my fear worse little by little. I was already forced off my royalty clothing and now I am wearing a long shirt with holes, brown shorts, and a collar with a tag with the number 11 on it. My hair was a bit of a mess and I had my wrists and ankles chained up. I couldn't bear to see the other slaves locked in such a small place like these cells, shouting in pure agony while others just quietly sat there. One slave looked at me with pity in his eyes, he was inside a cell in front of mine. "Just.. obey them… and you'll survive here…" He just said in a tone of a whisper before turning away to just nap all the pain he had. All I could see on him besides how he looked emotionally, obvious signs of abuse were seen by me. Scratches, bruises, and a burn wound that barely could be seen because of the shirt blocking its view. I could feel my stomach starting to turn and a knot formed in my throat. How can this happen…? Just how? I just didn't understand the huge greed that many people had and how they would do such things to innocent people to get what they wanted. I moved towards the bed inside my cell so I could just lie down and hide my head underneath the pillow and not continue to listen to this horrible suffering from the other victims. My chains rattled with every movement I made. My eyes slowly were shutting closed as I waited for someone from my family to come save me. Hours and hours passed, nobody was coming for me… Had they lost hope and given up…? I wondered. Just that horrible fact that no one was coming to save me from this and make this nightmare end broke my heart into a thousand pieces. I clutched onto my pillow and hid my face into it, only to cry myself to sleep…

My sudden nap after I cried was interrupted by screaming. Someone let out a blood-curdling scream which startled me. I gasped and sat up, only to lean to the side to see what was going on. My eyes widened in fear at what I saw, a slave was being marked with a brand on their bare back. The terror of all this was getting to me, and not only this made me sick to my stomach to watch. The smell of burning flesh was present all over the dungeon.
I wanted to vomit, my stomach started to act up from the fear I felt. I crawled away into a corner on my bed as I felt my body trembling violently while listening to the pleads and screams of the victim. I can't believe this! I just have no words to describe how I felt even more.
"Oi, it's your turn, newbie!" One of the traders said as they opened the door of my cell.
"What are you-?! No!" I screamed and began to squirm, trying to get away from them. But all this resistance was in vain. They purposely tugged on the chains on my wrists to cause me more pain. "Ah!"
"Quiet, brat! Now, don't move, or it's going to hurt even more!~" It was obvious that the slave traders got sick pleasure from my suffering. They laid me face down on the ground and removed the shirt I was wearing to have my bare back exposed. Without warning, the burning hot brand came in contact with my skin. My eyes widened and filled with tears as I screamed in pain as loud as I could. The smell of my own skin burning was even making me nauseous as well. As soon as the traders were done marking me, one of them smirked. "You'd better look forward to tomorrow… That will be the time we'll train you to serve your Master…" He said as they now walked away.
I just laid there in pure shock at what just happened to me. The heat and pain that I felt on my back was just unbearable. My body was trembling and I couldn't stop screaming and crying out in pain from the wound they just left me on my poor back. I thought I was going to lose it from this pain. I became nauseous once again and tried to look around for a trash bin to let this out. Obviously, there was none. I quickly covered my mouth and tried to hold this in, but I couldn't and I vomited against my hand, it ran down my arms and the contents of what I had in my stomach landed on the floor.
I just started to realize that this was not going to end soon enough. This was just the beginning. This nightmare had to be stopped by someone, one way or another.

~Chapter 2 End...?

**I have no idea of what I'm doing... R.I.P.**
**But I hope you liked. x-x**