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 3 (Slave Training and Auction)

My body after hours from the branding was still trembling from the pain. It was 5 AM in the morning, I just couldn't sleep at night due to all this. I could still hear the crying and shouting from the other slaves and and it did get worse during sunrise because the traders were on the move. My eyes burned and my throat hurt like hell from crying too much. "Wake up, you maggots! Time for training!" One of the men's voice rang inside the dungeon as he clapped to make as much noise to wake us up.

"Dammit! You bastards, you JUST can't see any of us asleep?!" I heard someone snap, a slave, this one was not like the others. She was aggressive. "Just leave us al- OW! Fuck!" Then a whip cracking noise was heard, which made even me flinch a little at how loud that sounded... and how painful it was. "Who the hell do you think you are, thinking you're above any of us, huh!? You would do well to know your proper place, you insolent bitch!" The man snapped before turning his head to my cell. I gasped at the man looking at me before moving into the corner. "You see that, newbie? If you misbehave or do anything stupid, this or worse will happen to you, you hear?" The man warned me with a slight smirk, he himself knew that he was having sick enjoyment of scaring the hell out of me. Hell, he was succeeding on scaring me good. I just turned away to just not see his ugly face. Most of the slave traders were hooded to hide their identities, from what I've noticed. But the one that just spoke to me didn't have his face hidden. The man himself approached my cell to then see me just in the corner and avoiding to look at his face.

"Oi, turn around and look at me." The trader commanded in a firm tone. There was only time I didn't hear him, because the pain I was in from the brand mark didn't let me think straight. The man then narrowed his eyes and tugged at the chains on my wrists, lifting them up roughly in such a manner that it caused my shoulders to hurt like hell. "Ahh!" I screamed a bit, from the force of the tug I was almost knocked down. It was then the man tipped my chin up so I looked into his eyes. "When I tell you to look at me, you look at me, got that?" He scolded while he then smirked. "Well then, are you ready for your training, Princess...? ...You do seem too weak and small for rough work. You know what I'm saying...?" The man was getting uncomfortably close to me as he whispered while his free hand ran from my shoulder, down my arm and towards my hip. What in blazes was this guy doing?! I wondered. I shuddered in fear as a reaction before the large fingers started to play with my hair. "Now, come, the others are waiting." He commanded only to the forcefully tug my arms once again to make me walk to the area where the rest of the traders are. "Nngh!" I heard a pop, it was my right shoulder. Was it dislocated?! As we walked, every moment was agony because my shoulder was hurting like hell. I was wincing like hell and this bastard didn't even care. "M-my shoulder!" I couldn't help but shout, only to be slapped in the face. "Quiet, dammit. Pop it back in place if it hurts." The man said coldly. Popping this back in place was excruiciatingly painful, though. I let out a pained shout as I did.

"Oho? Look who's here, the newbie..." Another guy said before they all stood up as we arrived. "My, isn't he beautiful...? Who would have thought this boy belonged to royalty, huh...? The master that gets this ass should be lucky.~"

I couldn't believe the profanities I was hearing from these guys, I just wanted to gag at this. I took a small step away from the guys, only to be tugged towards them. "Ah!" I'd rather not speak of the obscenities they did to me during the days that passed of me being captive... because they did everything and the thought of it just made me gag and end up nauseous. The bitter taste of them was still in my mouth even after hours of this, even days. They touched me everywhere while they trained me with cleaning different areas and such. Touching my areas, erogenous areas, to make me do what they wished. What was worse was that my body decided to betray my feelings of fear and disgust. I didn't want to do all this but I had to if I didn't want to be punished in front of the rest of the men.

But, today was auction day. Where people came to auction for the slaves and buy them. Me and some of the slaves were taken to an area for an auction they planned. I still felt dirty and scared of what the traders did to me during my time in the dungeon. The traders after arriving, they forced me to kneel down and wait for anyone that comes. It was not long that some people came to choose the slaves. Most of the people did not want me because of my appearance, at least that's what I thought. My eyes were darted down, they were hollow, as if they had no life left in them.

It was then a tall redhead came inside with one of his family members, his father. I just darted my eyes to look at them. The redhead looked like he was 17 or 18, a year older than me...? I was not sure, though. He was looking for a new slave for him to have as an obligation of his parents. I was so sure that his attention wouldn't be caught by me... but I was very wrong. The redhead gasped a bit as he saw me, and he did nervous at seeing the condition I was in. "What the hell...? This boy... father..." He spoke as he widened his eyes. The look went from shocked, to angry. To then exclaim...

"WHAT. THE ACTUAL. HELL?!"

~~ Chapter 3 End. ~~

Oops! Cliffhanger, huh? I hope you look forward to the next chapter, Karma is going to lose it.

Bye bye, now~.