You're not supposed to be that way
And anything you want, there's nothing I could say

Is there anything to feel?
Is it pain that makes you real?
Cut me off before it kills me
-Goo Goo Dolls - Long Way Down


Katrina had not even noticed that she had fallen asleap until she felt rough hands shaking her awake. She groaned in protest, but came around quickly. The doctor was standing next to her bed showing her chart to a rough looking human, as a Gamorrean shook her like a ragdoll. Katrina suppressed a scream, but still squeaked in fear at the first sight that she beheld. The Gamorrean grunted softly, and the human looked over.
"You sure she's healthy?" He said suspiciously.
"You can see that for yourself right here. Now sign here and give me the 250 credits, then she's all yours." The healer said.
"What.. what's going on?" Fear knotted and pulled Katrina's stomach tight.
The healer looked at her sharply, "If you cannont pay for your treatment, you are sold to cover the cost of your care... provided you are healthy enough to be sold. Which, girl, you are."
"Sold.. but.." Katrina stuttered, her mind trying to wrap itself around what he was saying.
"She's not to bright, but I doubt you are buying her for her mind." The healer muttered.
The man handed the healer something that looked like a bic pen, but without the pen part. He then signed the data pad the healer was holding, and nodded to the Gamorrean. Katrina was picked up and thrown over the Gamorrean's shoulder like a sack of grain and carried out the front door as she cried protests and begged for help. They took her to a small apartment a couple of blocks from the clinic. Katrina wrinkled up her nose at the smell of the place, she was sure that nobody had ever cleaned the place up, much less taken out the trash. The Gamorrean set her down but held her in place as the man snapped a gold colored collar around her neck.
"You are now a slave. That, in case you are not familier, is a slave collar. If you do not do as you are told..." The man smiled a sadistic grin, as he hit a button on some sort of control stick. Katrina hit her knees screaming as pain so intense that she nearly blacked out shot through her body. The pain was over almost as quickly as it started, but to Katrina, it seemed to stretch on to infinity. She braced herself on the slightly sticky floor, panting as she attempted to regain control of her body.
"Now, as your test to see what you can do, you will clean this place up." He sneared, "I expect it to be spotless."
Katrina didn't need to be told twice. She scrambled for whatever she thought would pass for cleaning supplies began to clean. She shoveled out the garbage, scrubbed the floors, and polished every surface, but no matter what she did, Katrina somehow managed to do it wrong. Thaddin, as she learned the man's name, was beyond frustrated with her, and swore she was not even worth the 250 that he had paid. Katrina didn't think she could take one more "correction" from the collar and collapsed to her knees on the floor in huddled slump. Katrina was rescrubbing the floor for the third time when she finally did something to please Thaddin, she sang. Her mind slipped away to a happy place as it had done so many times when she was a child, and she opened her soul to song. Thaddin stopped her scrubbing and pulled her up, for the first time, gently.
"Do that again." He demanded.
"Do what?" Katrina asked genuinely bewildered.
Thaddin looked for a split second angry enough to hit the button on the collar's control and not let go, but he calmed himself quickly.
"Sing." He stated.
Katrina began to sing a lullaby that she had heard when she was a child. Thaddin closed his eyes and smiled, but it was not a sadistic smile this time, instead it was a smile of pleasure and plans. Katrina didn't know weather to be worried or thrilled. Thaddin opened his eyes and took a long look at her clothes.
"This will not do." He snarled, spun on his heel and tossed the control to the Gamorrean. "Watch her. I'll be back soon."
Thaddin walked out the door and it shut behind him. Katrina curled up in a chair, left alone to contemplate her fate under the steady eye of the Gamorrean gaurd.
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To be continued.....