I like to thank the reviewers who last reviewed my chapter:
NinjaAngel, FireFairy032003, Anayas-Creater, XxSexiItxX, Xx Star-Blue-Angel xX, SetoxSerenity4Ever, -&- ShadowXAngel
I'd like to thank Ceara Corey for being my beta-reader.
Author's note: The Leader, Azuka, is my own made-up minor character.
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Chapter 4- Discussion
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Tristan walked into his small office and closed the door behind him. He sat on his stiff black chair and rolled to his desk by pushing his brown leather boots on the white tiled floor. He opened the first cabinet on the left side of his pine green marble desk and took out a manila folder. Tristan never gave a title to this particular folder because he was afraid someone would take it. He opened the folder and read it slowly:
Last Name: Wheeler
First Name: Serenity
Current Age: 18
Height: 5'2"
Hair: Auburn
Eyes: Hazel/Green
Master: Tristan
Special Abilities: Supposedly none, but still unsure.
Disabilities: Was blind a few years ago, but received surgery.
Reason for Being Here: Thief; pulled out her wings
The bracelet… Tristan became angry at the thought of it. He remembered seeing it for the first time after she came to this place.
Tapping his finger on his desk, he thought about Serenity and her apparent lack of special abilities. When he asked Serenity about possible abilities, she always responded with a plain, straight, "No." Of course, she would be slapped, and then she would reply, "No, Master."
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After putting her profile in the dark-colored transparent slot right next to the iron bars, he saw her sleeping peacefully on the haystack. Pointing his right index finger at her chest, he slowly whispered a torturing spell.
He smiled wickedly as he wrapped up his spell and left for his leader's office.
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Serenity's eyes opened quickly as she felt a sharp pain in her chest. She started to pant as she clutched her chest tightly. She took a few deep breaths, only to realize she was starting to sweat very rapidly. As a drop of salty-water slid into her mouth, she became aware that she was thirsty.
"Damn, Tristan," she cursed quietly so the guards wouldn't hear her.
Serenity knew Tristan didn't want to give her up, but it wasn't his decision. She knew the Leader, who was probably the nicest one, wanted to let her go. Every year, Tristan made some excuse for why Serenity needing to stay here.
She closed her eyes and hoped the night would end swiftly.
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"You wanted to see me, Leader Azuka?" Tristan asked as he walked into his leader's office.
"How is she?" the leader asked as he leaned back against his tall brown leather chair, setting his arms on the armrests.
"She's sleeping. I just dropped her profile into the slot. To tell you the truth, sir, I am not pleased at having her on display. I don't want anyone buying her. They can touch her or whatever, but I refuse, forbid, you to sell her," Tristan said furiously as the leader leaned forward and clasped his hands together.
"She is going to be bought. She and the other girls have been here too long all ready. I feel very sorry for her, but I need her to leave. The slaves that have been here the longest, need to be sold. For some unknown reason, you keep Mai, Rebecca, Tea, and Serenity here!" Azuka replied as Tristan slammed his fists on his boss's desk.
"I don't give a damn how you feel! I don't like the fact that you are putting her up for sale! She is mine!" Tristan yelled angrily at his boss as he stood up.
"So, you are in love with her… aren't you, Tristan?" the leader questioned as Tristan's eyes went wide.
"What are you talking about? I don't love her! I keep her for my own personal use. Look at the crimes she's committed. She has committed more crimes than any slave here. That's why she receives my punishment. It will be a waste of time for the guests to look at her profile and ask questions. A waste of time!" Tristan said in a rush, as Azuka looked at him with cold red eyes.
"Ha! What a joke! Admit it. You do love her. But unfortunately for you, she is forbidden to love her master. No matter who it is, she is forbidden to be in love since she is a slave," the leader explained, still standing up as Tristan stepped back.
"What!" Tristan freaked.
"Slaves are forbidden to fall in love with or be loved by their master. Did you not know that?" the superior asked as Tristan's eyes went wide open.
Azuka smirked and sat back down. "If you don't allow her to be sold, I will fire you and ban you from returning again, even if you want to buy a slave," the leader said as Tristan looked at him seriously.
Tristan knew better than to say anything back to his leader. He put his feet together and bowed down to his boss. Tristan rose and turned to leave his leader's office. Before he could turn the doorknob, Azuka said, "Sometimes I wonder if she did pull out her own wings."
Tristan left as Azuka closed his eyes slowly, and the door closed quietly by itself.
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Sorry for not updating any sooner. I am taking my time overlooking my beta-reader's notes. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Oh… this past week, I started typing up the one-shot sequel to U.D.
Ki Wingz