From Slave To Ruler

"I'm late. I'm so late!" In Stress murmured Aaron James as he hurried across the parking lot near his apartment building. Spriting to the point where he had trouble breathing. I suppose he needs to work out more, or it could be the fact that he woke up only a few minutes ago.

As a graduate in Economics, being a straight A student he was offered 3 Jobs before he graduated. Which made him feel even better for all the hard work he put in and gave him more hope. That he is going to make it, he is going to make it big time(Financially speaking).

Weighing his options, he felt that being an Economical Consultant would be his best job choice. Because it matched his degree of skill the best and the monthly salary was life changing as well.

He started his car, didn't even waste a second putting it in gear and took off. This was his first day on the job. Which is why it is even more embarrassing if he showed up there very late, it would show big unprofessionalism even though it was just misfortune. He is basically an hour late due to his charger having a malfunction, causing for his phone to die minutes before the alarm rang. How unbelievable is that?!

His Workplace was about 10km away and he feels like if he drives very fast, he can be there in 5 to 10 minutes, 15 at max. After he arrived there he would deeply apologize to his colleagues and boss because him being late wasn't intentional and he thrives to be professional. He would also ask the boss to take every second he was late, out of his end of the month salary.

But driving above 160km/h in the cold days of December is no doubt suicidal and should be avoided completely. No authority recommends it and the fee if caught speeding, especially now, is great as well. Even Jail is possible if one has a criminal record or other speeding tickets following them.

But the authorities were right to begin with at this case. Taking a light right turn was all his car needed for disaster to follow. First the front wheels failed to turn the rest of the car towards the d.e.s.i.r.ed direction. No matter how much Aaron James tries to turn the wheels to the right, the car won't follow along even though the wheels are.

In a split second he had a theory of what was happening, he was sliding on ice at over 160km/h. He violently hit the breaks, praying to god to stop this car. But stopping a car who is going 160km/h alone is hard enough, but to stop it while it is sliding on ice?It is impossible without fatal results.

No matter how much he hit the breaks, the car kept sliding and the situation kept becoming worse. Now the backside of the Car is moving to the left due to the violent stepping on the breaks. The little amount of water above the ice caused by the rays of the sun, made breaking difficult for cars going under 40km/h. Going 160km/h is next to impossible.

Seconds after, he met himself with the wall of another building, located a few meters near the street where the light right turn was to take place. The impact was so fast and brutal that no human could possibly survive it, even without the explosion. Yes explosion.

The car was forced to explode almost in the same second when the car met the wall. Aaron James along with his car was blown into bits.

With his body lying on the sidewalk 30 feet away from the accident, he had no feeling in his arms and legs, to make it worse, he could only see with one eye. Not having the strength to even move his neck, all he could wait for was death, ending this misery. A flash of his life appeared on his eye before he met an end.

He saw his mother, his father, his girlfriend too. So many friends and family left behind due to this accident. He is only 24. He could of had a long happy life until he met his end at his 70s. That was his life goal at least. To grow old and financially stable, having several nephews.

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"Move you pathetic wild boars!" Yelled a man standing over a 6 foot tall boulder, dressed in black to the point where even his face was covered with a black mask, making it impossible to know who that person is for these Victims. These Victims though, all are portraying an image of slaves.

Aaron was under the same boulder where that man dressed in black was standing, not believing what he was seeing. How did he get here?!

"Am i in hell?" He asked himself while feeling a sensation of pain on his back likely caused by a whip, likely caused  by one of these Slavers. But he knew that he wasn't in hell when beams of sunlight struck on his face once in a while as the slaves were running helplessly very close to him.

But he didn't feel pain anywhere else. He didn't have any broken bones or bruises. So how could the person he seemingly incarnated too, would have died? If he died due to tripping and being trembled by the few hundreds of slaves, the situation would be way worse. He wouldn't even be able to move and die, again!

But when he felt how dry his mouth is, his one and only theory if he really incarnated, would be dehydration. These people seemed to have been transferred here in sh.i.p.s, locked in a large cage in the storage area. Whoever brought them here, most likely didn't give a damn if they were fed or hydrated. So the former body owner likely collapsed when dehydration merged with physical abuse.

Slavery however in these times, was just a devious, mistreating and brutal way to have free Workers, furthermore increasing a lord's profit without having to invest anything on employees.

"Move Bastards. Move!" Yelled another man dressed exactly the same as the first man, cracking a whip. Then the other followed, then the other. Counting up to 20 people dressed exactly the same, carrying wh.i.p.s.

"By the 3 Gods. These people have such a bad stench!" Said one of 20 as he stopped near the guy on the boulder, watching the other 19 continuing to chase the slaves with wh.i.p.s cracking. Just a second ago they left the sh.i.p.s behind in the river, and were leading these terrified slaves towards the Kingdom about 100 meters away from the river.

"I couldn't give a damn about the men. They are almost worthless. But be sure to not hit any of the ladies who are from their late teens to late twenties. After a swim in the river to wash away that awful stench, they are worth 4 Gold Coins each! Even my salary is 40 Silver Coins so you can assume how much they are worth."

"As you wish sir. After we lead them to the outer walls of Hawk Kingdom, we will leave no women in that pile of stench, old or young they will all be sold to the richer families demanding such "luxury"." As that man carrying a Whip finished his sentence, he noticed a man struggling underneath the boulder.

"Who do we have here?" He said diviously and with no intention of helping. "Move you son of a bitch." He yelled after and whipped Aaron James on the right leg.

Aaron was dehydrated enough to not have power to run, but that whip burned like hell. He was raised on his feet right away and tried to catch up with the crowd, with his hands holding the blood bursting on his leg and bits of blood breaking here and there from his back.

"What did I do to deserve this." He thought to himself as tears broke from his eyes due to the unbearable pain.

"Let go of my daughter. Please, have mercy. She is just 14." He heard one male slave yelling as he was approaching the group and heard several wh.i.p.s cracking later, putting the slave begging to spare his daughter into an unreturning rest.

They grabbed Women from all ages in the group of Slaves. From kids to a.d.u.l.ts to ladies in their 40s at max. But if a lady over her 40s looked younger, they would take her too.

Where in most cases, a majority of those women would be r.a.p.ed by the Guards and these people carrying the wh.i.p.s, before being sold to richer men demanding them as "maids".

If any of these women noticably never shared a bed with a man before, they would be spared from this **** spree, because their value would rise to 6 Gold Coins as the buyers prefer them this way.

But if it is noticable that any of these women shared a bed with a man before, they would become **** Victims. Having traumas for life after being r.a.p.ed by groups of men.

Aaron James hid in the group of slaves were more men were to be seen, in order to escape any Guard's or Whipper's sight, trying to treat his wound with no tools at all. But hey, at least he can see with two eyes again. 

"Take these ladies back in the river and wash them. I want them all ready before nightfall." Yelled the Head Whipper and of course his Commands were followed right away! No one dared to oppose.

Since April just broke in this world, washing these ladies in the River wouldn't be too torturous. But since its mid day, and the head whipper wants them ready before midnight. The reason behind the amount of time he gave them was made clear.