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It was a stormy day.
In deserted part of Poland. There was a reason why it was so deserted. Many human trafficking rings kept popping up there the most common one was famous for kidnapping vulnerable kids and selling them.
It was disgusting.
"Fedya why are we near a child human trafficking ring???!!" It was Nikolai a clown best known for his sneaky outfit changes. "We are here for work, Gogol I already told you this" the one replying to the clown was Fyodor Dostoevsky, a man called a demon from his Peres.
Finally they made it to a section with a run down orphanage, orphanage isn't a good word maybe a Kenel for humans, that's more like it. Well it was a human trafficking base, their newest slave had just arrived a few months ago he went by the name
Sigma.
Sigma was currently locked up in a cell looking room tied to a chair, his wrists were red from trying to get his arms lose, he had a black eye and his nose was currently bleeding. "This isn't fair I didn't do it! " sigma murmured, his voice raggedy from repeating that sentence over and over and over again.
"State your business" a grouchy women demanded, with a cigarette in her mouth. "We're here to buy somebody" Fyodor replied emotionlessily. "To be more specific a kid named sigma!" Nikolai chimed in.
The women looked at them like they just ate her dog. "Why him, there's better options like kar-" "we would like sigma, that's all." the rat interrupted. "Looks like people are really scrapping the bottom of the barrel now a days" the women said to herself under her breath.
It looked like sigma had given up on escaping, his head was down and he was crying he wasn't making any noises when he was crying, no he wasn't even wearing a facial expression he was just crying with a blank face.
Bang bang bang.
Sigmas head shot up. "We have someone who wants to meet you, sigma." The women said while opening the Cell door.
After a while he was competely untied. He could finally breathe but that was cut short when he finally looked at the people who wanted to talk to him. They were scary like really scary. The women walked away from them and was how going to her desk at the front lobby.
"Well hello kid! Names Nikolai." Nikolai introduced himself crouching down to sigmas level. (which wasn't alot, the kid was tall I can give you that.) "Fyodor Dostoevsky. " the other man said while staring at the kid, he was wearing a soft smile but it wasn't giving the vibe of a kind, gentle smile.
"Who are you? And why do you need me?!" Sigma asked staring at the men fiercely. He was known as rebellious at the kennel, standing up for kids or getting into fights with the adults.
"We want to buy you!" The clown cheerfully replied. He was saying that like it wasn't a big deal and how normal it was.
Sigma had been bought around five more other times, he was not going to allow time be bought a sixth time. Suddenly sigma darts out of the room trying to flee from the two other men.
Sigma finally finds a storage room to hide in while he waits for them to leave. "That's not very kind sig-chan!" It was the clowns voice. It startled sigma, how did he get here so quickly? Just before sigma could continue guessing Nikolai grabbed him by his arm. "Sig-chan, you got lots of scars and bruises, you gotta work on not walking into tables!" Nikolai was sounding like a concerned mother but with a little glee in his voice.
Sigmas arm was a battle ground, it was hurt and bruised, he was sure his arm was broken but nobody cared enough to give him aid.
"Now, let's get going!" Nikolai exclaimed trying to drag sigma into his coat that had a portal in it now. "NO, I'M NOT GOING WITH YOU." the kid exclaimed attempting to pull his arm back. Unfortunately for sigma he was in a tug of war game with a 25 year old that had more strength then a decaying 13 year old.
Sigma was now at the lobby of the kennel, he wasn't there by free will. no. it was because Nikolai was strongly holding onto sigma's wrist!
They started to walk out of the building before. “oopsie daisys, I forgot to do something!”
Nikolai grabbed a gun from who knows where and shoots the secretary straight in the forehead.
BULLS EYE!
Sigma stood there in utter shock, he watched as the womens cigarette started to fall from her mouth.
What has he been dragged into?!