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Baby blue cat eyes narrowed as a long tail swayed back anf forth angrily. A growl grew from deep within her chest as the two men approached her once again. Blood dripped from her claws as she crouched down like the animal she is. She leaped and swung her claws at one of the men, the other tazing her as her back was to him. Wimpering she fell to the ground, backing up into the corner of the small cell.
"Now, now girly, the auction time has been move up and we're doing cats first," the man with the tazer said as he eyed her greedily, "I may just have to purchase you myself," he added with a sadistic wink. Another growl emitted from her chest.
Distracted with wanting to rip the mans head off she was caught off guard and had a constricting net thrown over her. The twine shrank around her struggling body, small pieces cutting into her exposed flesh. She hissed and spat as the two men drug her away, wincing in pain everytime she moved, for the net grew tighter with each struggle.


Red vevlet linned the walls and floor, black velvet accenting it as ruby colored chairs covered the floor in neat rows. The stage, made out of a beautiful redwood had a shine in the lights, there was a stand to the very right of the stage, the same redwood as the floor, and a microphone protruded from the top. Numerous well dressed humans were already filling up the seats as the auctioneer walked swiftly across teh stage. He was dressed in a white suit, a red silk shirt under the tailcoat. His tie was black as night and matched his long hair was was tied into a low pony tail. His amber eyes looked out over the audience as they filed in neatly, his black shoes shined in the light and made a soft clicking noise on the wooden floorboards.
He approached the stand, tapping the microphone gently with his index finger, "Excuse me ladies and gentelmen, the auction will be starting shortly, we are just...rounding up the pieces," he said with a handsome smile as he then made his way back across the stage, disappearing into the black velvet side curtains.
"Are we ready yet?!" He yelled once he was back stage, he passed rows of cages that held all sorts of different Changling's.
A lanky hunched over man in his early thirties looked at him with dull green eyes, his whispy brown hair falling into his eyes, "Almost sir, we have a few more to round up," he replied as a loud bang was heared to the back. The two men looked up to see a female Changeling being thrown into a small cage, once the door was slammed shut and the net removed she lunged at the steel bars, bending them outward slightly and she growled hissed and spit at the two men.
The lanky man grinned, "We have a agressive bunch," he said as he then turned to the clip board, "We still have a lion, hawk, and snake...I thinks thats it."
"Good, well hurry up, the guests are filing in as we speak," the auctioneer said as he turned on his heels, walking back to the curtains.

Two men came up upon Ken's cage. he hissed at them, ready to bite and inject his venom. They slid the cage open, and he pounced on them. His snake body whiped through the air. He reached the mans hand, but... felt draged away from behind. They lifted him by his green tail, and droped him into a bag. He was carried somewhere. He heard voices, muffled through the bag. It must be the auction. He squirmed to escape, but couldn't. He tried to turn into His humanoid form, and escape this confinement, but some... strange... power didn't allow Him to change.

Rose walked into the auction house, her black high heel boots clicking with each step she took. Looking around she shook her head at all the sadistic people. She was only here to get one or two little changelings, her workload had increased, and the one changeling she had at home was sick. She needed more help, More free employees as she looked at it. Her outfit Showed her wealth, and she only wore it to these auctions. She prefered the more professional look. With her job being as stressful as it was she needed a few changelings to help her around the house, with her research, and maybe help her on a few cases.

Walking over to a seat close to the front she triple checked to make sure her walet was in the back pocket of her black leather pants. She braided and rebraided her long red hair as she waited for the auction to start looking through the brocure of the changlings they gave her when she walked in.

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Lucy's day had been long, and she had been sent here by a friend of hers. This slavery thing was new to Lusseria, but her friend Arietta had a beautiful male slave changling, and he was so perfect. He stood still and behaved, and was well muscled to be a perfect specimen.

She moved to sit near the front, in a long flowing black gown with diamonds embellishing the V cut and the halter straps. Taking her seat, she pushed her long wavy black hair behind her olive-toned shoulders, and crossed her legs neatly. The way the lights struck Lucy's bracelet, ring, and diamond necklace made her sparkle. There was nothing Lucy couldn't afford. She had money beyond the wildest dreams. Lusseria kept a few million here in America, but as
well, elsewhere in Italy, she had double or even triple that much. In her family's lineage lies mafia bosses and political adversaries that lived dual lives of righteousness and darkness, earning them perfection in life.
Same as her.

She was a Senator, and as well, she was the head of the Lessieta family in New Jersey, New York, on further into Maine, and down to Philadelphia. The Lessieta family was one of the most prosperous and proliferating underground mob businesses in the world.

But to the slave she chose, they would surely know.

Lucy wanted a male. Animal form did not matter. She loved cats, things wild and majestic. But as well, Lusseria loved whatever was beautiful and dangerous. It seemed to be how she pictured myself in a sense.

Beautiful and dangerous.

Lucy stared up at the curtain devilishly and smiled.

"Let this begin..."

The men uncovered Ken, and he saw other "slaves" sitting near him. he was in a cage again, unable to flea or fight. He whimpered, as best as a snake can, and stared up at the people, people who wanted to buy him like a new pair of shoes or something. He hissed.

The piercing blue eyes looked around, after calming down only slightly. She looked across the way to see a snake Changeling, her eyes studied him, but she then looked away, spitting at the workers who walked by the cage. Occasionally she swiped her claws at them, taking either a piece of fabric from pant legs or a chunk of skin. Another growl grew in her chest as she jumped against the bars again, bending them only slightly more. She sat back againt the still straight bars, her tail swaying angrily now. Her eyes narrowed as she looked around, a few more Changeling's were brought to front cages, none of them interesting to her. She brought her hand up and licked what little blood was left on her claws. Her feral nature showed completely though as she sat there, her eyes had a wild look about them, the look of a true animal.

Greywhisker sat quietly in his cage, trying to fall asleep, but the anxiety kept him awake. He didn't know exactly WHAT was happening; the only thing he had been told was that he was getting a new master. The very idea actually excited him--there HAD to be people better than the master he had now. He heard Changelings struggling beside him, but did not see--they had put a black veil over his cage. Still, Grey could not help but wonder WHY they were fighting. Surly this was exciting for them, too!

Someone uncovered his small cage, and, after blinking several times, he looked out at the crowd...And still didn't panic. Some didn't look TOO bad...And a few were smiling. That was good, right? He decided to smile back, and wave a bit. Then, he turned to the other slaves. A snake and a cat, by the looks of it...He smiled at them, too, just trying to get them to calm down...No reason to make yourself look angry!

Rose sat patiently waiting for the auction to start. Sighing she uncrossed and recrossed her legs and looked through the brocure once more. Her cell phone buzzed in her pocket and she took it out. Quickly texting a reply to one of her clients she sighed trying to calm her down. Lexi was one of her most valuable clients... She came to her for everything because Lexi owned the biggest Exporting Firms in the US. Lexi knew Rose was taking today off, Rose just had to remind her one or five times. She put the cell phone back in her pocket and started playing with her long red hair.

Xian had only one word to describe this whole situation: Meh. He watched the going ons from his cage idly with an expression of amusement in his mismatched blue and red eyes. A crooked grin played about his lips as he fingered the shiny new black tag on his collar. While the other changelings were violent and angry, he lounged... looking oddly comfortable in his cage. If one didn't know better, one might even mistake him for a human, lying there in the cage, with his perfectly muscled chest exposed and his legs crossed. If there were a bag of popcorn lying around he might have been idly grazing. Instead he yawned and stretched... at least until one of the attendants came to his cage, poking their shock-sticks through the bars.

"Change."

"Meh... go fuck yourself." He shooed the human away flippantly and was rewarded with a shock to the ribs. "Are you serious? Do you know how big I get? Let me out first, otherwise go fuck yourself."

The attendants all looked at eachother, then at him, as if to ask "do you think we're stupid?" Xian rolled his eyes and pushed himself into a crouch. There was no way this tiny cage would fit him, but he started changing anyway, just to prove his point. The small confines of the cage were quickly filled as black fur covered his pale skin and he grew into a huge hulking beast reminiscent of a lion. He reached back with one of his huge paws and slammed it into the gate, bending the bars and nearly breaking it off it's hinges.

"Believe me now?" He growled. Changing forms too quickly became painful however, and since he still had barely enough space to pull himself out, he waited for the attendants to pry the cage open before he maneuvered himself out and into the open. He didn't like being shocked by their stun sticks, so for the moment he was compliant, though he did loom threateningly over them from his eight foot tall frame and flexed his meaty paws. His claws had been filed down, but he was still plenty strong enough to break a few of these humans outright. Problem was that there were just too many, and they had those stun batons to keep him in line. He figured it would take about ten of them to bring him down with those stunners, just from his size in general... and he was sure they were more than prepared to shoot him dead, so rather than act up, he sat on his cage like it were a footstool and just watched with his arms folded... though the look of amusement was gone and had been replaced by an intelligent, calculating gaze.

Rose's head perked up as she heard the noise behind the stage. She got up and made sure her gun was at the small of her back hidden by her black trench coat. Her PI and cop insticts in full force. She quickly slid back stage and nearly fell over with laughter at the men surrounding the Lion.

Glaring at them all with the stun sticks she walked over to the Lion, and looked at all the men. "what in God's name are ya'll doing?! He's not doing anything wrong!! Put those damn things down!" She turned around and tenitivly reached up and pet the lion's ears.

Hearing a roar, of sorts, with a couple of gasps and screams, Lucy found herself curious for the results of this.

Whatever is misbehaving sounds like what I would like to have. If it is so dangerous, and hopefully beautiful, I could surely use it for my .... underground dirty work.

Lucy stood up and a guard held out his hand.

"Ma'am you can't go back there." Lucy gave him a demeaning glare, and placed her hand on his cheek.

"Don't stop me." She hissed, moving forward again. Sliding backstage, she looked around, and found a beautiful black lion, larger than anything she had ever seen. Her eyes were wide and glistening a hazel-green for a moment, before the devious smile lit her lips.

"I want to see you, bello." Lusseria whispered, stepping closer. Another guard reached for her, but she grabbed his wrist and threw him another intimidating glare. She had class and fight written over her. Her very aura was that of a sophisticated killer, but it was an aura that could only be felt and denied. Someone so beautiful would never... murder.
Then she saw another woman. Hmph.

Her eyes wandered for a second then to a snake. Ah, another perfect specimen. A novel writing upon her list for later.

Then, it was back to the lion.

"How much for the cat?" She snapped at one of the guards, looking back at the lion-changeling as more guards ushered her out, only to be told no. Dare they lay hands upon her, their pockets would be empty and a bullet would fill their thoughts.
"I'll give however much." Lucy growled.

Greywhisker watched the display between the men and the lion. At first, Grey would have been fooled by the lion, if not for his smell--he looked entirely human. Then that changed as the men came, trying to get him to shift, leading up to the lion's rather irate response. Grey shuddered as the BAD WORD was used. BAD WORDS always made him uncomfortable, like HE had said them instead of the other person. But that seemed to be the least of the men's worries--they had a full-grown, no, BIGGER than full-grown lion on their hands. Before any fights could break up, though, a woman came up, trying to shoo them away. Grey instantly liked this woman, and judging by her appearance she was a master. In his heart, he KNEW that he NEEDED her to be his master, if anyone did. The rat tried to get her attention, making a wimpering, squeaking noise and rapping on the cage wall. For some reason, words had escaped him--they always did in such high-tense situations.

Rose heard more commtion and turned giving a smile "Senator, Hello How are you?" She took a step away from the Lion and put out her hand for the Senator to shake "Its been a while"

Turning back to the lion she smiled "He's beautiful isn't he... and an attitude" Her smile turned into a smirk as she shook her head.

Turning back to the guards she glared at them all. "You all should be ashamed... I swear you treat them like dirt!!" She let out what sounded like a low growl and shook her head. "Theres ten times as many of you as there is of him... Poor thing... then again five thousand says he could have taken on his own..."

Nola walked into the Auction room in a business suit.She had just finished work and came here straight from work.She walked towards a row of chairs and sat down.She looked at the brochure and thought of what kind of slave she wanted.It would be great if the slave was aloof and quiet.But that would make her dangerous too for they have black tags.She sighed and continued browsing through the brochure,looking at the possible tags they might have.

The auctioneer walked back to the two women, "Ladies, what on Earth are you doing back here?" he asked flashing a smile, "I must as you to go back to your seats, the auction is starting now..." he gestured to the front of the back room, where they entered.

Blue eyes watched as the lion transformed, she still sat without moving. Watching as a lady ran up, defending him. As if he needed defending. She rolled her eyes and folded her arms, her long snow leopard still swaying back and fourth in an annoyed fashion. Maybe if she sucked up, she would go to a soft owner, then escape back into the wild!
The thought crossed her mind numerous times, but she wouldnt give into the temptation as locking her feral blood away.

Rose gave the auctioner a smile "I'm sorry sir, there was a commotion back here, I'm an Ex cop... came to help, thats it" Rose gave the Lion one last pat and smiled over at the mouse changeling and went back to her seat sitting down and crossing her legs. She readjusted the gun in the small of her back and went through her brocure once more. Reading about the mouse and lion, as well as the blue eyed cat she saw watching.

Lucy rolled her eyes as the auctioner told her to go back to her seat.


But she had something to do. Something to say to this giant lion. Approaching in long elegant strides, she stopped short of the beast. Holding out her hand, she stroked the muzzle with creative appreciation.

"Something so feral shouldn't be sold to lift boxes and shove weight. You should be able to express your peril, venerate your being... I plan on having you, my bello, let us hope my money shall succeed. And we will see what a beast is in the spotlight of a bigger setting."

Then, Lucy winked, and turned away, walking off stage and back to her seat. Sitting next to the animal-protector, she smiled.

"Hello to you too. Seems we both have appreciation for the wilder things. I hope to have him. He is beautiful..."

Tiix nodded in appreciation "Aye he is, He'd be a great asset for my business, although there are a few others I have been looking at. How are things doing in Politics? I have been so busy lately with these few cases I have taken on..." She smiled at Lucy uncrossing her legs. She looked at teh woman and compaired her to herslef. Rose didn't like to show her wealth, and help those who needed it, when the Senator loved to show her great wealth. The two lived in the same worlds but couldn't have been farther apart.

"Good good. So much bewildering nonsense has been blabbered about and strewn out of proportion lately, but all that mending takes is a straight face and solid voice." Lucy chuckled.

She looked over at the young woman and smiled.

"What business would he asset, and would you be putting him to labor?" Lusseria asked curiously. She had never thought of making anyone do... manual labor, for she had grown accustomed to doing it herself. She had paid servants to cook and clean her manor. Like said earlier, a Changling would just be something beautiful to exist in her household...

Lest she purchased the black lion.

No, he would be much more than an animated embellishment to her establishment. He would be the glory of her underground redefinition...

She smiled "One like that needs to beable to run, Wear off some energy, you can't just keep it locked up like some prize" She laughed at the thought "They all have the animal in them Senator, they need to be doing something. I need help with some of the cases I'm Waist deep in... and some of them... Well lets just say there are VERY big men involved... with even bigger tempers..." She sent the senator A half smile "I'm even getting hired In Italy..."