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Bonds Through Chains

Melancholy;The City of Poverty

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a part of Bonds Through Chains, by けい-ちゃん.

Two divided cities, one being the city of slaves, and the other being the city of the wealthy. One being full of violence and the poor, the other being modern and filled with riches. Then there is the outside world of fields of green where freedom lies.

けい-ちゃん holds sovereignty over Melancholy;The City of Poverty, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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Two divided cities, one being the city of slaves, and the other being the city of the wealthy. One being full of violence and the poor, the other being modern and filled with riches. Then there is the outside world of fields of green where freedom lies.

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Melancholy;The City of Poverty

Two divided cities, one being the city of slaves, and the other being the city of the wealthy. One being full of violence and the poor, the other being modern and filled with riches. Then there is the outside world of fields of green where freedom lies.

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Melancholy;The City of Poverty is a part of Bonds Through Chains.

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Mikazuki Natsumi [10] Power comes in more forms than just wealth. I would rather have knowledge than anything else.
Kida Abara [10] "Poverty? Strange, I don't recall hearing about such a thing..."
Hatakeyama Kaito [10] "If only they could understand how much good they are providing in this world they would not look so miserable. If only we realized how much they are essential in the very system that keeps us all alive there would be less cruelty."
Ivan Akiviri [8] "A slave is property and nothing more."
Elayna Clare [6] "Why is it that people cannot handle the truth? They run away from their fears and mistakes without trying to change them."
Yukiteru Nokosuke [4] "Sometimes, when a war starts, it's best not to chose any side."
Misaki Harima [4] "I have to wonder what the outside city looks like..."
Tanaka Hiraku [3] "Above everything else... Be a professional."
Chrono De Valliere [2] Black hair, some rich clothes, nice leather hat with a feather, leather boots
Minako Zala [1] "Whatever pleases you, I will do."

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Kida leapt from building to the ground, and then jumping over a few carts here and there. He just stole something that would be rare to find in the city of slaves, a pair of headphones. He already had a music device he also stole, but headphones is what he needed, so he took the risk of stealing them from one of the slavers in the area. Of course, he was being chased now like a deer being hunted by the hunters. Now the only question was if the deer could outrun the hunters. Kida was always the type of person to take these large risks for something as important as that.

"Oi! Kid! Get back here!" He heard the fat slaver yell at him, chasing him but at quite a slow pace.

"Not a chance." Kida muttered as he ran closed to the gates of his city. There are no way he could get out obviously, but someone would surely see him there and stop the fighting. Though, it was unlikely. They were all just fleas in the end to any of the wealth.





Misaki headed on her way for the city of slaves. She, once again, snuck out of her house, and carried a large bag of foods, bottles of water, and other things such as blankets or clothes. She hated poverty, so the way she helped to end it was to contribute to giving the poor things from the rich. She's be scolded, and hated on like always, but she didn't mind because she knew this was the right choice. Slowly, she pulled the hood of her cloak over her head to conceal her face from the guards watching over the wealthy's city, and passed without a problem, the guards just thinking that she was some sort of merchant who was moving on to the next place to sell their goods.





Yuki stopped, with his giant bag of apples and writing, and looked at the road that split into two, each leading to a different city, "Hmm..." He tapped his finger on his chin as he thought to himself out loud, "Now, which city to go to... The wealthy would do nice and i'd make a huge profit there!" He said cheerfully, already beginning to think of all the money he'd make for his family and village miles away from where he stood, but then Yuki made a slight frown as he murmured, "But the slaves need food too... But I would lose money doing that..." He sighed tiredly, "Which side to pick now...."

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Ivan walked through the streets of the slave district with slavers showing him fresh slaves to buy. Many were sickly and not fit to work a mine but he found four strong men who could endure the labor. The slavers stopped in front of one bearded slave that had a deep frown on his face. "This is Jordan. Fit. Slim though. He could pull the wagons instead of straight work." The slaver named Flitch said. Ivan pulled Jordan's lips up to check his teeth but the slave tried to nip at his fingers. "I will buy it. You four!" He pointed to his already bought slaves, took some of the rope Flitch had been carrying for the bondage, and handed it to his slaves. "Take a hold of this slave. I want want each of you tie this to it's limbs and pull as hard as you can. The first one to pull off a limb will serve me in my home instead of a mine. Get to it." The slaves frantically did as he said and tied the rebel accordingly.

It had been about an hour with breaks included before an arm was torn off. The winner yelled in joy as he knew the reputation that the Akiviri mines held within the slave district. The slavers then cut the injured slave's throat. "Now that it is dead let us carry on." He told Flitch. They passed through numerous areas, buying mostly women and children as they went. The women served well when it came to rewarding loyal slaves. As for the children, they were more of an investment. Eventually the group came to the gates. In the distance he saw a slaver chasing after another slave. When he got close he intervened by ordering the slaver to stop. The slaver stopped as he knew who Ivan was since the young Akiviri bought slaves so frequently. "Slave! What is your name and why was this man chasing you?" He asked the pink haired boy.

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Chrono was once again back in the city of poverty to purchase some slaves. Except, he doesn't buy them for hard labor. He buys them to help them escape slavery. Instead of hard work for a few coins, he does have them work however not brutally and they get paid what they deserved. Chrono thought it was wrong for these slaves to live like this so he hopes that one day it will come to an end.

As Chrono walked by it looked to him like there were more slaves every time he came by. He sighed and wondered why this happens. Chrono looked around wondering who he should save today. He saw a few men, women, children but he couldn't decide. Chrono was very wealthy but he can't just buy them all.

As Chrono was looking, a little child walked up to him. He looked down at her and saw her holding her stomach with pleading eyes. Chrono felt very sorry for the young child. He searched through his back and gave the child a gold piece(about $50). The child's eyes lit up and she ran to what looked like her mother who now looked happy as well.

Chrono was happy for his deed but he still hasn't done what he came here for. He wandered farther into town and saw a ruckess which looked to be between a slave and two slavers. He decided to have a closer look.

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Within the muddled, dirty, stench ridden crowded city streets that was comprised of the Slave City of Melancholy, another exceeding rare thing passed by Misaki first and then Chrono second. It was an automobile. A very rust clad and old automobile, one most likely long since used by a dozen drivers and chauffeurs that catered to elites before finally being discarded. For someone to resemble the parts and repair to become mobile meant distinction. The car pulled right up to the sight of the slaver operation and the letters painted crudely along it made the other slavers go silent. Four people emerged out of the car, all wearing nice comfortable clothes for this district, one man had a horrible gash across his face, one woman with rather homely features about herself and a tattoo covering her right face, one rather huge man with scars… and Tanaka Hiraku.

“Watch the Car Kiyoshi…” The rather aged man spoke up to the driver with the ugly growth on his face. He bowed respectfully to his Big Brother, as was the title for their gang leader as he went back into the driver seat subtly testing the saw off shotgun underneath the driver wheel.

The other three walked over, the veteran smuggler and slaver took a rather rancid piece of chewing tobacco from a cheap tin box and began to chew. He walked right up to the bearded man. “I am in the middle of business!” He gripped for a moment before the larger man next to him gave the slaver an eye evil prompting him to shrink. The other two slavers that had been a part of his small crew were keen for their knives, but as the woman undid he jacket she showed she was holstering a side-arm… with the discarded parts of men she liked to cut out of people tied next to her hostler. The two other shrunk like frighten bunnies.

“We were in business first Fujiyama… when you decided to sell product without giving me my operational cut. Failing to conclude past business before continuing with present business is bad business.” Buyers were important to this part of the city yes, but Tanaka could not afford people stealing from him, he had a reputation to uphold. He took one look at the wealthy boy, not even a bodyguard to accompany him, most unwise.

“Please mind our interruption, we will allow you to conclude your business.” He spoke before he spoke again. “Hodo please take Fujiyama for a drink of tea.” The other man eyes went wide, he knew what that meant as he desperately tried to make a break for it grappled by the massive man as he dragged him towards the car. He looked to the other two slavers. “You’ll get some courier packages the next couple of days, I do hope you appreciate that.” Of their former boss piece by piece “Please continue your business with this nice gentlemen here. I am will be awaiting my share by tonight.” No one stole from him: period.

Life was savagery here in the slums, and those who ruled were the biggest of monsters. He casted only one look at the other boy on the side. No words, no thoughts. The slave should have considered himself very fortunate it was just that.




There was a tranquil silence that stirred inside his precious Elysium, Kaito did not even dare to break it. It was like a wordless pact he had made with the private conservation that spanned out for endless acres in all directions. No cards, no noise, no people besides the occasional slave gardener or grounds keeper that passed through on a compact soundless motor car for some more maintenance. Above everything else, the number of grounds keepers on staff were an alarming number, to preserve, monitor wild life and tend to natural works in this place took a few dozen full time men. Kaito wanted them to be slaves because freemen could leave this place and for rather estranging reasons he wanted the staff to live on the very thing they took care of. They would treat it much better if they were forced to live in it.

The private man just waited for the men to pass. They said nothing, just tipped their hard hats at the sight of their master. Kaito was not a very cruel master but a very possessive and eccentric one. He had noticed the slaves often acted much differently around him, nervous. He said nothing, soon they were gone and he was alone once more. No noise, no people, simply… peace. Silently he turned his attention back to his proverbial palace built to house him and the staff of Elysium. It was an unspeakably massive building fit for the extravagance of an emperor.

He crossed both his arms behind his back as he stood there starring out to the palace he had made to live away from the city, away from the noise, the crowds, the people, the diseases, the horribleness. He needed to get back inside, there was a central console inside his home that had accessed to the city’s power grid and the various proxies that he networked to run his affairs from the comfort of his palace. The city most enigmatic eccentric was not in public sight, but his actions still held a great deal of weight that echoed through out every corner of the city.

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As she did every morning she took care in making her masters tea and something to eat. She always brought it up to his room so he could eat in bed. She loved him dearly and took grate care of him she wanted to make his life as simple as she could. She frowned a little when he talked about selling again but said nothing after all it was his call when things came down to it and not hers. When he was done with his tea and meal she cleaned it up. She had many thing to get done this day and she wanted a head start on them.


She moved back to her room to get cleaned up for the day. Changing in to something that was classy and doing her long black hair neat and elegant making her look like all the other blue bloods in this town . She put a little make-up on just the right amount to highlight and bring attention to what was need. Once this was done she moved to the office going throw papers anything that was high end she left him to look over and take care of. Any thing to do with the selling as bad as she wanted to sign things and change them she left alone. She could not due that no matter what. She sang under her breath as she worked on the papers cheeking messages. Anything thing to do with selling she wrote down word for word. She would bring him everything later that day so he could go over things.


Later that day she would have to get her master ready for a meeting with someone about selling. She always went them to make tea and take care of things that where needed. He still had his wisdom with many things and she still had much to learn but there things he learned from her and that was something he was grateful for. However she never really enjoyed the meetings she would rather be drawing or out doors.

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Kaito was left alone with the empty hollow echoes of his own steps inside massive chambers lit with beautiful works of art and archaic stone sculptures. Statues were found everywhere around the building, Kaito was fond for them, fond in collecting them and shipping them here. He was left to wander through each chamber in silence; the mansion was so large that one barley bumped into the scarce amount of people that populated this castle of a place. Passing through the darkness and the sheer enormity of it all, Kaito made his way to a very essential place in Elysium.

It was his breath to the outside world; it required his genetic sequence to unlock the door that led to it: it was the central console to the city’s power grid. He had two of these built: one within fortified bunker beneath the city main power plant and one here. It was a room with a station at its very center, approaching it as he accessed the console at the station. The world lighted around him, the systems began to start upward in a bright hue around him as the silent operator looked distantly at all the innerworkings. The city power outputs, the stock market, bank reports, newspapers, every shred of management built into this remarkable machine, at his very finger tips.

His eyes danced across the screen, sending notes and messages to the various proxies around the city to enact his will. His eyes danced to a specific alert. There was a company owner selling a significant amount of shares. This was quite the opportunity, the company was a solid structure, fine revenue and has seen a lot of growth recently. He wrote a short message to his proxy in the exchange, purchase all the shares. It would be very nice to branch out into that market, there was a great deal to improve in the field.

He would need to talk to previous management first, the instructions were very keen. A buyout price was going to be sent to the company to hold the shares on reserve as a merging agent would be there sent to discuss the purchase personally on behalf of Mr. Hatakeyama.




A rather small simple motor was being driven through the wealthy district. It passed through the lush, passively navigating through the bluebloods that passed about the streets and walks ways in a very neat and organized manner. Inside was a woman, her name was Ms. Cheng, and she was the Vice President of a prominent department in the company. She was dressed rather plainly, she was a rather thick in her frame though relatively still young woman in her early thirties. She stopped the car at the fenced gates of the manor waiting to be received in as she presented her own identification badge.

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Her masters family where the only owners and having no blood children or a son to take over. Not being blood and being in truth a slave it made things very tricky. when told of someone being at the gate she nodded to let the others know to let the women in. Her master would not talk to any one sent by someone that was looking to by, he would only talk to the person. He believed in making eye contact and studying the person.

When the woman came in to the office Mikazuki watched her before she spoke. She choose her words carefully knowing that this could tip the scales big time. "I am sorry but if Mr. Hatakeyama would like to buy the company he will have to come and talk to my father him self. He likes to do things in a more of a traditional away I am sorry if this creates any issues for him." Her tone held nothing but respect when she talked she knew how to carry her self with things. "I can set an apoint up if it would suit Mr. Hatakeyama"

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Kida paused while he saw someone talking to him, 'A wealthy person...? Here already...?' He wasn't interested in being bought just yet, in fact, he wanted to leave the city of slavery instead of being bought to work as he always did. Kida blinked at this man for a while, and didn't answer until one of the random slave onlookers yelled out for him to answer the rich man, which annoyed him enough, so he simply replied, "I stole headphones. They are rare here." He held them up, but far enough from all of the slaves who were looking at him with jealousy, "Unlike your city, we're not living in lavishness where these could easily be afforded." He frowned a bit, not taking a liking to any of the wealthy, no matter who they were. He wasn't going to trust someone anymore after what happened to the little girl who used to visit him and who died of an illness. She wasn't saved, even with the wealthy's wonderful medical abilities, and because of that, his hatred of the rich grew even stronger, despite who they really may have been.





Misaki noticed that a lot of people were now in the city of poverty. She looked around and saw that there were many wealthy lurking around, either just to look, or to buy. She saw a beautiful woman, two men in fancy clothing, and a young man talking to a chased slave, 'Of course... no one would be here to save them...' Misaki felt a small touch of pain in her chest as she felt a tug onto her cloak by a little girl who was much skinnier than she thought they would be. After taking a glance around, she knelt down, and gave this little girl a piece of bread as she ran off with joy, 'They've gotten much more skinnier...' Misaki slowly stood up, pulling her dirty cloak over her head as she then saw someone in the distance, also seeming to be helping a little child, 'Huh...?' She looked closer, not believing what she saw as this wealthy black haired young man was also tending for the poor, "That's... impossible though..."





Yuki decided to head for the city of slavery first. Although his family was very important to him, and their health was also very important, he wanted to also help those who's life were in much more danger than his family's. He saw many poor people, sitting on the side of the road, hiding, and even robbing each other to help them self, "It's even come down to this much greed?" He asked out loud, a few people spitting at him for his words. He didn't mind though, because that's who he used to be also. Yuki found an old woman sitting on the side, coughing very hard as he kneeled down, reached into his bag, and pulled out what appeared to be a shot, "Don't mind me Ma'am." He smiled slightly and put the needle into her arm and ejected the medicine, hoping that it would lead to her living to see the next day. Yuki, too, was once a slave, so the least he could do as a run away, was to repay the people he left behind.

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Mio was wondering around the side of the city where poverty was all around, she sighed at the sights of the city. She was carrying a grocery bag, not full of many things since she barley had enough money to buy what she already had in the bag for her siblings. Taking a small short cut down the alley, Mio ended up in the center of the city which is where her small flat was located. Turning towards her apartment, ahead of her were other people but not people from here. They were the wealthy. She paused and stood there for a moment admiring their clothing, Mio looked down at herself with a sad face imagining herself wearing cute clothes not the one's she sowed herself or her old ribbons in her pink hair. Another sigh came out and she walked slowly towards the wealthy, wondering what they were talking about.

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The small executive stood there for a moment. Ms. Cheng took a very calculating inspection of the woman before her. “Young Lady, I have been Mr. Hatakeyma Chief Administration Officer for over Eight Years, I was his Assistant Director for years before those eight.” She spoke very eloquently and formally. She was a rather stout woman somewhat having the chauffeur pick up her rather simple automobile to the estate’s garage for now.

“I can respect your father’s desire for a formal appointment but if he does get one he will receive one to see me on this matter. My employer is an impeccably private and busy man as I am sure the both of you are well aware. I am more than qualified to perform this business transaction with the greatest output of satisfaction gained.”

She had run the company for several years, continuing with daily business that only grew as her superior expanded this empire. They always wanted to see Kaito. Everyone wanted to see him for one matter or another and she would not lie how infuriated she was at times on how she was overlooked as some errand boy rather than the hard working professional she was. She was still trying to figure out what he desired from this particular company, it was out of his usual accusation field. Still, Mr. Hatakeyma though he was not as present in the company as he used to be when he performed an action it echoed throughout the entire city in some shape or manner.

“So I would be very grateful if you made that appointment at the briefest possible time available.” After that Ms. Cheng somewhat waited for her car to return to her, this meeting was an apparent bust it seemed.

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Mikazuki was hard to read as she slowly stood up. She was very tall for a woman she towered over most people this made some very uneasy around her. "I have no doubt in your skills how ever the thing is your not the buyer Mr Hatakeyma is. I under stand he is a private man, however I think he can respect a dieing man wishes on how he wants to do things." there was no disrespect in her tone. She never razed her tone it stayed soft and smooth like silk. "One lesson I have learned from my father over the years is you can tell much about a person when you make eye contact with them. You can see there past, there truths there lies and where they are going. You can tell even the kind of honor they have or if they will keep there word" she took a few steps her movements where like a leaf dancing in the wind. "How ever if Mr. Hatakeyma would like to buy and is willing to meet with my father I can give you the papers my father wrote up along with all the need information and a contact list. "

She moved back to the desk pulled out a file that was wrapped neatly with a purple ribbon and sealed with a silver wax crest. She wrote down times on a small card and slipped it under the ribbon. "I can promises this the meeting with my father would not take any longer than ten minutes at the most. With his health he wants to keep things short as he can and to the point. Mikazuki moved to a cabinet looking for something before she pulled a small box out. She picked the file up and moved over to Ms. Cheng. "Please take these to Mr. Hatakeyma and this small gift in hopes of reaching some from of deal." Mikazuki gave a small bow.



In the small box was a hand carved with grate detail an Orchid. The color and the way it was painted showed grate care in its work. Even with it not being a living thing it looked it. The way the color danced in the light was a true master piece and very much a one of a kind. It was a very lovely gift, something like this was fair cheap.

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"Would you prepare me a basket of food?" Elayna asked Yui, the chef as she walked into the kitchen. Yui looked over to the woman and nodded. "Sure Elayna, but hadn't you eaten two hours ago? Surely you wouldn't be that hungry again." The older woman said with an raised eyebrow. Elayna sighed. Oh how she wanted to tell Yui what she was doing, but was afraid she would go and tell her father of her plan. Elayna cleared her throat and answered. "Ah, you see, for some strange reason, I've been more hungry than usual. That is all." The Yui nodded in understaning and handed Elayna the basket of food.
"Bon apetit!"
"Merci beaucoup!"


The woman had arrived in the city of poverty and had almost shed a tear. There were people lying in the shade, looking almost dead. She wanted to cry, it hurt her emotionally to see others going through something as horrific has this. Now that she thought of it, why did she keep on coming back to this place? It made the woman despressed and mopey most of the time, but she came for the people. She was there because she wanted to help out. As Elayna walked around, she got several stares from people because of her clothing. She frowned, realizing that she had forgot to change out of her formal attire of a dress and heels into clothes of a merchant. But of course, it was too late now and there was no turning back.

Looking to see if anyone was watching her, she quickly handed out the contents in the basket and pieces of gold to several people. Elayna hurridley walked away before she could have heard their thanks. As she walked away, she saw what looked like a pink-haired slave being confronted by slavers. The woman knew what she was going to do, it would be risky, but she had to do it. Taking a deep breath, Elayna marched over to the pink-hair boy and grabbed his arm to what seemed to be roughly to others, but was actually very gentle. Mustering up what tiny bit of courage she had now at the moment, she spoke in a harsh and heartless manner. "Slave, trying to get away yet again I see. Well, you'd best prepare yourself for your upcoming whipping tonight." She said, her eyes pleading with the pink-haired boy to play along. Elayna turned over to the slavers, she recognized one of them as Ivan Akiviri, heir to the Akiviri forturne. Her father often tradded cropps and cotton with his father. Walking over to Ivan, she held her hand out elgantly for him to kiss it and cleared her throat. "Mr. Akiviri, it is most wonderful seeing you again. Please excuse my slave for his most unacceptable behavior, I am still working on him you see."

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"NOOOOO!!!!" Minako screamed as her brother gave her away, hoisting her up as if she was nothing more than a sack of potatos. She hardly weighed anything to begin with and he treated her as such. "Big brother, please! Don't make me do this! I'll get a regular job...I-I'll help -

"No," he told her with finality and her mother didn't do anything but sit there. Bitterness filled her accompanied by a hint of rage. But then guilt hit her harder at the thought of wanting to hurt her big brother and a sob tore through Minako. "I know being a slave doesn't sound too well, but it's better than being here. You'll die here, little one. And you're too bright for that." Minako shook her head in denial, big fat tears welling up in her eyes and emotion clogging her throat.

"But -

"Leave," he said in a cold, detached voice that sounded nothing like the big brother she knew. He souned like a stranger, a man without a heart and without a care in the world for her. "I don't want you to come back either. Just...go away." He had to know, you see. He had to push her away because Minako would not go and better her life if he didn't. And Minako realized that with an intense sorrow as she choked back another sob.

"I love you," she cried before running down the street, running into a few people on the way. She didn't care where she was going and she didn't care what happened. All she knew was that life as she knew it was over and it was the most intense pain she'd ever felt. And she never wanted to feel that again.


Minako sat up in her bed with a start, gasping breathlessly. Gray eyes darted around the room in a fright before she placed a calming hand on her chest, trying to maintain proper breathing. Sighing after a beat, she slid her legs over the side of the bed and ran her fingers through silky hair, pushing back the long bangs. She'd dreamt about her departure from her family for a month now and each time, she was left feeling more alone than ever. Now is not the time for that, she thought and forced a cheery smile on her face.

"Time to go get breakfast for Master."

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Before he knew it, it was getting dark. Chrono realized he hadn't bought anybody to save the whole time but he noticed he must have fed at least 30 people today. He sighed and looked up at the sky wondering how this happened. After some thinking Chrono wondered where to sleep. He wasn't even sure if the poor city had any apartments without mold. After a while Chrono finally found one half decent. It's only for tonight he told himself. As he lay in the old bed ready to sleep he thought how the poor people even live. He hadn't seen any sign of life except the slaves, slavers, and lumps of sick people. He sighed and went to sleep.


Chrono woke up ready to get to work. He signed out of his room and went venturing around town. It was the same as yesterday, just as horrible. Everywhere he went he saw pleading eyes. It sickened him, he wanted to know who the cause of this is. He passed out some few gold pieces to random people he thought would need it and continued down the street. He already had about 50 slaves at home that he saved. He decided only to get a few this time. He bought 3 random slaves that looked like they had been through a bit and one was a kid yet had whip marks. After the purchase he headed down the road in the direction of the exit.

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Kida felt a gentle pulling on his arm as his eyes drew to a woman grabbing it. He didn't know this blue haired woman, and he didn't understand what she meant until she gave him that look to play along as he did. His acting was never good, so he tended to stutter a bit, "U-uh... Y-yeah.... R-right... I'll be... going back then..." He said slowly, wondering why someone of the wealthy even tried to stick up for a dirty and mere slave as him. Though, it did make him wonder if she was standing up for him, or if she was just planning on buying him and treating his kind like the wealthy always would. But of course, he remained suspicious first, not trusting any of the wealthy until he had proof.





Misaki wasn't planning on buying any slaves today though. If she did, she'd be in big trouble because she'd obviously let them go free into the city and her strict parents would find out that their money disappeared with no benefit. It made her sigh, thinking about it. Most of the wealthy only cared about profit and gaining something from someone else. It made her sick just to even hear the word wealthy. She decided to take a last effort in giving a few more items to the poor before her parents realized their daughter had gone missing.





Yuki, in the distance and near the entrance, saw a couple of people, seeming to be a few slaves, one having pink hair and looking much different than the others, and two of those from the city of wealthy and lavish. It didn't seem like the best time to interrupt, but he raised his hand while approaching, as if he was in a classroom, "Excuse me, but is there anything going on around here? There can lead to quite a lot of conflict in this city if you bring it so easily." He said, a small smile on his face like always. He didn't read what they said and meant, so he began to assume there was some sort of conflict.

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"Mr. Akiviri, it is most wonderful seeing you again. Please excuse my slave for his most unacceptable behavior, I am still working on him you see."

In Ivan's mind it was pleasing to see a familiar face in the crowds of poverty stricken creatures. Elayna's father had been trading with the Akiviri family for quite a while. It is not much of a surprise that several thousand slaves take up a lot of food and clothing so cotton and crops were always bought by the tons. The Clare family was just a very convenient source. The slave that stole the head phones had caught Ivan's attention for he did have use for ballsy slaves. While those who obeyed everything they were told were sent to harsh labor, those who wanted better living were given the roles of higher chained slaves. Slaves who ordered, execute, and enforce laws onto other slaves were given better quarters and more privileges such as the right to marry or own certain property. He had one of his higher chained slaves who ended up owning a slave beneath him. He gave the slave corp the name of the Ofamucatus.

"This slave you have here. What is he like?" He asked Elayna. "Does he normally steal or disobey orders?" Ivan wanted to know the answer so he could perhaps buy the slave off of her, cheap if possible. Though if not it did not matter because one could not put a price on a potential soldier. He turned his head when he heard the sound of another voice coming closer. It was a small young boy who was questioning whether or not they were discussing a conflict. "No this is a discussion between acquaintances and business. Now run along boy, back to your family." He waved his hand in a random direction and turned back to Elayna waiting for an answer.

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Ms. Cheng stood there again quietly. Once again she was over estimated and passed off of any value because of Mr. Hatekeyma's own egnimatic wishes in the past. "No." Was the diffentative answer. It stab almost like a knife as the older woman gave her stare down.

"It is not Mr. Hatakeyma who will be buying this company it will be me. I am the one handling this exchange and I consider this treatment an extreme insult." She said with a little bit of bitterness distilled into her tone though covered well at the most. "The denial of my meeting with your father speaks that you don't believe I won't keep my word and be trust worthy and shows that you completely disrespect the wishes of my employer."

If she or her father was not willing to play by the rules, then it was a warning sign of things to come. "Now you can explain to your father just how you destroyed a multi-million dollar deal in a few minutes of time, unlike your father Mr. Hatakeyma has a great trust in subordinates." Was all she said as the older woman approached the lot again waiting for her car to return. She didn't even take the files or the crane as her instincts as a professional told her this deal would bring the company nothing but troubles.




There was a snide snobbish apathy among the wealthy to the street to even acknowledge Tanaka and his blatant violence. He should not complain, as the slaver and his three associates simply departed with their one man. The other slaves on the streets winced horrible as the large one of the four dragged their victim to the car and began to savagely beat him with brute strength alone. The woman aided her associate in the beat down before she popped open the trunk the two tossing the man inside. The slaver took one long look at the group around one pink hair slave. He thought nothing of it simply retaking his seat in the car and the old rust clad motor began to cruise off. Slaves silently went back to their affairs.

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Mikazuki Natsumi

Mikazuki bit her toung when Ms. Cheng made the insalt remark. In polite socity when one remarks on death or poor health you made a polite commeint even in small talk. she let nothing show. "I could say the same about you completely disrespecting the wishes of my father and his tridtions" her tone held no bitterness but stayed like smooth silk. She had a point with what she said respect was a two way street as was working for people with power.


She sighed her fathers health was bad and he wanted his last bit of respect to be held intact to do things his way and the way his father did befor him and so on. That was not to much to ask. She moved sitting back down pinshing the bridge of her nose. She under stood how things worked in the world but at the same time she had to obay her father. She hated this but it was how things where done. None the less she requested one of her works to deliver the items to Mr. Hatekeyma home with a note letting him know what was going on. It was simple and elgently written.

"Dear Mr. Hatekeyma,
Please forgive the meeting I had with Ms cheng my father is a man stuck in the old ways of doing things when it comes to making deals. Sadly this makes do things a little more tricky. He likes to do things face to face with the owner and not any one else he finds there is a honor to it. Even more so with his falling health this aspect has become some what of a big deal for him, wanting to make sure his company along with other holdings goes to the right type of person. I think you will find setting a meeting up with him will be very much worth your time and trouble.

Again please forgive how the meeting went I am only obaying what he asks of me.

Mikazuki Natsumi



Mikazuki left what the other holdings where out she new what they where worth along with how hard they where to find. She prized the more than money. The hours she spent working with them finding there secerts and under standying them was huge. Many artifacts that where said to be long gone and lost. Her father was no fool he had his own power sorces running the lights and temputer to the rooms that held the artifacts to keep them safe. Scrolls, books, art and many more things lay tucked away in the vulte under the company. This was why her father was being so very picky about who he sold it to and n one knew about any of it. The collection went back 6 genurations.

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Chien was out selling his goods from his cart. He was dress nice as was normal for him. Chien sold glass wear, and small animals long with small items.. Chien was always kind to everyone making sure the left with what they wanted. He was a bit of a flirt when things came down to it. He took care in how he sat things up the birds that where worth more where kept in the cart where it was cooler and safe. Chien and gained a name for him self for finding rare hard to find birds for buyers with money.

In side the cart Mai Ly just sat there in her own little world watching the sparrow her brother gave. He let her have her pick of any bird she wanted and she picked a very simple sparrow. She was so strange with how silent she was. In so many ways she was helpless and would always be this way. None the less she was a good kind person. When back home she would just sit there and watch the children play there games never really understanding what was going.

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Elayna inhaled air. She was NOT expecting Ivan to ask that question, but nonetheless, she had to keep her act up. "This is the fifth time I had caught him in the act of stealing, and I shall make sure he pays immensely. Also dear, do you have any punishment suggestions? I need something new to torment the rest of my slaves with." Those very words spewing out of her mouth made her want to gag out of disgust. Never had she thought she'd ever say those words, even if it is only for pretend. When she got back home, she was sure she would cry herself a river.



(Sorry for this horrid short post.)

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"This is the fifth time I had caught him in the act of stealing, and I shall make sure he pays immensely. Also dear, do you have any punishment suggestions? I need something new to torment the rest of my slaves with."

It was troubling to think that her slave had disobeyed her more than once. She obviously didn't break her slaves properly. Ivan signaled over Flitch and spoke in his ear. "Bring me random slave. A child. Preferably a little girl. Perhaps blonde and healthy." He whispered to the slaver. He waited patiently as he waited for Flitch to return, just looking between Elayna and her slave. He took out a small vile, a syringe, and filled the syringe with the liquid from the vile. "This is concentrated venom from the Fiddleback Spider. With a concentrated version the lag time of feeling the agony of the venom is shortened significantly from eight hours to the span of a few minutes." He told both of them. Soon Flitch came back with a pale blonde girl who was probably six years old. "Name's Blossom."

"Blossom." Ivan looked down at the girl. "Hold still." As Flitch held the girl's shoulders, Ivan injected the venom into her arm. He stood as he waited for a few minutes until the effects kicked in. She fell to the ground and began to vomit violently. "You see the venom is awful for she will endure this for a good ten minutes though this is only for a demonstration. In about five minutes her skin will become so tender that when rubbed vigorously it will blister easily." After the fivem minutes of watching the girl vomit and shake he ordered Flitch to rub her face until the skin peeled so much that she would be unrecognizable. She was screaming at that point in which, after a minute, Ivan kneeled down to her and forcibly snapped her neck.

"After each time your slave disobeys you, no matter has insignificant it may have been, kill an innocent in this type of fashion. Then Burn the victim's name into the slave's forehead. If the slave continues to disobey repeat the process but burn the names from their face to their toes." He told Elayna as he forged a grin on his face. "I would personally like to see the name engraved. Blossom is a lovely name after all."

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The rarest of things had happened. The press was now in an uproar over some very sensational news. The industrial lift that moved up and down to the private preserve of Hatakeyma Kaito became operational and was slowly bringing three smooth heavily tinted motor cars to the surface of the City of the Wealthy. The entire city was now in an uproar, there were reasons why Kaito rarely emerged out of his sanctum and the descent and madness of the city whenever the powerful reclusive did arrive out was one such reason. The motorcade was met with a great cluster of reporters at the central station that had not been used in years. Police escort was already there, Kaito had called in a favor as the several cars and dozen officers acted as a steady and well managed deterrent for the vultures.

He examined the letter again, pleading letter from a most loving child. A dying father. There was a long lingering silence within the central car, heavily tinted and even isolated from the driver. Four more cars were awaiting for the Motorcade as well as an abundant police escort. Several streets had been seized in the City of the Wealthy and traffics programming themselves had been altered by Kaito’s systems to reroute traffic for a clear and concise route for the residence in question.

The long line of cars began their move, the press somewhat ecstatic as police had been sent up ahead to secure the manor from being overrun by the vultures.

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She went back to take care of her father helping him in to his wheel chair. She pulled a blanket over him and smiled sweetly at him. "Lets get you out for some air and a little sun" She liked to push the chair she hated the other was. Slowly she moved him to the sun room opening the blinds to let the light in. The old man shut his eyes and seemed to enjoy the warmth that it gave him. "father if things where different.." he held his hand up to tell her to stop. She smiled and moved to take his hand. She knew from this what his answer was. "Thank you" She leaned in and gave a soft kiss to his forehead. She sighed shutting her eyes for a little bit she was hopping that who ever took over would keep her on as her father requested.

It did not take long for the news of what was going on to get to her and her father. With this her father gave her a few short orders on what he wanted done. He would hold the meeting in his private office. Mikazuki made her way there with him giving orders to servants on what need to be handled. Her father new a few things on the man that was coming and wanted to make him feel welcome. He had a covered walk way set up to keep people from being able to spy along with his personal police force set out to walk the grounds. He would make sure that Mr. Hatakeyama felt welcome.

Mikazuki went about making tea and a small welcome plate. She knew things like this where a big deal to her father and she new he liked to make people feel as welcomed as he could. It did not take her long to mix a few batches of dried tea leafs and put them in a bowl and get the tea cart to the office.