Chained

Ch. 1

My baby Logan Bryan

Logan's P.O.V

"Why can't you just behave and be a good fucking slave for once in your stupid human life!?!?" Mr. J yelled at me. His face inches from mine.

I said nothing as my blank eyes looked back at him. He took hold of my shirt pulling my face down to his croch. "Be a good little boy why don't you or you're gonna get some more."

I flinched remembering what happened last time I didn't listen to him. It wouldn't be the first time I was forced to do something I didn't want to.

It's been twelve years since I was sold in the human slave drive. Twelve years since I lost my mom. Longer since I lost my father.

Years went by since then and I've tried to run. I've tried. Yet nothing ever went as planned. Like a few years after I got sold I tried to run...

Logan looked both ways before making his way to the backdoor. Master was asleep and most of the slaves as well.

One gave him food and clothes so he could run and run he did. The backdoor squeak as he slowly pushed it open.

The other slave looked both ways before nodding to Logan. He smiled at him as he took off down the path that led to the woods.

His feet hit the ground with silent steps as he ran faster. He learned how to run quickly and quietly in the woods that way nothing supernatural could hear him.

His father was good to teach him this. Not even a second later he heard a mind shaking roar coning from his old masters house.

His little heart speed up as he ran faster. Breaking branches as he went pushing his tired and hurt legs to go faster.

He heard pounding behind him scaring him as he pushed harder. If he were caught his master would inflict pain whose then he had ever felt.

He might even...have fun with him...Logan shivered at the thought of what that thing made him do mouths ago. After his first master got tired of him he resold him to another master.

This one was a werewolf. Which he just now remembered. Running was useless. His heart sanke as he felt arms grab hold of him.

He let the arms take him as his eyes watched tress turn into the walls of the masters house. His eyes moved to where he heard yelling.

The servent that helped him get out was now being beaten by two big guys. Logan cried out trying to get them to stop.

They didn't listen. They just kept beating him until he was out of sight from Logan. His heart breaking of the guy.

Master pulled Logan into his bedroom. His eyes burning with anger. "You shouldn't have ran my pet."  His voice whispered into Logan's ear.

A shiver ran down his spin. He felt tears in his eyes as his masters hands moved down his body lightly. Logan let his mind wounder. Praying for it to be over.

I was brought back with a slap from Mr. J. He smiled down at me before turning to walk away from me. "Get yourself washed up. Next auction will be in three hours."

I watched from under my bangs as he walked out. Once gone I let go of the breath I didn't know I was holding. I let my head hang back my longish hair fall outta my face.

My skin was no longer tan, my brown hair had faded to a blonde my once bight eyes where now a cold pale blue.

Shighing I slowly got up from the floor making my way to my duffle bag with little clothes in it. Picking up the clothes they gave me, I put then on.  I walked to the bathroom.

I turned the water on waiting for it to become warm. As I waited I started to remove my clothes. My eyes moved to my scared and bruised body.

Over the years scares have made thier way to my body weather it was from me or from a master of mine.

I looked away not able to stand the old face that looked back at me. It made me sick. I wasn't a good looking person. Plus being human no one would love me.

I moved to get into the shower the warm water now hot but it felt good to feel something at lest. Hopefully my next master wouldn't hurt me...to much.

*auction time*

"Next we have Logan Bryan!" Mr. J yelled. A smile playing on his face. "This one is a mean one at that fellas! Nineteen years old beautiful pale eyes and blonde hair to died for!"

Howls sounded off in the room as they looked at me. Hunger shined in thier eyes as they looked me up and down.

"He's had a lot of male masters! Knows how to play in bed might I add!" Mr. J said with a quick wink to them.

"Let's start the bidding!" He yelled. "Five million!" Someone yelled out. I rolled my eyes. Lucius, who has been the nicest to me since I was there laughed.

He and I both knew all to well that I have been bought for a hell lot more then that. Hands shot up as the bidding went up.

I wasn't listening til I heard a deep voice yell out, "9900!" I almost fell off the stage. My wide eyes looked to find who spoke.

Everyone was quite. No one said a word. Heads where turned down as I found the source of the voice. A wave of power ran off of him.

He stood tall he had tan skin and with blonde hair and the most amazing blue gray eyes I have ever seen. I felt scared as his eyes landed on me.

"You're Majesty!" Mr. J yelled a smile forming on his face. "I sure hope no one is stupid enough to try and out bid him! So sold!"

The hammer hit the desk as I turned to Lucius. "Who is that?" I whispered to him. His eyes where filled with worry but he remained clam.

"That is Terrance King." He whispered back. His eyes finally looking at me. "The king of every creature of the supernatural world."