• Chapter 1: How i became a slave.

    "Get up! Get up!" Yelled the slaver as he put an assault rifle to my head.
    "Okay, Okay i'm up." i said as my voice trembled at the thought of my brains hitting the walls.
    "Did you just talk to me boy!?" for some reason the slavers dont like it when slaves talked to them. i think it's a pride thing, but i wouldn't know. I have no pride.As the slaver takes me over to the execution block I can only remember how i got here. i was only five when they kidnapped me from my home in New Houston. I was out hunting for some radroches in the Old Houston ruins with my dad. we had gotten three already when the sun started to go down. "We'd better get back." said my father with a worried look on his face. As we started to walk home I heard footsteps. "Dad i think someones following us." I said as i looked behind me. "Well we'd better start walking faster."
    I always had really good hearing and going out to hunt only made it better despite all the loud gunfire. We started to walk faster until we started to jog. "Were you going boys?" said a feminine yet frightening voice. "We were just leaving." said my Dad as he reached for his pistol slowly. "well you just stepped into slaver territory, So you know what that means don't you?"
    "ARES RUN!!" my Dad yelled, And my response was almost instinctual. I ran so fast i could barley feel my legs. I couldn't run fast enough though. they caught up to me. "where you off to boy?!"
    "I... ju-...DAD!!" "daddy aint coming to help you." "LET ME GO!!!" I yelled at the top of my lungs, but that only encouraged the malicious slaver and tightened her grip. "your daddy's radroche food now." "wha-?" "your daddy's dead!" I couldn't believe what was happening. not only did I lose my mother when i was born i had lost my father as well. "Who are you people?!" i demanded. "were slavers boy aint you ever heard of us?" I shook my head no. "well we look for people and kidnap them so other people can buy them so they could do what ever the ******** they want with them." "is that what your gonna do to me?" "yep!" she yelled as she hit me on the head and i passed out. 18 years later and here i am. still a slave and about to get killed. "What are you doing Jacob!?!" Yelled the head slaver. "this here meat-sack talked to me!" "if you kill him that'll be 9,000 caps out of your pay!" said the head slaver. Jacob let me go and i just stood there. "You there, 4279730 get back to work!" They never use our names because they say we aren't worthy of names. They keep talking about caps like if it was worth something. last time i checked caps were just a piece of tin that pre-war nuka-cola factories used to stop the liquid from falling out. "Don't just stand there get back to work!"

    END CHAPTER ONE
    Next chapter : Escape.

    Writer's notes:

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