What You Own (Momo and Nightmare)

Slave:
Name: Kira
Age (teenaged 13-18) 17
Gender Female
Powers Super speed and strength
Obedience levels (low-high.) very low
Appearance (do i really need to put this for you?? same as PAA (which i have posted the IC))
Personality: Same as PAA
Short bio (if any life before the lab) History:
Had a totally different personality when she was younger. When Kira was 12 and younger, she was little-miss-sun-shine. She was all smiles and cheers. You wouldn’t guess she is the same person she is now.
But the guy she had a long time crush on would have nothing to do with her because of her personality and how peppy she was. She kept trying to get his attention, acting out in class, speaking out of turn, but nothing worked. One day, on her 13th birthday, her dad died in a car accident. It sent her family into a turmoil. Her mom started drinking and her brother ended up in jail. Her personality went from peppy to gloom and doom that day. And stayed like that.
When she acted out in class, it was destructive. She would throw desks, yell at teachers, and cause book shelves to fall. It got to the point where she was expelled from school. The boy finally noticed her.
He found her crying in the rain one night at the intersection her dad died. He took her away from there one day and gave her the first taste of heroine. She got hooked and they got closer. To the point where they were best friends, helping each other get high and helping each other break the laws. They would shoplift together and they actually killed the person who caused her fathers death. She felt no remorse for what she did. After her breakdown in the rain, she showed very little emotion. He talked her into getting a tattoo, the twin fire patterns on her wrists. They became a ‘couple’, or as she viewed it, ‘friends with benefits’. She doubted that either of them had actual romantic feelings for the other.
One day they ran into a gang fight. He told her to leave and that they would meet up again at the abandoned park. Hours later he never showed. She went to find him, and found him dead in the alley that she left him in. That’s where she met her breaking point. She started bigger, worse crimes. She robbed jewelry stores, maimed people, and slowly took out the gang members that killed her best friend. Piece my piece her new look came in. The dark hair, the piercings, and the rest of her tattoos. She has one tattoo on her lower back that is her best friend’s name to remember him forever. She wound up in the lab when she was caught after a robbery, but instead of going to jail, she was take to the lab at age 16.

ID number 11232

Buyer:
Name-Rory
Age (anywhere from a teenager to an adult.) 20
Gender male
Appearance
Personality - He is somewhat responcible but like his brother has a short fuse. Doesnt tollerate misbehaving and does not tollerate disobediance. If he says something he wants it done then and there. But he does have a sweet side to him. If someone is hurt or scared he will take care of them and help them out. if soemone has a bad nightmare he will sit with them and let them talk about it if they need to.
Short bio - He's Alexanders brother but isnt a knight. Instead he went into the buisness of technology and energy containment. He was very smart at a very young age and actually helped the lab create the power shackles and power binding cages the kids are held in.

Name: Sir Alexander Marshall
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Personality: Alexander is, as characteristic of all the Marshall family, extremely wise. He knows a lot, except when to keep his mouth shut. He’s extremely opinionated, and doesn’t hesitate to tell people that. He knows what he knows. At the same time, he’s very quick to anger. If someone tried to tell him that he was wrong, with anything, he would react very violently.
Short bio: As suggested by his title, Alexander Marshall is a knight. Such an odd occurrence in one so young, yes, but true none the less. That story comes later in his life. For now, it would be best to start at the beginning.
The Marshalls have always been a wealthy family, the youngest being no exception. And, of course, with wealth comes a lot of added responsibility, and risk. That risk increases tenfold when you have such a large amount of power at such a young age. It was always either own or be owned for the family, and the boy learned that from a young age.
There isn’t much more to say about his past. Everything important to him has yet to happen. He wants a slave for the sheer purpose of his amusement. He has grown bored with his daily life, and found that he needs someone else to cause him amusement, even if it is just another person to order about and yell at.

Name: Aya
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Powers: Aya has the ability to create and control fire.
Obedience levels: low
Appearance: With long black hair and deep red eyes, Aya is an intimidating figure to look at. Her eyes seem to glow with the flames she loves. She is a medium height. Her once pale skin is lined with burns and scars from years of abuse.

Personality: Aya is as unpredictable as the fire she controls. She is quick to anger, and even more quick to fight. Her solution for everything is to fight, which gets her in a lot of trouble. She is very difficult to control.
Short bio: Aya has been a slave her whole life. She knows nothing but it. The only memory she has that would be considered good is from a few years previous. When she was younger, she was a slave in a circus. She was their firebreather, and was quite popular. Everyone seemed to love her.
ID number: 12253

Kira looked around the damp dark corridor that she was trapped in. Rows and rows of cages were stacked along the walls. But she could not get out. No, she was trapped in a damn cage that blocked her wonderful powers. How did she end up being here? How did she end up in the awful hell of a place? Because she wasn’t careful. Because she let her guard down for a pack of smokes. And now look where she was. Barely living in this hell.
The lined cages held kids like her. Some had worse stories, others didn’t. Some were dead. This wasn’t a happy place. The smell of death hung in the air and every kid here looked like trash. She looked like trash. She was trash and she knew it. The only reason she was bought last time was because that master wanted a bed mate. She was too….strong for him to handle and was sent back less than a month later. Now she was here again, and felt relatively violated from her last master.
Kal came past her cage and looked into her. She looked back at him, her green eyes cold and full of hatred. “Can I have my glasses back?” She asked, a cold sneer in her voice. It pained her inside that he was wearing the aviator glasses. Her aviator glasses. She went through hell and back to keep those with her at all times, and now he had them.
“If you managed to get sold today, then I’ll think about letting you have them.” Kal smirked back to her and reached through the bars to brush back her hair. She bit at him and he pulled his hand away quickly. “Kira….” His tone was warning and low.
“Kal….” Kira used the same tone with him, her eyes cold and her expression sneering.
“Don’t use that tone with him, little freak.” He growled to her and she just glared back at him.
“Don’t use your tone with me.” She snapped back at him. He yanked open her cage and grabbed her by the scruff of her neck. Kal dragged her out and forced her to stand in front of him before striking her down hard. She fell to the ground, and looked up at him with hate filled eyes.



Rory walked into the lab behind his brother and looked around. The state these kids were left in was disgusting. The first thing he would do, no matter if the slave behaved or not, would get them cleaned up and fed properly. he would give them a day of rest and a chance to get used to the knew life, but after that he would get down to business.
With traveling so much, he needed someone who was disciplined. Someone who understood that whatever order he gave was to be done then and there. no excuses and no going against it.
“So, any idea who you want?” He asked his brother.He doubted that his brother actually did research like him about the slaves here.
Looking down the rows of cages he noticed that if they kids weren’t in the back of the cage, they were dead. That thought chilled him slightly, but he pushed the feeling to the back of his head. most likely if they died in the cages it was a peaceful death.
he watched as someone was pulled out of their cage and tossed to the ground by a harsh backhand. At least they had discipline here for those who spoke out. The kid was tossed back into their cage roughly and the young man walked over to Rory and his brother.
“Welcome. Do you need help finding someone?” He asked, looking at the two men.

Aya looked around the cage, her long black hair in a messy braid across her shoulder. Her dark eyes glared through the solid bars of the cage. Her breathing was heavy, and she was, to say the least, annoyed. Once again she tried to summon fire to herself, and once again there was something preventing her from doing so. She didn’t know what it was, but she didn’t like it. It made her feel weak knowing that no matter what she did, she couldn’t summon her love to her.

After a moment, Aya looked up to spot two men walking in. She looked at them for a moment, half wondering if they’d be interested in someone like her. She then realized that she had no way of showing them what she was capable of, and slouched back on the floor with an annoyed glare.


Alexander, youngest of the Marshall children, followed Rory. He looked around at the cages before turning to his brother. ”I want someone who will amuse me.” he stated. It was then that he overheard a discussion between one of the slaves and a worker. ”Someone like her.” he stated with a slight laugh. The girl had spunk, and could become very amusing. The Knight wondered what she could do, but didn’t want to ask. It was more fun to find those things out on one’s own, he figured

Rory nodded to his brother and started to walk away as Kal walked over to them. he nodded once to Kal as a small greating and walked back among the cages. He saw a girl slumped back in her cage and bent down infront of her to look into the cage. His fingers ran over the bars of the cage and he smiled. "What can you do?" he asked her, glancing into the cage at the girl.

He knew that she wouldnt be able to show him, the metal of the cages somehow managed to block all powers. It was a combination of multiple metals and other elements, fused in such a way that access energy was stopped. That energy being someones powers. He used the same metal substance to make the powershakles that most slaves wore when out of their cages.

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Kal walked over to Rory's brother and offered a smile. "So, you want her?" Kira looked up and over to them, a scowl on her face. this would not end well. Usually if someone wanted her right off the bat they had no idea who she was and she ended up getting returned within days, sometimes even hours.

She sat their, rideged in her cage and watched as Kal lead the guy over to her cage. She spat at them and crossed her arms over her chest. Kal let out a low growl to her, but didnt do anything. She smirked in satisfaction when she saw her spit land on the guy's shoe.

Aya glanced up at the sound of a man's voice. Her eyes blazed with the fire just yearning to escape her body. "Take me out of here and you'll find out." she growled. She was angry and annoyed. She wanted free. At that moment, one of the other workers walked over to the cage. "She's a fire kid." he said with a shrug before walking off.

The worker's explanation only served to anger Aya more. She was much more than a simple fire kid. She WAS fire. So, she decided to tell him that. "I am not a fire kid. I am fire. Fire is me. We are one." she stated.


Alexander leaned closer to the cage, but jerked back slightly as she spit on him. Kal was about to offer an apology, or explanation, Alexander wasn't really sure which, but he held up a hand to stop the man. He then began laughing. "This one is interesting enough." he took a good look. "What's your name?" he asked after a moment.

Kira looked up at him blankly. Did he seriously think she would answer that question? She started at him, holding back a laugh that wanted to force itself through her lips. It was so...cute that he thought she would give out her name to someone like him. Some monster that just bought her. But, then again, she herself was a monster.

"I'll get the paperwork and let you two bond." Kal watched her for a few seconds. He knew that she hated her name being given out. He could be so very cruel to her and tell her new master her name. But, like teh rest of her masters, her new one would have to find her name out the hard way. It was almost like a test to see if they can handle her.

"Hey, Kid, dont forget my glasses," kira smirked at kal. He had said taht if she was bought she could get them back. he rolled his eyes as he walked off.

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Rory looked at the cage and the girl inside of it. "Sure. I'll let you out." He grinned at her and called for one of the guards. They came with her paperwork and a power shackle within seconds. He signed on the dotten line, gave them the check and took teh small metal band from them. "But, i should warn you, I am looking for a worker. Someone who can keep up with my demands. If you cant do that, I wont send you back. No that's too easy. But what I will do is make your life a living hell. Got it?" he looked at her and waiting a few minutes to let that seep in.

The door to the girls cage was opened and he reached in, sliding the small metal chain around her ankle and making sure it was secure. once it was, he took a step back to let her out. He was close enough that he could grab her if she tried to run.

Aya rolled her eyes. He was so clueless. He obviously knew nothing about fire. Fire was unpredictable. And that was what she was. Unpredictable and dangerous. She found herself being taken from her cage, and led towards the man. Once she was free from the cage, it was as if a weight lifted from her. She momentarily thought that she was capable of summoning her fire again, but she was son proven wrong. Instead, all that she could do was become extremely warm. That was an improvement, sure, but not nearly enough.

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Alexander rolled his eyes slightly. looks like this is gonna be an interesting one... he thought, looking at the woman. Soon enough, Kal returned, holding a clipboard in one hand, and a pair of glasses in the other. He handed the former to Alexander, and the latter to the slave girl. "So, I'm not going to get your name, is that right, Slave?" he asked her, filling out the paper. "Fine then. It's unimportant." he finished filling out the required information, then waited for his new slave to be released.

After she was properly chained, the door to the cage was opened, and Alexander was given a chain, connecting to Slave's neck, where a metal band was tightly attached. He then pulled slightly. "Come on. My brother should be waiting."

When the glasses were offered to Kira she took them quickly and put them on. "Names are somewhat important. They hold power. That's just a power i refuse to give people. Esecially monsters who buy me." She spat at him, glaring as he called her Slave. Fury burned inside of her at that. It was degrading to be called something like that. Something so...demeining.

Kira looked blankly at him when he put a chain around her neck. "I'm not a dog,"She said plainly, glaring at him and standing her ground. The chain was tight around her neck and quite uncomfortable. She tugged on it, trying to take it off. This was even worse than being called a slave. It was rare that people were taken out of here like this. Like an animal instead of a person.


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Rory took the girls arm and started leading her away from the cage and through the halls. He brought her to the front and waited for his brother. A little ways away he saw Alex and his slave, and she did not seem happy at all. Why would she be? He brother was taking her out on a collar. The thought made him chuckle.

"Look on the bright side, I could be like him and take you out of here like a dog or wild animal." Rory told his slave with a slight grin. He noticed that the girls body was warm and frowned. Either she had a fever or was trying to break through her powershackle. Either was possible, but neither was a good thing. He bent down and amped up the restraint level on the metal chain so her powers would be completely in check.

Aya looked at her new master, and sighed. He had a point. At least she still had SOME dignity. She was about to reply, when she felt him fiddle with the settings of the restraint, and felt her body temperature fall back to a relatively normal one. "Come ON!" she growled, pouting. "Don't you want to see what i can do?" she gave him an evil grin.

She then turned, and watched as the other two closed the distance between them. She looked at the other master, and then turned to face the slave. "Hi." she said to her when they stopped beside them.

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Alexander laughed. The girl actually thought that giving him her name would give him more power over her. The mere thought was amusing to the knight. He noticed her anger at being referred to as "Slave", so he decided that it would be her new name, until such time she chose to give him hers. And even then, he didn't know if he would ever call her it. He enjoyed her reaction way too much.

Alexander stopped beside his brother and her slave. "Ready to go, brother?" he asked the elder.

x.x braindeath. and i have to go. i'll add more later