Jaiden POV
I was sitting in a giant basement full of people. They wore the same dirty clothes as me. I'm so terrified, why am I here? Why I don't remember anything? Why I don't know my name? Where's my mom or my dad? Suddenly, I heard someone say Number 38, I flinched hard, I saw that person wearing different clothes than the rest, and clean. I guessed he was a guard? He spoke louder again. I don't understand what he meant by Number 38. Everyone started to look around, and for a while, they stared at me. My eyes went wide as I tried to see which place are they staring at me. And.... my shirt clearly sketches 38. The guard yanked me hard and slap me.
"You brat, when I call number 38, you need to remember that's your number. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" The guard said.
"Yes." I cried.
The guard dragged me, and in front of my eyes, this place is called auction. This means when wealthy people bet any amount of money, the person who bet the highest money will get the object in this stage I'm standing right now. I heard the audience whisper and stared at me.
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen. I'm Dickenson, I'm here to sell you the rarest objects that will bring you fortunes, and slaves." That guy Dickenson said. Everyone applauded. "This kid right here, you can see his eyes, right? His right eye was different than his left eye. As you can see, he can actually be transformed into this big bird right behind my screen.... This kid was really helpful to you. He will listen to your every order." Again, the audience started to whisper.
"Now, shall we start the bet?"
300 million
400 million
410 million
The number keep going up and up, which made me nauseous. And finally, a man in a black suit bet 15 billion. That was a huge amount of money, how can that guy be that rich? The audience was surprised and gasped and looked at him with shocked eyes. As if they never heard that in their life.
"SOLD TO MR. MORIARTY!" Dickenson yelled happily.
As they dragged me to which-place-I-don't-know, suddenly, I saw the guy in a black suit again. I believed his name was Moriarty?
"Hello little one, I'm Moriarty. From now on, I'll be your father." He grinned widely and look behind and said "Start to train him next week." I believe that person behind him is his bodyguard? The bodyguard or whatever he is nodded. What training is he talking about? He turned and looked at me and took me to his car.
While the car was driving, I observed everywhere in the car, I didn't know why but maybe I'm curious..?
"Are you done observing?" I looked at the owner of that voice, it was Moriarty. Before I got a chance to say it, he continue saying it as if he didn't need my opinion. "What's your name?"
"I don't know, sir." My voice was hoarse, but somehow I managed to say it.
"Well, from now on, your name will be Jaiden Moriarty, understand?" He said.
"Yes, sir." I said and nodded.
I saw a huge mansion, yes, totally giant, like a castle..? But I was so exhausted, so I went to sleep slowly to get my tiredness out.
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5 days went so fast. I saw maids who got beaten when they made one tiny mistake or sometimes even got killed. A guard held my hand and dragged me to a place where I saw lots of men fighting each other. I started to get scared, and want to go back to my room. Of course, I can't, the man who held my hand started to get tighter and I started to cry.
All of them, including the man who held my hand, ignored me and started to train me, martial arts, I believe that's what they called when fighting for self-defense or other purposes?, and weapons. Weeks, days, and even months went by, and my hands, body, and face got injured everywhere. I want to escape this place, but I can't. The secure system was really tight, if I made one more wrong move, I'm going to get punished again. I remember when my first 2 weeks of fighting and holding weapons, no rest at all, I escaped the place when I thought everyone was asleep and got caught by a bodyguard who guarded the main door. From there, I got punished by other bodyguards who were given the order from Moriarty. They beat me, starve me till I can't walk anymore, and lastly, they stab my right eye. I yelled and screamed.
I woke up, and gasped for air. I got up from the bed, and tried to walk to get the medicine. I whispered to myself that it was a dream, and it was all in the past. Yes, the dream was my past self, and there were more horrifying things that Moriarty did to me. I always got insomnia, but if the day I can sleep easily, the day I got nightmares to remind me of my past self.
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