{Icyvon, Wintergrave mountain}
....
Rattle! Rattle!
Chains rattled with each step.
"AM SO HUNGRY."
Walking among the crowd of slaves, guards and escorts. Was a young man not less than 17 years of age, though from his appearance, he looked nothing like it.
Body so small and shaped like a skeleton. His body were more of bones and less of meat, he had dark circles under his very dark brown eyes.
His skin looked rough and badly maintained. One look at him will tell you this guy's skin, knows no cream.
With bruises all over him and his hands and legs chained, he staggered forward on top the snowy mountain with the other slaves.
*Rumble*
Star's stomach growled.
Star hadn't eaten anything in the pass two days. His stomach had been making funny noises since yesterday.
'well, it always making funny noises but yesterday's own was different.'
It was one of the serious ones.
INTENSE HUNGER.
Star had an urge to eat something, anything.
Foooo!
The cold wind blew.
Star's body suddenly shuddered.
"It so c–c–cold."
The cold wind made all the slaves take a brief pause, not just Star.
"MOOVE YOUR ARSES!"
Shouted one of the soldiers who were taking Star and the other slaves up the mountains.
He wore a huge silvery–white sweater with furs on top.
Inside, he was dressed in the military uniform of the Sun Kingdom Empire.
Obsidian black robe, an insignia at his left chest which had a frame of two swords crossed embedded on it, signifying he was a soldier of the Sun Kingdom Empire.
He rode a horse covered in black armour at the front.
Neighhh!
The man stroke his horse and pushed forward.
"Men," Star exclaimed silently to himself."Look at that horse."
Star glanced at the horse.
Looking at the well built horse, he thought to himself.
'only the Gods know the amount of milk and food fed to that thing, such strong bones and plumpy....."
"Meat."
The word left his mouth.
Star suddenly felt his hunger intensify.
He stared at the horse, his mouth salivating. He shook his head trying to get the thought of meat out of his head.
Rattle! Rattle! Rattle!!
Still staggering on his feet, he looked around. It wasn't just the horse that was well-built. Not including the soldiers, all other horses were the same as well.
Smooth skin and muscles bulging.
Star looked down at himself.
Darkened dry skin.
Not a single muscle, barely any meat.
He stared at his scarred hands and tattered clothes and then he looked around.
The Slaves.
Most of the slaves were like him.
Thin, weak and hungry.
Only the recently brought slaves from last week faired better.
"Ahh."
Star's feet hit the ground under the snow and he stumbled on his feet, nearly falling to the ground.
Steadying his feet, he began walking.
'i should be careful', he warned himself. ' I can't afford to be dis—'
Thump!!
*Snow splashes*
Star's thoughts were disrupted by a loud bang sound, that erupted behind him.
He suddenly froze and then turned.
"Ack–Ack–Ack... I can't..."
Star's gaze met a boy who was stumped to the ground behind him, though there was quite the distance between him and the boy.
You had to pass a few other slaves behind him to reach the young child.
The boy had dry almond skin, thick black hair, midnight black eyes and wore tattered clothes of a typical slave.
'He shouldn't be more than 12 years, maybe eleven.'
His thoughts were once again disrupted by a shout.
"Nael!", Shouted a little girl beside the young boy who was chained together with a different slave at the front.
'the girl seems close to the boy, I think.'
She had porcelain skin, jet black hair in ancient asian style, she had dark shades underneath her black eyes.
"I can't.", Said the little boy.
"What is it!!," Shouted one of the soldiers.
Seeing that the soldier wasn't riding a horse but instead walked like the rest of them, Star guessed that the man must be a soldier of low rank.
The soldier was slightly shorter than an average man, bulky, glossy brown eyes and thick blue hair.
The soldier cast his gaze at the front to look at the slave who lay on the snowy ground crying.
He walked towards the miserable slave, holding a whip.
Stopped in front of the little boy, raising his whip and said,
"You wretched piece of shit, move your ass! Or will make you"
Silence.
*Whip*
The soldier whipped the young child.
"Argh!"
The boy didn't move.
"You are being stubborn huh, I will show you." raising his whip again, he said.
"LET ME HUMBLE YOU."
Whip! Whip! Whip! Whip!....
The little boy was whipped several times and yet, he didn't move, he only cried.
"Mommy....Daddy..save me," the boy muttered softly under his breath with tears flowing down his cheeks.
Star stared at this scene with an indifferent expression. He had experienced these kinds of scenes so many times that it no longer bothered or made a difference to him.
He had even experience it personally, I mean which slave hasn't? When he first became a slave this kind of situation had occurred several times.
Seeing that the little boy refused to move, the low rank soldier resorted to kicking, kicking and whipping, not bothering with the little boy's state or condition.
"I can't...I can't...I ca–n't..."
It was not that the little boy refused to move, he just couldn't. That was why he collapsed, he was barely keeping himself conscious. Tired and hungry, his body refused to work.
He felt like he was dying.
After a short while, a few soldiers dismounted from their horses after hearing the endless sound of whips and cries.
Many soldiers felt hatred and burning rage towards the little slave.
Making them waste time in the extreme cold. They held unto their sweaters and folded their arms.
Only one military soldier walked out towards the boy, she was a female.
Blonde hair.
Eyes as beautiful as the ocean.
Skin clearer than any white cloud in the sky.
Her face bore the innocence of a sweet child. Her figure sculpted by the best sculptor.
She was a like a fairy.
Glamorous.
She was very beautiful even though she was wearing a military uniform.
She walked with grace, like a true noble, because....
SHE WAS...