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Pain surged throughout my body every time the truck jumped. The only sounds were the groans of pain from the others that were chained down with me. I couldn't tell how many of us there were thanks to the blindfold, which was probably just redundant since they kept the back in pitch darkness. My body jerked and I winced when I heard cry out in pain from being thrown into the wall as the truck slammed on brakes. We were all too scared to even breathe when the sound of a door slamming shut broke through the quiet darkness. I heard someone talking behind me so I placed my ear on the wall to listen in on the conversation.

“What did you catch for me this time Wild's?" I heard one ask as they patted the outside of the vehicle.

“Good load today boss, boys put up quite a fight. They should catch a fine price" the other, who I guessed was Wild's, replied.

I ignored the rest and gritted my teeth in anger. We weren't meant to be sold. They forced us into slavery over 300 years ago when we almost exterminated them and erased all traces of their existence.

They considered us monsters for it, but we had no other choice. We struggled to survive their constant raids on our settlements. They destroyed our homes, stole our crops and livestock, and slaughtered us by the thousands. Every attempt at peace was readily ignored and we turned to our only option…The Purge.

We amassed an army and began a campaign to eradicate the enemy of humanity in what was called the 'March of Retribution'. We stormed their villages and killed every single one of them. It went well for a while until they retaliated with a military force that greatly outnumbered our own. Sword and spear met claw and fang in a violent war that the beast kin were quickly winning. Our once great army was decimated and forced to surrender.

The human race was given an ultimatum, serve the beast kin or be wiped out. Our leaders chose the former and that's when they started rounding up any human's they could find and putting them in chains.

This has put me where I am now. 352 years later and nothing has changed. They attacked my village and killed my family while putting any able bodied men in shackles and forcing them into cages like animals. Kind of ironic really since our enslavers resembled actual animals.

The back doors opened and I heard our captors start pulling us out. I felt a furry paw grab my arm and pull up. I felt myself leave the floor as I was thrown out of the truck before hitting the ground with a thud. I was lifted to my feet rather harshly and left to stand there without a clue as to what was happening.

I was pushed forward and began walking in that direction when I felt the chains start moving. The rocks and dirt stung my bloody feet with each step until it changed to freezing metal that chilled me to the bone.

“Stop" A voice shouted as we ceased any motion for fear of punishment. The blindfold was removed and I was blinded, once again, by the bright lights that hit my eyes. I adapted to the intensity quickly and saw one of the wolf beast kin standing over us with a whip in his hands.

“Move" he gestured with the whip as we were directed to a door on the opposite side of the room. Hundreds of cages greeted us and, one by one, we were placed into the iron boxes. My cuffs and chains were removed the guard shoved me into the empty cell and locked it behind him. The cage was completely bare, except for a slab of metal on the wall and a hole in the corner.

'…Cozy.' I sat on the metal counter and sighed.

'I'm cold, tired, and hungry…not exactly my idea of a vacation getaway'.

I turned to see another guard running a nightstick across the bars.

“Eat up." He threw a packet full of green slime through the bars and walked away. I looked at the sorry excuse for food for about 5 minutes before I left my bed and picked it up from the floor. I ripped the top off and lifted it to my lips.

I had to force myself to choke it down and breathed a sigh of relief when the last few drops slid down my throat.

'Tastes like stale ass' I thought as I tossed the packet into the corner, and away from me. I sat back on the bed and put my back against the wall. The guard returned with the kin that I saw after the blindfold was removed. He looked to be in perfect physical condition and his pristine grey fur had a sort of shine to it. Those piercing yellow eyes were unnerving as they seemed to freeze me to the spot.

“Welcome to my shop human, my name is James but you will refer to me as sir…I hope the accommodations are to your liking." I could hear the amusement in his voice.

“All its missing is the little mint on the pillow" I replied sarcastically as his eyes narrowed and the smirk he wore was replaced with an angry frown.

“I will you let that slide since you don't know how things work around here." He stepped back and held up his hand.

“This is where you will stay until you are sold." He returned his arm to his side and placed his muzzle against the cage.

“You will not speak unless spoken to. You will refer to us as your superiors and will show no disrespect towards any beast kin; that means no back talk, no eye contact, or disobeying an order. Are we clear?"

I refused to acknowledge him as I turned to face the wall across from me.

“Resist all you want human; I promise that you will break…they always do." He walked off and left me to the loneliness of the cell.

'Keep believing in that illusion asshole, I will never break by your hands' I thought with confidence as I raised my eyes to the night sky through the barred window.

“Angele Dei, qui custos es mei, Me tibi commissum pietate superna Hac nocte illumina, custodi, rege, et guberna…Amen." I muttered an ancient prayer of a long forgotten time, in hopes of some divine being coming to guide me to freedom. I vowed to myself that I will escape and destroy the beast kin to avenge my family and the entire human race.

All the lights suddenly shut off and left the holding room in pitch black darkness except for the soft moonlight that broke through the window.

'We will prevail…and take back our freedom.' This was my final thought before the exhaustion won and I slowly let my eyes fall and my consciousness guide me to a dreamless slumber.

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The phrase I used near the end was a Latin translation to the 'Angel of God' Prayer (Angel of God, my guardian dear, to whom his love commits me here;ever this night be at my side, to light and guard, to rule and guide. Amen.)