A Slave by Any Other Name is Still a Slave (Winter 3)(Open)

[Mathias Morea]

One day when he came home from shopping for food, Mathias heard the loud crash of glass braking. Mathias ran inside see Marlana dead, on the floor with her throat cut.
Suddenly he heard the sound of foot steps from the upstairs, only one thought crossed his mind revenge. Quickly he made his way upstairs, stripping on his way up before shifting.He found one man to the left of the top of the stairs and went strait on the offense, which is most likely why he didn't see the thug was had a nice size knife before he could stop himself the thug sliced Mathias' face. Mathias hit the ground and suddenly was attacking,but this time he didn't miss, this time he hit the jugular the thug fell cold, still, dead. Suddenly Mathias felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, then everything went black. Some time later Mathias awoke to a banging noise he looked up to see a man with a billy club the man look down at him and gave and evil smirk before speaking " Welcome to the yard slave." Mathias noticed he was cuffed by his wrist and ankles being hooked together and chained to the floor. due to the fact his arm were behind him he could not change, could not stand, he couldn't do anything but wait. One morning a man walk in and pulled him out of his cell, he along with many others were being taken out into the yard to be put up for sale.

Once Mathias reached the yard he noticed all the people walking around looking to see what new slaves had been brought to the yard some of the slaves seemed sad, but to Mathias this was a chance at a life, a chance at a home. he didn't know why he was brought to the slave yard but he hoped , he prayed he wouldn't die here. As time went on the crowd of people got larger and the bidding for slaves began. Mathias watched as a young boy was sold easily for 100gm. Then a Kelvic girl was bought for 200 gm.As Mathias looked on, the chill of the snow froze him to the core as he notice over half the slaves had been bought and he was running out of time