Slaves we are not
#1 of slaves we are not
war, blood, violence, freedom, love, hate, anger
Poem of the oppressive hand
They said I was too strong, that my body was to wrong. That I was a tool and not the user. Obey as said and live as best, fight the hand and rest with the dead. There is no chance from where you come, you are the slave to obey as command. You have no life no labels no mind, you operate by what we have said. Your rights are not existence in this land, for the old world burned for these who care.
© Rosa Vivian 2014 All Rights Reserved.
See page 2 for the story and if you would like you character introduced into it please message me in advance. I have 5 spots open in it so far of course there going to be many more and this is just the start.
Chapter 1
As I woke up, I rose quickly grabbing at my silk sheets to wrap them around me. Though burning up from the hot air I was shaking in fear from the dream I just had. Signing I realize that this is my life, scared of losing what little I have. Afraid of going back to that place of darkness, were the air smelled like death and urine. Hearing the screams of others locked away and dried blood coating the bars.
I hate nights like these, pushing my hands down I put myself in a sitting position to look out the window. Staring at the moon and stars far out of reach, I think of Leon and feel a little bit of relief. Without him I could still be there or even had ended up worst off.
Slowly lowering one leg over the edge of my bed and letting my foot rest on the ground the cooling relief of the chilled hardwood floor comforts me. I could lay down on the floor at this point, giggling to myself.
Lowering the other foot, I walk over to the window. Bring my hand over the locks at the top I flip them over and open it up letting the cool air of spring blow in and carry the smell of the flowers.
This world is so old yet there is new life that comes with every seasons, serving the holidays as a maid here as made me realize that people also make new ambition's with the start of every year to try and change their life's. Though some have it so good I wonder why they would try and change it. Sighing, I close my eyes and think of Leon. He also had a new year resolution as he called it. He said he wanted to change the world. When I asked him what he meant he just smiled and said "By saving it". I never found out what he meant by it either.
Shaking my head and smiling I open my eyes. I guess that one of the differing factors between humans and furs. Human never give up, they always want to change and us furs well we are never really given the chance to make a change. Looking at my night stand the clock glows with the time at 4:30 A.m. I guess I better get dress and start getting the house together. I'm awake as it is no since in sleeping any longer.
After getting myself dress and presentable I reached the bottom of the stair case. Looking around I could see that most everything was already tidy and well place. It truly is a pretty house, maybe house is not the right word for it is more of a mansion with several rooms and a party hall. But very much it designs it just seems small and nice. Walking through the archway to the living room I see an empty bottle of wine sitting on the table top.
Looking at it I was confused on how it got there and why. "Rosa" someone whisper from behind me. Yelping a scream, I fall down on the ground, my heart racing and mind blank with fear. Seconds later sitting there frozen and staring at the tiled ground I hear laughing; it was Leon's voice... it was Leon. Pushing myself up from the ground I turn around and glare at Leon.
"What the hell you think you're doing" I yell at him, as he leaning on the arch way arms over gut as he bent over laughing.
"I just came down for an early morning drink scratch that late night I haven't slept yet." He said in between laughs as he wiped away some tears.
Walking over to the couch I sit down and fells like every inch of my body just got 10 pounds heavier. "That was mean you know" I say not wanting to look at him.
"Oh cheer up girly, how many years of you lived here? You should know to watch your back by now" He said as he started to walk towards me. "So why are you up this early you usually sleep till six 0'clock"
"Nothing I just woke up and thought I get a head start" I said. Still refusing to look at him as he sat beside me.
"Oh so working overtime now are we, I'm sorry but we can't have that in this type of business it would drive me bankrupt." He said with another laugh.
Looking over at him I just shake my head a little. "money would do me no good. Furs aren't even allowed in most stores you know that."
"Yes it is such a same then I could have had you do all my shopping for me. Then you be like a real house wife cooking, cleaning, shopping." He says chuckling at his own puns.
"Sorry dearie I'm not your wife." I say getting up and straightening my shirt and skirt out from falling.
"never said you were my wife, I just said you be like a real house wife. You certainly got the bitching down though" He said with another loud obnoxious laugh.
Ignoring his comment "Leon your drunk go to sleep" I say as I walk to the stairs archway to leave.
"Ok, ok I will but" He says as his tone gets very serious. "Rosa tomorrow I need you to go talk to tom and have him speak to me"
"What why me" I say my eyes darting at him.
"Because I think you need to get out of the house for once, Don't you ever get bored of just standing around cleaning the house?" Leon asked leaning his head back his blonde hair covering his face.
"Well... yes but you know I don't like tom. Leon please don...." I was saying before he snapped.
"Ok Rosa I'm not asking you to I demand you do it or else there will be consequence's" Leon yelled
After hearing him yell that I quickly exited the room and went into the kitchen where I choked a bit.
Tom is one of the worst little bastards there are there no way around it. He is a bully and hates everything to do with humans and house servants.
The fact that Leon wants me to go talk to him. I don't understand it, he absolutely hates me and that day. Leon almost killed him that day. What if tom tries to do something similar I may hate him but I wish no one death even if it is their own stupidity.
Sighing again my whole body just feels worn out already. Not to mention my heart is racing a million miles an hour. Maybe I should just sit down for a minute. Walking around the kitchen to the little bar we had I pulled out a Stoll and sat on it.
Laying my head down in my crossed arms I closed my eyes and thought about that day. The day that Tom attacked me and the things he said and just everything.....
The 4th week since I came to live with Leon. I was only 18 then and starting to get comfortable something I never been allowed to do before, Leon asked me to go to the mine quarters and pick up the supply list.
I remember it all so clearly the walk there was great. A brilliantly warm day and there were birds everywhere tweeting and singing. The mine quarters are only half a mile away so it was quick to get there if you went through the flower fields.
That year there were beautiful yellow flowers in bloom and bees flying all around enjoying the flowers as well. Heh I even remember stopping to pick one and when I smelled it a little bee flew out right on top of my nose.
It was so cute but it tickled and made me sneeze, So after sneezing myself to half death and giggling the other half I finally stumbled out the other side where the quarters were at.
The place is mostly made up of furs all working for Leon. Well working is not the most accurate word, Leon owns those workers. There his property so naturally I can see why tom and the others would hate him.
So walking in the air was thick with ash and coal dust and a big yellow fur sat behind a counter staring at me. "Are you Rosa" He hollered out.
After breathing In the air I started to cough "Yes im ro... cuhhh cuhhh"
"All righty cuhhh cuhhh here the supply list for Leon to order" He said with a laugh.
Walking over to him I take it out oh his hthe box he pushed through from his box. "Thank you sir"
"No problem and no need call me sir my name is Paul." He said with a smile.
"Why are you in a box" I asked curiously
Laughing he told me "well see I pay people who deliver products here and just to avoid any robberies of sorts this is a room where no one can get in. Just a precaution you see"
"oh ok thanks, see ya" I say nodding and turning around to leave
Then in the door I came, walked a fur with brown fur cover in coal dust and baggy pants and shirts stained black his eyes blue but red with strain.
"Hey Paul who is this twat" Tom yelled over me
"Tom aren't you supposed to be working she just here to pick up the supply list." Paul said
"Ohhhh I see, So this his is new little toy, What happen to his other one. Did he get bored of her." Tom said mockingly. Taking me aback
"wha... what do you mean" I say looking at him stunned.
"Tom get out of here now" Paul yelled
"Oh he does like them young, Naïve to I guess. Sorry Paul but it time to tell prince here that her life is not going to just be eye candy." He said with such a gross look in his eye. Walking up to me he grab my arm.
"Tom I already told you to get the fuck out of here don't make me come around" Paul yell slamming his fist against the glass.
"Shut up you teddy bear you no more scarier than the mine rats." He said grinning and showing his teeth. Looking back down at me "why your ears go flat against your head trust me leon will do much worst." Grabbing the back of my neck and fur.
Frighten and unsure of what to do I slapped him across the face. Then it all went black, I woke up on the floor and looked over as I heard the gross voice again swearing to the heavens and back. My face felt weird tingly and tight on my right eye and muzzle.
"what happen" I whisper as I pulled myself up.
"Are you alright over there Rosa" Paul shouted over the swearing. Trying to find the voice I looked around the room till I saw Paul pinning tom down onto the ground.
"I think so my face, feels really weird though" I say as I bring my hand up to it. The tip of my nose was wet I mean it usually damp but not wet as I pulled my hand away I saw that blood had stained the white fur on my hands. "Paul I think I'm bleeding, and I am feeling really tired.
"Rosa don't close your eyes" He yelled over tom who words seem like another language. Trying to stand up the room felt off balanced and weird. "Rosa sit down till Leon gets here."
"But if I sent down I will fall asleep" Looking down I see droplets fall off my nose to the ground and a blackish puddle started to form.
Everything went black again at that point. The next time I woke up I was in a hospital and Leon was there. "Rosa are you ok" Feeling really light headed I looked at him and smiled.
"Yes I'm ok, were are we though?"
"we are at a local hospital. You are suffering from a concision." Leon says with a concern look on his face his light blue eyes looking bright in this light. "Do you remember anything Rosa?"
"I remember tom grabbing my arm and saying something bad about you I think, Then I slapped him." I say trying to remember.
"Anything after that"" he asked
"Nothing that I can remember" I tell him
"Alright then, I have to go now Rosa. But don't worry the doctors will take care of you for a little while longer then I'll get you." Leon said letting go of my hand and leaving.
Later that week I returned home and I asked Leon what happen to tom. "Well let's just say he is gonna be laid up in bed for a couple days. The scars he left you will run deep. So I made sure his ran just has deep."
"What do you mean?" I asked looking at him surprised by this side of Leon.
"I mean that the day after he was whipped publicly and sent on bed rest for a week. Rosa please don't think of me bad. But this is the consequences to his action, an eye for an eye." Those lines an eye for an eye. I hate those lines so much. I never wanted him to receive that. Even if he had laid worst onto me.