My life was a torment, I can''t even tell you my name because I didn''t have one not that Had abusive parents... I did but that''s not why I don''t have a name its because they sold me to a warlord stating that " At least you''ll be good for something" as they left, and no one thought to give me one. I don''t speak but I can just never had anything to say and staying silent never got me beaten but making noise has. In a way I was lucky I lost city parents and was now under one of the less shitty warlords who ill just call lord as he doesn''t tell anyone his name except his captains and they cant even use it, but onto why he''s better than abusive parents...training...he has the best-trained soldiers in the region even keeping up with the Marines and spec ops soldiers that show up on occasion and the training starts in childhood thus why he bought me and the others. Yes, he bought more than just one child, I was told he got the ideas from a video game and books called Halo.
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The first month was the hardest, the others did better because they were older but as the training got more difficult the second they slowed down, but my body adapted as it harder and harder, things seemed to just fall together for me. the third-month being obstacle courses designed to help develop high-speed problem solving, improve reaction time, and gage tactics in real time, ending in us going to classes on strategy, QEC, teamwork, and traditional martial arts and yes more than one but focusing on combinations but the most surprising was sword combat. To balance us out we also had regular classes in math, science, chemistry, and biology with the focus on combat aspects, I learned fast so as to not die fast and in no time I was ahead of the others which made me no friends a I learned later when some of them ambushed me one night, I won but it was difficult and I ended up killing two of the six with the others had broken bones. My third month ended with the public torcher and execution of the oldest and instigator of my attack he was seventeen. In no way was I squeamish as I''ve killed before and will again, but the fact that I killed the two oN ACCIDENT SICKENED Me more than words can describe and thus I trained so hard so I would never kill without it being my decision, on purpose and never again an accident.
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Two and a half weeks later I turned eleven and the biggest change was that I now had better and privet instructors instead of with the others, which I was thankful for because the attempts on my life didn''t stop just got better hidden like poison or traps. the new instructors were outsiders and much more skilled than the previous teachers and my training doubled in intensity again and I was loving it. I eventually moved on to stealth, muscle control, and assassination as well as things that related to them, one of which I didn''t expect...fashon. I trained so hard that I started scaring the instructors but was left to my pace as I wasn''t neglecting there training.
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Its been a year and Im now twelve, but somthings happend lord is nervous and scard, its putting everyone on edge the hole week untill a rich girl showed up with the army she called "bodyguards" and had the lord bow to her and escorted into the lords estate almoste two hours later a man ran up to me and gave me the news... id been soled agen, I dont know why but I had an intence pain in my chest like I had swallowed a rock and started cyring and just stood there staring at him stuned the information thrue your head over and over agen "youve been sold" I dont know why but it hert..so.much...This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it
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It turns out the girl I''d been sold to was the daughter of a CEO of a large company named Sophia (the girl not the company) and Jonathan, I was to be her personal bodyguard and take a bullet for her if need be, I''m not kidding that''s literally what my job description, and to make it look legal they had one of his employes adopt me and have me be an unofficial attendant in training and to play the roles I learned social decorum and how to be an attendant. I adjusted fast on the job and eventually learned to anticipate her needs, it was odd to work for someone the same age as me, especially since she was so dull I mean she knew a lot of stuff but she didn''t use it, as well as being stuck up to the point that I had to beat several people that tried to hit her, I made sure to not leave marks on them like bruises, no evidence.
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I''ve passed my fifteenth birthday, my hair grew to my waist and I''m taller about 5''3" in my time working I''ve stopped three kidnappings targeting Sophia and an assassination on Johnathan. I''m going to school with Sophia to guard her, at her request. The other students think I like her and that''s why I follow her, works for me but her attitude makes me sick at moments thou shes not bad to look at I wouldn''t agree to a relationship with her. A female student confessed to me and Sophia started crying and yelling incoherently at her that I was hers, I didn''t think she would start telling others that she had a slave like that but people seemed to ignore it and accept that I was property, my chest started hurting again and I felt weak like never before. that night she told me to help her change, I immediately called a maid as if I hadn''t heard her.
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I wish I was anywhere but here, Sophia is asking me to be her lover and yes that''s how she said it not will you go out with me or will you be my boyfriend ''lovers'' is what she asked to be I shook my head no, she started to cry and stormed out of my room. soon after I was on the run... she told the the guards to kill me in my sleep they dident survive past the foot of the bed I didn''t understand what was happening I assumed it was a hit or kidnapping attempt so I immediately searched for Sophia, to say she was surprised wold be an understatement she actually asked how I was alive then told the gaurds to shoot me I killed them fairly easily which left her stuttering to spare her, I left the mansion because knew she wold still try to kill me.
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I''m seventeen now and I have been working as mercenary and occasionally a freelance assassin all while having an eight million dollar bounty on my head after killing anyone sent to kill me but when your against an entire PMC that''s well trained or ex-military your bound to slip up but I made it hard and not worth it by killing half of them, assassinating there CEO and board, as well as causing so much damage to equipment and buildings why past what my bounty cost. I slipped up and walked into a trap, the building I was going to demolish was brought down on my head before I made it to the stares. They searched through the rubble and when they found me I was too injured to escape, they called someone over which was Sophia she looked so smug you could practically taste it on the air. she was about to talk and gloat when I put a bullet in her head from the pistol I was concealing and was immediately filled with lead my last and first words in this life "worth it!!" as the world darkened.