《The Slaveking》


 Chapter one: The beginning

    Mikael Woke up confused, he looked around and could not recognize where he was. All around him were  children and old men in ragged dirty clothes, but he couldn¡¯t see any women. The last thing he remembered was saving is little brother.


    First i need to find out where i am. Mikael thought as he looked around. He tried to speak with the old man next to him, but he only looked confused and said something in a language Mikael could not understand. It was a  language that he never had heard before.


    He knew some phrases and curse words in many different languages, but none of them sounded like this.


    A bell started ringing suprising him, he watched every person around him starting to move towards the door, Mikael decided to follow while trying to figure out were he was.


    He started to look around the room and saw beds made of straw and filthy quilts, his mind was raising were am i? what has happened to my brother? this almost seem like a refugee camp.


    Suddenl he heard shouting, and outside the room he saw a tall ugly muscular man, in shiny armour with evil eyes shouting to the people walking out of the room with him.


    Mikael could see the fear in the eyes of everyone around him as they scurried to form a line.


    He was looking at what was going on around him, trying to figure out what was happening, when suddenly he felt a burning sensation on his back and fell with one knee to the ground.


    He looked back to see the same ugly man with the evil eyes looking at him holding a whip. Mikael didn¡¯t have time to stand up before another hit with the whip landed on his back and his vision bacame blurry.


    The evil looking ugly man started shouting.


    The old man he had tried to talk to before, came running to help him back on his feet,  then he guided him towards the others who already stood in line.


    The group of people started to walk in a line and Mikael was held up by the old man as they followed from behind.


    After around 30 mins of walking the group stopped, after looking around Mikael saw a big mine and people with baskets full of rock exiting the mine while people with empty baskets entered the mine. The people all around him were given a basket and mining tools.


    While looking at the pick in his hand, he realized they were all slaves, and his hand holding the pick was somehow different it was smaller and rougher.


    What is happening? yesterday i woke up in my own bed, today i woke up in a different body, in a slave camp. Somewhere nobody understands me or i them. Mikael thought as he was starting to feel dizzy and fell on another youth that quickly pulled him up.


    He couldn¡¯t wrap his head around the change in his life. Before he woke up, he was a normal sixteen year old boy, living in a peaceful country with a loving family. Today he was in a younger boys body, a slave who coulden¡¯t communicate and didn¡¯t know anything.


    He was pushed down the mine by another man wearing armour, shouting something Mikael couldn¡¯t understand.


    Mikael started working, he knew if he didn¡¯t work he wouldn¡¯t eat, he might not even live through the day. He started hacking on the wall and picking up rocks trying to calm his min and think.


    Escape, that was Mikaels plan, but he didn¡¯t know anything about where he was, what he needed was information. Their language, he needed to learn their language.


    Another bell rang and the people walked out of the mine, so Mikael followed, as before the people was lining up. Not wanting to repeat what had happened earlier, he quickly got in line with the others.


    The line of people was each given a wooden bowl including him. They were all going towards a tent for food, he saw a fat man serving everyone somekind of mash. When Mikael got his bowl with mash he decided to sit close to and listen to the other slaves talk, trying to grasp something.


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    He was sitting there listening, when the bell rang again.


    Everyone gave back their bowl and started moving towards the mine. Mikael quickly ate the whole bowl of mash thinking, five minutes is all we get to eat this awful shit. Then he followed all the others into the mine to continue working.


    Mikael decided moved closer to the slaves in the mine, trying to listen to them speaking while he hacked away at the wall and picking up rocks. This continued to nightfall, then the group of slaves walked back to the slave camp, before getting one last meal out of the same mash and a piece of some kind of hard bread.


    Back at the slave camp Mikael continued to listen to the other slaves talking, this continued day after day, week after week. Finally he could understand somethings but he couldn¡¯t yet speak the language.


    After months of working in the mines listening to the slaves, he had learned that they were all taken as prisoners of war. The young boys and the old men were taken to work in the mines, the stronger men was taken to something called the pit. In the pit they would fight each other for the enjoyment of the rich and wealthy nobles. The women was taken as slaves to be sold as whores, and the pretty ones to pleasure the high ranking members of the military and the wealthy nobles.


    The country he was taken from was called Earthland, and was envied by many countrys for all their natural resources. The kindom of Abolein known for their military might was on of them, and where he found himself at this moment.


    Months of gathering information had served him well, he had also learned the mine was a copper mine. Anyone who found a ore would be rewarded with something they wanted, it cold be food wine women or something else.


    He knew that copper salts makes a bluish green color in humid climates, so he went deeper in the mine and found what he was looking for, he then ran outside to one of the guards.


    The guard shouted ¡°what are you doing outside the mine you filthy slave¡° Mikael looked up with a slightly bowed head and said ¡°come¡° and gesticulated for the guard to follow and ran back inside the mine.


    The guard was clearly irritated, but followed anyway and when Mikael showed him the ore, a smile appeared on the guards face and he was clearly happy, as he also would benefit from Mikaels find.


    After the find was reported. Mikael was called to the office of the mine overseer, as he entered he saw a ugly short fat man sitting at the table eating a feast for at least ten people.


    Mikael couldn¡¯t hide is hunger when he smelled the food infront of him, The fat old man looked at him saying ¡°Do you want some food? Or do you want something else?¡° Mikael was almost drooling over the food, but what he needed wasn¡¯t food he was in need of something else and said ¡°book¡°


    ¡°you want a book? Not food or women?¡° the fat man asked.


    ¡°yes, book¡° Mikael replied.


    ¡°You don¡¯t say much hmm, well you can pick any book on those shelves¡° The fat man said while pointing towards some shelves filled with books.


    He then went to pick out a book, any book would do, but he picked one of the thickest books turned around bowed and said ¡°thank, you¡°


    The fat man looked at him threw a chicken leg, or something that looked like a chicken leg on the floor and said ¡°you can have that if you eat it from the floor like a dog¡° and started laughing.


    Mikael looked at the meat and felt his hunger before he could say no, he was already on the floor eating. As he ate he could hear the fat man laughing and calling him names.


    Mikael thought to himself, soon You will die, and I will be the one laughing.

 Chapter two: The general

    After Mikael was finished eating and left, he felt his stomach turn and the feeling of  humiliation washed over him like a tidal wave, but he was exhausted and hungry after only eating two meals of mash each day.


    He was planing to read the book as soon as he returned to the slave camp, but first he had to work, and the guards brought him back to the mines.


    When it was time to return to the camp he was excited and couldn¡¯t wait to start reading the book he had gotten from the short fat overseer.


    A few days passed and Mikael could now understand most of what people said, and had no problem keeping a conversation going. He was lucky picking that particular book, as it was on military strategy and orders, the book also pictured the differrent situations any military commander could find themselves in.


    It was easier to learn whit pictures and descriptons than just text.


    After he had learned the language he had heard from the other slaves that captured with them was a retired general from the Earthland kingdom. Mikael planed to have him teach him fighting and everything else he could learn after he became more proficent with the language.


    A week passed with Mikael reading the book, and was now almost fluent in their language, luckily he had learned that they only spoke one language in all the countrys in the continent. He was ready to seek out the retired General to ask him for help, Mikael had decided that the next day he would find him and ask him for help.


    After Mikael had discovered the copper ore, he got some leeway with the guards and didn¡¯t need to work as hard as the rest. The guards were hoping the next time he found a ore he would choose them to deliver the news.


    He went looking for the general and found him deeper in the mine working. The general looked like a old begger with white dishelved dirty hair and beard and defeated eyes.


    ¡°Esteemed general of Earthland, my name is Mikael and before I was captured by the soldiers of Abolein I was a citizin of Eearthland and would like your help¡° Mikael spoke hoping for the general to help.


    The general looked at him and answered ¡° Here we are neither esteemed general or a citizin of Earthland, but slaves. What can a slave help you with¡° looking interested in what Mikael needed help with.


    ¡°Very well, then i would like you to train me in the art of combat ¡° Mikael said Looking at the general.


    ¡°Why should i teach you what do i get out of it?¡° The general asked.


    ¡°I will give you half a piece of my bread, and I will do your work for you.¡° Mikael replied looking at the general.


    The general looked back at Mikael and said ¡°Ok for the half a piece of bread and my work I will gladly teach you¡°


    The negotiations was finished, Mikael gave him the peice of bread and started working and by lunch he was finished with the generals work. After lunch the general kept his word and started to train him.


    The general explained everything very in-depth to him, telling him how to train.


    The rest of the day Mikael practiced the way the general had explained and by the time the day was over Mikael was more exhausted then ever before. I need to find a method were I don¡¯t need to do my share of the work. I¡¯ll find a new ore tomorrow and ask the overseer to just let me find ores. Mikael thought before leaving for the slave camp.


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    In the morning of the next day Mikael walked to the overseers office followed by a guard, the guard entered the office and came out telling him ¡°the overseer will see you¡°


    He then entered the office and explained to the overseer if he gave him a month to find another ore and in that time he would not need to work. If he failed to deliver the ore within the time limit, he would accept any punishment the overseer wanted. The overseer agreed to Mikaels request, he then walked to the mine to find the general and start with his training.


    Mikael had already located anoher ore on his way to find the general, when he saw the general he walked over gave him a piece of bread and started working. As he was working the general explained the difference stages.The first stage was  his Foundation, without a strong foundation nothing else he did would matter.


    ¡° After watching you yesterday I have decided before I teach you anything, we need to build your foundation¡° The general said with a serious expression.


    ¡°And how would we do that?¡° Mikael questioned.


    You will keep working the mine, but you will be wearing the basket while you do and for each day we will weigh it down¡° The general answered.


    Everyday for a month Mikael would work the mine and everyday the basket got weighted down with heavier and heavier stones, to help build his foundation.


    One month passed and the general was happy with Mikaels progression and told him ¡°Now its time to sculpt your body. Are you interested in being strong, unmovable and powerful, or are you more the fast, agile and flexible type?¡°


    Mikael answered without thinking ¡°fast and agile¡°


    ¡°Ok¡° The general said with a smile


    The second stage was Body Refining, sculpting his body to match his style of fighting. For a year The general trained him with dual swords to best enhance his new fighting style. Of course no slave would be allowed a sword, so they trained with sticks.


    A young boy looking to be around fifteen years old, was standing with two sticks moving around inside the mine. He looked skinny, but under his clothes, every muscle had become toned with defined lines, his muscle gave the feeling that it contained explosive power like a fierce leopard. His facial features was very handsome, disguised under the dirty exterior and his green eyes was as clear as jade.


    The general was more then happy with Mikaels progress, He looked at Mikael and said ¡°The last thing I will teach you is awarness. After this it is all up to you to gain the right experience and better yourself¡°


    The third stage was awareness a way of clearing his mind to be aware of anything around you, and Mikael grasped it in just a month of silent meditation.


    This last year he hadn¡¯t only trained with the general he had studied the book he had recived from the overseer so much that even in his sleep he dreamt of battles.