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Chapter 4: You're free

There was a sound of a clean swift cut that easily cut through cloth. My eyes widened as one of the straps holding up the rags covering me slipped off my shoulder. Immediately, I grasped the cloth pulling it up, but only to have it released seconds after as a small gash opened on my hand.

"Not so fast…" The man leered as he looked down at me. His eyes wandered up and down as his grin grew. He leaned forward to whisper in my ear, "Such fair skin… unscarred, not tainted…" I turned my head away not wanting to be touched by him, "I'm sure I'll fetch a good price for your body…"

The man released my hair and grasped my chin, making me look in to his eyes.

"Don't touch me…" I barely managed to whisper. His hand moved down, trailing his fingers from my neck to my waist, his fingers tightly grasped my hip as he pulled me closer, "Get away from me…" I shut my eyes. "Stay away…"

The man snickered at me.

"…no…" I whimpered, "No!"

I was dropped to the ground suddenly, as the man was thrown against the cell doors. As quickly as I tried to catch my breath, I tried to process what occurred. A small breeze brushed past me and out to the open door.

I pulled myself off the dirt covered floor and turned to the other children, "We have to hurry," I told them as I pulled out a collection of keys from the man's coat pocket.

Unlocking each cuff, I quickly led the children through the dark halls, looking for other people. But as I walked, I noticed a strange vibration moving through the ground and there was an unusual dampness to the air.

And strangely, it seemed that it was only children and young females on the boat. No elderly or the children's parents weren't on board.

"Oi! They went this way!"

"Catch them!"

I gasped and turned to see shadows coming from another hallway. I quickly looked around the halls and rushed the kids over to an large empty cart.

"Hurry," I placed the kids in there, "Stay here and don't-"

"Don't make any sounds,"

My eyes widened and I turned around to the voice. But there was no one there or around me.

"What…" Shaking the thoughts out of my head, I closed the covers and picked up a wooden cane on the ground before heading down the hall.

Pushing myself up against the wall of the turn, I took a deep breath hearing someone's footsteps quickly rushing towards me. As each step came closer, my chest felt tight and constricted and the sound of my heart beats began to echo throughout me. The whip marks on my back burned from the sweat. Then just as the head of the figure came out from the corner, I stepped forward and swung at the man shutting my eyes.

There was a clear sound of a man being hit followed by a thud. Opening my eyes, I stared at the unconscious man and quickly rushed passed him.

After running through what seemed like and endless maze, I came to a set of stairs leading to a hall where a soft wind brushed my damaged skin causing me to flinch. In disbelief, I took steady but long steps towards the blinding light. The closer I began to come to what seemed like freedom, I began to pick up my pace quickly. Stepping out in to the bright world, I shield my eyes and I was hit was a heavy gust of wind and the smell of salt.

My eyes widened, for I stood on the wooden floor. In my view, miles and miles of clear blue waters moved past me by a slow pace. My heart stopped as I felt the last of my hope shattered.


I gasped and turned to the man. His grin plastered on his face as if he's saying it was his victory. He took slow steps towards me.

"This is why you shouldn't get your hopes up," he sneered as I back away in fear, "Now, I have to punish you again." He said taking another step forward.

"D-Don't-" I whimpered stepping away, "D-Don't come any closer…"

The man raised an brow at me and smirked, "Or what?"

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. Standing there in fear, I slowly felt the strength vanish from my legs and lose feeling. I was completely lost now, I had no idea what to do or how to act. Everything now was a dead end.

I was snapped out of my daze with a sharp yank to my hair as I was forced to look at the dreadful man. Still holding his smirk, he chuckled.

I was thrown down to the ground and kicked in the stomach multiple times. Still unable to fully recover from the shock, I have pinned down on to the ground with my hands over my head and the man looming over me.

With his free hand, he grasped the rags on my shoulder and the silent air filled with the sound of ripping cloth. My eyes widened in fear, causing the man laughed.

"What- wait- stop it-"

"Why should I?" he asked still laughing, "I'm punishing you."

He held a lock of my hair between two fingers and kissed it lightly.

"I'm going to make sure you'll never go against me…" He snickered and leaned forward, putting his lips on my neck. I let out a small whimper and began struggling against him.

"Stop… please… I-"

I was cut off with a sharp slap, my head facing the side as tears spilled.

"Shut up." He growled, "A slave should be silent."

I let out one last whimper before my eyes shut tightly, tears started to well up feeling disgusted with the man's actions. My body shook completely in fear.

"Help…" I thought and then in a hushed voice, "Sinbad…"

Then, as if on cue, the weight of the man was off of me and I felt another presence come to my side.

"Hey! Are you okay?"

Opening my eyes, I met Sinbad's gold eyes.

"Sin…bad…?" Tears began to well up in my eyes.

Sinbad draped a cloth over me, "Sorry I'm a little late…" He told me. My eyes widened and I threw my arms around his neck. I held on tightly shaking my head.

"But, you still came…" I whispered.

I felt Sinbad hold me close and pat my head, "Yeah…" he told me. "Now…" He got up and walked towards the man, "What should I do to you?" He grinned darkly cracking his knuckles.

The man cowered in fear and let out a shriek passing out after.

After the man and his followers were tied up and locked in the cell, Sinbad freed the other children and women. We were set to reach the closest dock in a few hours. I sat on the floor leaning against the wall, my eyes laid on the ceiling.

Everything felt as if it was a dream and my mind still seemed to refuse to believe it.


Snapping out of my thoughts, I turned my savior.


He smiled and pulled out a key for the cuff. When the cuffs finally came off they hit the floor clanging in to each other sending a hollow echo through the hall.

"Remember this sound, Asha."

"A…sha?" I questioned.

"Yeah, your new name, it means Hope." Sinbad told me getting up, "Now, Asha," He put his hand out to me, "Let's go. You're free."

A soft smile formed on my lips and I reached out taking his hand.

"Yeah, Sin."