A childlike silver-haired harpy roamed dark streets, her black horns contrasting against the silvery hair, her wings were pitch black, with no visible blemishes, and she wore expensive white clothes and black shorts with long black boots.
She hummed as she was approached by a shady figure, her demeanor switching to scared girl as she noticed the man.
"Hello there, child. Why are you all alone in these parts of the town? You should know that it is not safe here." A shady looking Lizardman spoke to a small harpy child, its scales were deep red and eyes were sickly green.
The child looked at the lizard man with teary eyes, "Mommy got sick... I was searching for help."
The look that Lizardman gave was disgusting, it was filled with lust and greed.
"Follow me, child, I know someone who can help Kekeke..." Lizardman grabbed the child's arm as it laughed.
"Where are we going, mister ~," The Child asked.
Lizardman didn't look back, but he responded, "To my friends, they will take good care of you."
"Oke~" The child showed no fear as she was led into dark streets; her face showed quite the opposite emotion: pure joy.
"Mister, you are hurting my wrist ~" The child spoke softly.
"Shut up, You want help, don't you?" Lizardman retorted bluntly.
"Yes..." The child smirked.
She was led into what looked like a dark repurposed grain storeroom, cages lined its walls, filled with women of various ages, and moans of pain echoed through the storeroom.
The room was completely dark other than moonlight pushing through the windows.
The child looked at the lizardman. "Sir, I don't like this place..." She attempted to free her hand.
"Silence. It will be your new home. EY BOSS! We got another one!" Lizardman exclaimed.
"New home, you say ~" Her smile disgusted him. children and women did not deserve to smile; they belonged on their knees serving.
"Drop that damned smile." Lizardman flourished its claw before striking the child across the face, however, its claw did not leave a scratch, something that he brushed off as a coincidence.
"OUCH! It hurts sir!"
"Shut up, boss is coming!" Lizardman ordered as a male harpy approached them. he had short black hair and long, curved black horns. He was dressed in black formal wear as if he had just left a noble meeting.
"Great job. But do tell me, where did you find this child?" Harpy knelt before the child, looking into her eyes.
"She was wandering the streets, saying her mother got sick. So I thought we could sell her or keep her for our own use."
"Hmm... Good thinking. Harpy girls are rare on blackwater auctions, and I have never seen one with such pristine black wings. She is beautiful." The boss licked his lips.
"Sir... I do not like how you are talking about me!" Child exclaimed. The boss smiled warmly at her before punching her with all his strength.
The child coughed while gripping her stomach.
"Silence, you belong to Blackwater Cartel now." The man spoke cruelly as he approached the child.
"Ok~ I belong to you. Master ~" The child spoke too calmly, his instincts told him something was wrong.
"Sir, I recommend giving her a test run," Lizardman spoke with visible lust, completely ignoring primal instincts telling him something was wrong.
"Tomorrow, I have business to deal with. Put her in one of the free cages for now. We can train her when the Coek's lieutenants stop watching my every move." Boss ordered.
"Understood, boss. May I be allowed to have first taste?" Lizardman spoke flatly as he set his lustful gaze.
"Do whatever you want, try to not damage her too much." Boss waved before leaving the storeroom.
"You heard your master; let's put you somewhere."
"But... what about Mommy ~"
"She might as well die, I don't give a single shit. Come!" He pulled the girl harshly towards one of the empty cages.
"You seem like some rich brat, I am sure we can sell your clothes separately for the decent chunk," Lizardman spoke as he unlocked the cage. In the next moment, he threw the Silver Haired harpy inside.
"I am gonna be here at sunrise. Oh, how much fun I will have! Stay quiet; otherwise, we will kill your dear mommy." Lizardman cackled as he made his way out of the storeroom, doors closed behind them, leaving the Silver-haired child stuck in a cage.
"They got a new one... huh." A tired female voice could be heard from one of the cages.
"It's unfortunate it was Blackwater Cartel that caught you. They aren't gentle when training slaves to sell. I have been 'Trained' for months, and yet they say I am not ready to be sold..." She spoke, her voice weary and on the verge of breaking.
"Miss! Don't worry I will endure ~" The Child spoke casually, as if she hadn't been kidnapped to be sold.
"That's what we all thought. You may have the will to resist now, but it is not worth it; just do whatever they say..." Another voice echoed from the darkness.
"Would you like to have some sweet, sweet vengence~" The new child spoke, unconcerned for her circumstance.
"Don't you get it! Even if we escape, they will capture us again." The woman's exasperated voice echoed; she tried her best to convince the new child not to resist.
"I get it well hehe~" The child approached her cage door, and in the next moment the metal crunching sound echoed.
"Are there any humans here?" The child asked.
"No. Humans are killed on sight." The Woman answered, surprising her shock from hearing the loud noise of metal being bent.
A quiet hum could be heard from the new slave's cage.
"That makes it easier." A creaking of metal reverberated through the dark room.
"I have a plan, and you will all assist me, won't you?" The child spoke, and yet nobody deigned to answer.
"Not like you have a choice. I will tell them you spoke badly about them ~" The Child threatened.
"YOU WOULDN'T DARE!" The same woman shouted.
"Then cooperate, oke? You know full well I will tattle to obtain lighter punishment from our masters. ~" The child teased as she approached.
"No. You will get us all killed." The woman resisted; others were too weak to speak. And yet, it did not matter, the plan did not hinge on their consent.
"This will be so fun hehehe~" The child giggled maniacally as she used [Command].