Shadow Slave

Sunny stared at Caster with a grim expression. Despite the amiable smile and reassuring voice, he knew what the handsome Legacy was doing.

He grew up in the outskirts, after all.

Caster had said "I will help you."

But what he actually meant was "I will own you."

Because there was no better leverage than a gruesome secret. This help of his was going to come at a price.

But what choice did Sunny have, really? Unless he was ready to fight and kill Caster right there and then, thus silencing the only witness of his crime forever, he couldn't refuse.

Plus… what Caster thought was going to happen and what would really happen was not as set in stone as it seemed. As long as Sunny was alive, there was hope of turning things around, somehow.

He just had to get through this, one step at a time.

Sunny forced out a smile.

"Thank you, Caster. I won't… won't forget it."

Then, he glanced at the dead body lying at his feet and took a step back, escaping the quickly growing puddle of blood. His face remained calm, but a small, almost imperceptible shiver ran through his body.

"So… what do we do now?"

The proud Legacy lingered, then said in a solemn tone:

let anyone see you like this. Wait here for

anywhere near Harper, but Caster

"And then what?"

Caster hesitated.

rid of the body. But… it won't be easy to do without being noticed, if not by slum rats, than by

crowd of people? But no. Having Sunny in his pocket would benefit Caster more than getting rid

to keep an eye

sighed and sat on the floor, resting his back

everything in comforting darkness. Of course, he could still see the bloodied body lying motionless on the stones beside

were still open,

am… I am stuck with you forever,

knew that a new shadow had joined the silent ranks of every

he could

Time slowly crawled.

prying eyes and waste a lot of time conversing with people who constantly

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young man he had killed, Sunny smiled darkly and listened to what kind of excuse the Legacy would come up with to account for his

rain

it, Sunny was always reminded

story was more mundane than tragic. A trivial story of unfortunate people living hard and bitterly in

the numerous maintenance crews that took care of the city's outer barriers. His mom worked in an underground factory that produced air filtration

Three years after that, his mother got sick and eventually passed away. Factory workers like her often got sick and died due to the harsh conditions, so it wasn't a

His sister was young and cute, so she was eventually adopted. Sunny, however, was older and had "behavioral problems", which made him pretty much completely undesirable. After enduring a few years in a series of increasingly