The young man Allen woke up from his sleep. His mouth was slightly open, his eyes were staring blankly at the beams, and tears slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes.
"Mom..."
Even though many days had passed, he was still unwilling to face the reality that his only relative had passed away. Compared to the huge mental pain, the increasing scars on his body felt nothing.
More than half a month ago, the village where Allen lived was attacked by pirates. He and some people in the village were kidnapped as slaves by the pirates behind their backs. What is even more unfortunate is that Allen's mother was killed because she tried to prevent the pirates from taking away her son.
The boy was knocked unconscious, and he and other unfortunate slaves were put on a pirate ship and transported to the pirates' secret stronghold, a small island.
Many stronger and older people were put on the galleys to serve as oarsmen, while several children, including Allen, served as servants for the leaders.
The boy misses his deceased mother every day, remembering that her mother died to protect him. He burns with deep-seated hatred for the pirates, hates his own weakness, and hates his own cowardice at the time.
He tried to escape, but every attempt failed. Once he had the opportunity to go to the beach. After learning that this was a pirate far away from the mainland, he realized that escaping here was not easy.
The scars on his body were left after he was discovered after escaping several times before. Each time, he was severely beaten.
Faced with the enslavement of pirates, he resisted and refused to obey, which resulted in repeated humiliations and tortures.
"If I hadn't seen how handsome you are, I would have thrown you into the sea to feed the fishes."
Allen's pirate "master" said this to him after giving him a good whip.
Just when Allen was lying on the bed in a daze, the door opened, and he knew the person who walked in. He was Tom, the neighbor's child in the village. Many children in the village were kidnapped by pirates, including the annoying ghost Paine who always had trouble with him.
"Allen... are you having nightmares again?" Tom noticed the tears in the corners of Allen's eyes and asked aloud.
"Well, I dreamed about mom again."
Tom also showed sadness on his face after hearing this. Although his parents were not killed by pirates like Allen's mother, he didn't know if he would ever see them again in this life. After several beatings, he was now resigned to his status as a slave.
He resisted the urge to cry and went over to hug his friend.
At this time, someone else came in, an old servant who had been a slave here for many years. Seeing the scene of the two teenagers, he knew that the two children were missing their relatives again.
"Alas!" The old servant sighed and reminded, "Today it is Allen's turn to deliver food. Go quickly. If you are late, you will make those people unhappy again."
Allen got out of bed, went to the kitchen of the pirate stronghold to get a large food box, and reluctantly carried it towards a yard.
In the courtyard is a row of buildings, divided into small rooms, and a young woman is imprisoned in each small room. At his age, he still didn't know why the pirates locked up so many young women here and didn't let them work. He once asked the old servant, and the old servant replied that he would know when he was older. He shook his head and said, "What a crime."
Under the supervision of the pirate guards, he took out food from the lunch box and sent it to each room.
Locked in the last room was a girl not much older than him. She was very cute, but she was supposed to be innocent and lively at her age, but now she had a blank look on her face.
Allen put the meal on the small table in the room. The girl nodded slightly to him, but there was still no expression on her face.
Just as the boy was about to leave, there was a commotion outside.
"Haha, it's finally our turn to relax. This time I want to try something smaller."
"It's true that you came here early in the morning." This was the guard's voice.
"Standing on guard all night, I haven't slept yet."
A pirate broke in with a loud shout and saw Allen who had not yet left. A mark on the boy's body made him recognize that he was a slave. He waved his hand impatiently and said, "Get out of here, don't disturb my interest here."
Interested? What does he want to do? Allen noticed the fear on the girl's dull face, which made him instinctively feel that the pirate wanted to do harm to the girl.
"What are you going to do?"
The pirate was a little surprised, and then put on a ferocious expression. "What do I do that you don't care about? Well, I'll tell you, I'm going to ravage this little bitch severely, what? Do you want to watch from the side?"
"Don't hurt her!"
The boy thought that the pirate was going to beat the girl up, so he mustered up the courage and opened his arms to block the pirate's face. His small body was in sharp contrast to the pirate's strong body.
The pirate looked in disbelief. This little slave who came to deliver food had the courage to talk to him like this. Did he not know his identity and where this place was?
He smiled ferociously, "Yo yo yo! Where did the little brave man come from? Are you trying to play a game of heroes saving beauties?"
The ferocious aura exuded by the other party made the boy tremble uncontrollably, but he still did not flinch and stood in front of the pirate with a stubborn look on his face.
A big hand grabbed his clothes and lifted him up like a chicken.
"It seems that you are a newcomer who has just arrived. Do you want me to teach you the rules here?"
"Let me go!" Allen held the pirate's hand with both hands and tried to break it open, but the pirate's hand was like a pair of iron pliers. In vain, he could only shout, "It's wrong for you to bully others!"
"Bullying people? Hahaha!" The pirate laughed wildly, "You have to understand that this is a pirate den, and the strong can do whatever they want to the weak."
He swung his arm and slammed the boy's head against the wall.
Allen There was a sharp pain in the head, followed by a strong sense of dizziness, and it felt like everything around him was shaking.
The pirate asked him, "What? Do you still want to stop me?"
"You... you... doing this is wrong."
A fist as big as a clay pot suddenly hit Allen's face, causing nosebleeds to spurt out.
The pirate was a little angry. If the slave was not the "public property" of the regiment, he would have wanted to kill the kid with a knife.
He was about to continue teaching this blind little slave, when a small hand was placed on his body, it was the girl.
The girl shook her head at the pirate, a pleading look on her face.
"Hmph! Forget it, uncle, I still have things to do, so I don't want to waste time with this little guy."
The already dazed Allen was lifted out of the house and thrown outside like a rag. Then the pirate kicked him in the head and the boy fainted.
When he woke up, he was lying on the bed in the room just now. The wound on his head was so painful that he almost fainted again.
"Thank you!"
A voice came into his ears. He turned around and saw that the girl sitting next to him was the girl. It seemed that she had not been beaten by the pirates.
"You're welcome!"
Allen said that he was also a slave of pirates. He sympathized with the people locked up here. People outside could still walk around in the stronghold, but the women here seemed to be unable to leave the yard.
He got up and got out of bed, and said goodbye after feeling that there was no problem walking.
What can he change now? He couldn't change anything except expressing his dissatisfaction in the same powerless way before.
I didn't get home until 2:30 in the morning, but the function was finally successfully debugged this week, so I don't have to work overtime on weekends. (^ρ^)/