stan POV
A year ago on this very same day my wife left me for a rich ugly dude. before she left she even said that the only reason she left me was to at least let her kids get out of this poverty. i used to be a honest merchant back then and now i work for underground boss who deals all the shady tasks. my position is rather high as i used to deal with many rich clients back when i used to be a 'good' merchant. my salary is over 20,000 belly, why cause i work as a captain of logistics in a slave ship! yes slave ship! i even helped marines capture quite a few slave ship even earning a honor medal but still working for the wrong side made me earn almost a million in a year. but today is a special day for another reason. we are transpoting mixed bloods. usually the price for a normal human would be around 500k belly; mink tribe 700k belly; merman 1M belly and mermaid females range upto 50M belly. But these mix bloods pricing always varies. if they are not in good condition no one would buy.
As i just sit in my desk recollecting my past, the clock gong goes off indicating its noon.
"Hey! come on over, we have to feed these mix blood creatures" i call a nearby gaurd.
As i pick water and oil like fuild from nearby shelf. i order the guard to pick some raw sea kings meat and follow me.
as we walk down the deck a gaurd noticed us and quickly unlock the metal door next to him.
every time i enter through this door its astonishing. two cages placed neatly around the corners of the room with a large foam filled glass dome. The only part one can see in this dome is a human face with a deep cut on his cheek revealing a metal frame. as we step knto the room the human eyes shot open and i can hear rattling sound of him trying to stugle hos way out of dome. But luckily foam was there to keep him in his place. He is a mix of human and technology, a cyborg who could retain his humanity! when i checked his records it just blew my mind. he was a child prodigy who at age of 8 helped his father, who was a scientist, in inventing many hig tech weapons making this father son duo to rival vegapunk. yet they refused to sell them illegally. on fit of rage one underground boss cut his limbs and injured him to drag him to a near death situation. His father gave up all his weapons blueprints to him and ran with his son in hopes of saving him. 10 years later the boss found that he turned his son into a cyborg and went to ask for that blueprint to but this time the scientist killed himself before hiding the blueprint and the boss found the boy and put him for sale. The only instructions we have on him was to empty a can of this oil into stomach chamber once a day. these foam absorbs the excess oil and keep him alive and restrict his movements.
"Sir should i feed the one in cage 1" asked the guard waking up from my thoughts.
"He is a SeaMink. Son of fisher tiger and tigress of the mink. be careful with that guy" i ordered the guard.
"why do you call IT a he sir. Its background is immaterial to us. IT never speaks and only eats and worst of it i always have to feed it. even though it can eat by itself" expressing his dissatisfaction guard protested.
"Just do your work! or tomorrow i will have you replaced" i said irritated by his antics.
i turn towards cage 2 and once again was suprised. the one in cage 2 is a human-fishmen hybrid. yes not mix blood a hybrid. his background is rather pitiful, his father sold him for 10,000 belly and in his report it is written that during tests he showed an immense strength of fishmen and high iq even among humans. not only that his appearance is just.... beautiful. he showed no sign of fishmen but a normal handsome human. only thing that differentiates him was his fish gills starting below his ears till the end of neck and he is the youngest of the three here.
seamink is around 12 and cyborg well around 18 i guess but mental age of 9-10 and our hybrid is around 9. Age of 9 and physical capability of a marine recruit.but this was not that suprised me what suprised me was he was not begging. according to the instructions given, he must not be fed anything but 2 liters of water a day. because of this he used to beg for food. yet now he just stares at me.
i tried my best to ignore his gaze and put the water can in front of him.
my last task was to check the devil fruits that we are about to sell. i took out the key, the only key of the kind and open the locker. i see two weird fruits one with shape of a disfigured tomato with different patterns and the other is a over sized weird patterned kiwi. i ask the guard to go out first and i follow him giving one last look towards the to be slaves.
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