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"Remember what I said about bloods and crips?Well that nigga’s a blood"
"Remember what I said about bloods and crips?Well that nigga’s a blood"
The Lord's estate housed several houses for rent, and it was inside of one of these houses where the unconscious Marshall lay bound and gagged on top of a table around which several men were seated. Captain Morgan, a prestigious marine officer, was the first to speak,"Well gentleman, it appears we have a bit of a problem on our hands." As Morgan addressed the men around the table, Marshall stirred a bit before lying still once more. The young man had awoke, but was still stricken with sleep paralysis. While he couldn't move, Marshall was able to hear everything that was said. "This criminal lying before us has placed us in a bit of a sticky situation. We know that he is a revolutionary soldier, but he has yet to commit crimes that would give him any real notoriety. Since we don't have the evidence to convict him of any crimes, nor the means to actually hold someone with his abilities, we'll be turning him over to the Kingpins of the Black Market in exchange for a promise of diminished crimes near marine bases." Another man at the table, a tall golden haired man named Justin,"We agree to your terms, once the cargo has been successfully delivered we will have our agents near the bases informed and re-stationed." As the two men stood and shook hands, one of the other men pulled out a syringe and injected Marshall's neck causing him to go unconscious once again. At that point, the two other silent men in attendance lifted his unconscious body and disappeared into the basement of the building.
In the basement of the building on the Lord's Estate, Marshall's unconscious body was being prepped for sale. The large men handling the body laid him on top of a long table and tied down his wrists and ankles with thick rope. Knowing of his magnetic abilities they decided to avoid giving him any metal that he could possibly manipulate. "Hey, this guy has pistols still on him. Should we take them for ourselves or what?"One of the men, a 7'9 tall giant with long brown hair said to his partner. His partner, a man that seemed a few years older despite being a bit smaller at 7'5 said,"Nah, just put them in a box or something and put them by his body. Whoever ends up buying him might have a use for them and we can increase the price by selling them as a package with him." His partner was impressed thoroghly by his intelligence and felt the need to make sure he was aware of his admiration,"Wow Marv, you always have the best ideas." Marv only chuckled at how easily impressed his accomplice was by the simplest of ideas.
It literally only took 13 hours of being for sale for someone to make an offer to purchase Marshall on the black market. While humans didn't usually go for that high a price; once people found out that Marshall had eaten a devil's fruit the offers on him came in with the quickness. There were so many offers in fact; that the people in charge of his sale decided to host a Sabaody style auction in the basement of their Property on the Lord's estate. The basement was pretty large, but they were only able to fit in 20 people for the auction. These people were some of the most dangerous and rich people on Baltigo, all with their own reason for wanting ownership of a devil's fruit user. The most prominent of them was the Pirate 'Iron' Drayden. He believed having the devil's fruit user as one of his crew-mates would be very beneficial especially if he was able to convert him to a cyborg that he could control. "I completely intend to purchase this specimen, so the rest of you being here is probably more for some kind of plot than for you to actually have a chance to outbid me!" After Drayden's announcement, several members became sad and left, leaving only 11 people other than Drayden. "Aahaha!" Drayden laughed at how weak willed those people were; they probably had no place trying to bid on a human in the first place. As the bidding war started, it became clear that Drayden had known exactly what he was talking about. After the initial bid was made, Drayden toyed with the other bidders by matching whatever offer was made, but increasing the bid by only a single beli. Before long, Drayden grew tired of the games and decided to make his final bid. Standing up higher than anyone else present, he shouted out his final bid with all the authority that would come from someone with the sort of money he was bidding with,"500,000 beli!" No one present had anywhere near that sort of beli to outbid him, these people were drug dealers and assassins, they weren't the royal sort that normally dealt with those sorts of auctions, and so Drayden was the one who ended up winning Marshall.
After paying the 500 million (along with a 5 million dollar movers fee and an additional 15 million for the weapons) Drayden was able to leave with his newest purchase bound, gagged and unconscious over his shoulder. Drayden carried the unconscious Marshall to another building that was actually rented out on the Lord's Estate as well. This building was almost identical to the one in which that auction had taken place, but the basement couldn't have been more different. This basement had been turned into some kind of giant laboratory that seemed too big to fit under one property and likely combined space from several other rented houses. Once inside, Drayden laid Marshall on a lab table with restraints built into it and strapped the young man down on it. Once Marshall was properly secured, another man walked out from behind a two way mirror deigned to allow one to have a view on the person on the table without them being able to see past it. The man who had stepped into the room was a shorter man standing at around 5'4, wearing a long white lab coat and a pair of goggles. "Is this the subject we have been waiting for?" The small man asked Drayden, with a nasally but very deep voice. "Indeed Good Doctor. This is the devil's fruit user for you to experiment on." The good doctor chuckled,"ehehehe perfect, I'll hopefully have the secrets of his abilities within a few months, and eager to serve and obey your every command within a a month after that." "Perfect, I'll leave you to it then Good Doctor. Alert me of any sort of news or breakthroughs."
In the basement of the building on the Lord's Estate, Marshall's unconscious body was being prepped for sale. The large men handling the body laid him on top of a long table and tied down his wrists and ankles with thick rope. Knowing of his magnetic abilities they decided to avoid giving him any metal that he could possibly manipulate. "Hey, this guy has pistols still on him. Should we take them for ourselves or what?"One of the men, a 7'9 tall giant with long brown hair said to his partner. His partner, a man that seemed a few years older despite being a bit smaller at 7'5 said,"Nah, just put them in a box or something and put them by his body. Whoever ends up buying him might have a use for them and we can increase the price by selling them as a package with him." His partner was impressed thoroghly by his intelligence and felt the need to make sure he was aware of his admiration,"Wow Marv, you always have the best ideas." Marv only chuckled at how easily impressed his accomplice was by the simplest of ideas.
It literally only took 13 hours of being for sale for someone to make an offer to purchase Marshall on the black market. While humans didn't usually go for that high a price; once people found out that Marshall had eaten a devil's fruit the offers on him came in with the quickness. There were so many offers in fact; that the people in charge of his sale decided to host a Sabaody style auction in the basement of their Property on the Lord's estate. The basement was pretty large, but they were only able to fit in 20 people for the auction. These people were some of the most dangerous and rich people on Baltigo, all with their own reason for wanting ownership of a devil's fruit user. The most prominent of them was the Pirate 'Iron' Drayden. He believed having the devil's fruit user as one of his crew-mates would be very beneficial especially if he was able to convert him to a cyborg that he could control. "I completely intend to purchase this specimen, so the rest of you being here is probably more for some kind of plot than for you to actually have a chance to outbid me!" After Drayden's announcement, several members became sad and left, leaving only 11 people other than Drayden. "Aahaha!" Drayden laughed at how weak willed those people were; they probably had no place trying to bid on a human in the first place. As the bidding war started, it became clear that Drayden had known exactly what he was talking about. After the initial bid was made, Drayden toyed with the other bidders by matching whatever offer was made, but increasing the bid by only a single beli. Before long, Drayden grew tired of the games and decided to make his final bid. Standing up higher than anyone else present, he shouted out his final bid with all the authority that would come from someone with the sort of money he was bidding with,"500,000 beli!" No one present had anywhere near that sort of beli to outbid him, these people were drug dealers and assassins, they weren't the royal sort that normally dealt with those sorts of auctions, and so Drayden was the one who ended up winning Marshall.
After paying the 500 million (along with a 5 million dollar movers fee and an additional 15 million for the weapons) Drayden was able to leave with his newest purchase bound, gagged and unconscious over his shoulder. Drayden carried the unconscious Marshall to another building that was actually rented out on the Lord's Estate as well. This building was almost identical to the one in which that auction had taken place, but the basement couldn't have been more different. This basement had been turned into some kind of giant laboratory that seemed too big to fit under one property and likely combined space from several other rented houses. Once inside, Drayden laid Marshall on a lab table with restraints built into it and strapped the young man down on it. Once Marshall was properly secured, another man walked out from behind a two way mirror deigned to allow one to have a view on the person on the table without them being able to see past it. The man who had stepped into the room was a shorter man standing at around 5'4, wearing a long white lab coat and a pair of goggles. "Is this the subject we have been waiting for?" The small man asked Drayden, with a nasally but very deep voice. "Indeed Good Doctor. This is the devil's fruit user for you to experiment on." The good doctor chuckled,"ehehehe perfect, I'll hopefully have the secrets of his abilities within a few months, and eager to serve and obey your every command within a a month after that." "Perfect, I'll leave you to it then Good Doctor. Alert me of any sort of news or breakthroughs."
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