She knew from the moment that she was born that she would be used as nothing more than a slave. That her whole life, she would have to live her life to serve another. Then some day in her life that she would have to produce a child to continue her line. The way of quirks, those who have quirks were either sent to join the army at a young age, trained by an amazing guard or to be sent as slaves should their quirk not be fit for war.

Why that was though, the young woman never understood. All she knew, was that she had a quirk that was not meant for war. After all, how can a quirk that is only meant to attract things to her be fit for anything if she couldn't even lift the item herself?

Looking around the room, there were many slaves. Men, and women both in ragged clothes and had chains around their wrists, necks and ankles. It made her wonder if she would ever be free from such a life. A life as this, there had to be another reason for this. There had to be a reason for the way their lives were the way they were.

"Inko, what do you think is going to happen to us?" asked a woman next to her. Inko turned her empty green eyes at the ash blonde next to her. The woman had a youthful appearance, her eyes red as crimson was filled with concern yet, Inko knew her better than anyone in the world. Her best and only friend.

"I do not know Mitsuki. But I know that we are to be careful. You more than anyone, you bit your last master." Inko whispered softly.

"He had it coming, he tried to feel me up." Mitsuki said with a glare.

Inko shook her head a little at her friend that was to be expected. Most masters only got slaves for a few things. Which was either to cook, clean, or for sex. It was a feeling that Inko herself knew that she never wanted out of her life, but she knew that she couldn't change her fate. After all, fate was a rather fickle thing, she knew that better than anyone.

After all, it was fate that took her family, fate that gave the world quirks and fate that made only those without quirks to rule as there was more people without quirks than with.

Sighing softly, she reached up, the sound of her chains rattled as she ran her hand through her dirty, muddy and matted green hair as she winced. It was hard for slaves to stay clean, as their masters never allowed them to bath unless they were tired of the smell. It made Inko wonder who it was that bought them this time, it had to be someone powerful after all, someone who had a lot of gold to throw around as if it was an afterthought to buy as many slaves as they had.

"I just hope this one will be better." Mitsuki said with a frown, causing Inko to nod her head a little. Yes, she knew what would happen should Mitsuki be forced to raise her hand again. Yes, they were best friends, but even Inko had her limits with how much she could help her friend. It wasn't that she didn't want to, but it was that even she was running out of ideas and reasons to use to save her friend from such a fate.

For if Mitsuki shows another act of violence toward her master, then they would kill her.

That was something that she didn't want, but knew that she had to think of something before it would happen again. "Mitsuki, you just have to be careful. You can't just keep lashing out like you have been, what if they decided to finally kill you to save them the trouble?" Inko pointed out with a frown on her face.

"I know that, but I still can't just allow anyone to touch me. I want someone with passion, someone who isn't afraid to show me their kind side and their rougher side." Mitsuki said with a dreamy smile.

Inko could only shake her head. It was as if her friend was stuck in some kind of romance delusion. There was no way that she could allow herself to fall into such a delusion. It was impossible for her to find love anyway, she knew that. A slave, they didn't love one another, but only had children so their line could go on. There was never any 'love' involved. That much she knew better than anyone.

It was like that with her parents, and it was going to be like that for her of all people.

Taking a deep breath, the young woman looked around at the other slaves once again. All of them, well most of them were huddled up for warmth. The men, of course trying to protect the women as if they were the true treasure in this place. Yet, Inko wondered if there was something more to it than that. There had to be something more to it, but who was she to judge? It wasn't as if she could point out to them that they were being silly, that it didn't matter if they could try to protect each other, it wouldn't work.

They would only be overpowered in the end.

Closing her eyes, the young woman sighed as she frowned, looking around as if she was trying to find some kind of means of escape, but it seemed that it would be useless as well. No matter what, they were trapped, and she wouldn't be able to get out of here. No one could, and they would be stuck with a new master. "Inko, what are you thinking?" asked Mitsuki.

"About how we'll never get out of here. No matter what, we can never escape our fate as slaves." Inko whispered softly before opening her empty green eyes as she looked over at her friend and gave her a small sad smile.

It was in that moment though, that the door was slammed open. Everyone in the room, well everyone other than Inko, had nearly jumped out of their skin. Blinking her green eyes up at the door, she saw a man in black robes as he looked over at all the slaves in the room. Inko already didn't like the feeling that she got from this guy, it just seemed as if he was glaring at everyone in the room.

"So, these are the new slaves I see. Not as… expected." The man mumbled before shaking his head and looked at all the slaves in the room. "I'm sure his majesty will be pleased though to have some interesting slaves though I must say, if you all mess up that you shall be punished." He said with a twisted smirk on his face. It made Inko wonder what it was that he was trying to insinuate.

Mitsuki glared at the man, Inko had to gently pat her arm to get her to calm down. The man wasn't going to do anything, it was whoever he worked for that would be able to harm anything.

"Though, a lot of you aren't very impressive looking. We'll have to test out your quirks later to see what you are best suited for in the castle." Inko frowned a little as she stared at the man as he hummed to himself, going through some papers as if he was going through some mental processing of where to place the slaves.

"I do have some of your quirks written down here, according to the man who had sold you to my king but it seems that all of them aren't here as some of you do not demo straight your quirks to past masters."

Inko wanted to glare at the man, hoping that her quirk would have switched for her to the point that she could burn him to ashes. Though, she knew that sadly she couldn't just get a new quirk like that. It wasn't possible. It seemed as if it was something that was never meant to be.

"What is taking so long in here?" asked a new voice, causing everyone to look up in shock. Walking into the room was a large man in height, he had a golden breast plate with a dark blue cape that shrouded his shoulders and arms from view. His hair, blonde with two long locks framing the sides of his face. Skin was a little tanned though not overly so. Looking down at the rest of his outfit, she saw that he had on dark blue pants with black boots that clicked as he walked over to the man.

Yet, it was his eyes that Inko noticed most of all. Eyes, a bright blue that seemed to spark like a thunder storm. Even though his face, showed no emotion whatsoever, but it was his eyes that told her everything. Deep in his eyes, he held a great sadness to them. A loneliness that no one could truly understand.

Why did he look like that?

"Your majesty! I didn't think you'd come down here!" The man said with a nervous look on his face.

"I was wondering what was taking you so long so I decided to come down." The man said, his voice sounding anything but pleased.

"I was just giving them their orders for when they arrive at the castle." The man said with a nervous chuckle.

The king turned his blue eyes onto the slaves. His gaze sweeping them up in a single glance until his eyes land on her. Inko blinked as she stared at the king, he just seemed to be… staring at her. As if trying to look into her very soul. What was he doing? Why did he keep staring at her like that? Inko tore her gaze away as she turned to her friend and saw her friend gazing at her as well. "He was staring at you Inko." Mitsuki said with a confused look on her face.

"Take them to the castle, make sure that they are bathed and fed before assigning them to their jobs." The king said softly.

"But King Toshinori, they-"

"Are you questioning my authority?" The king said with his gaze on the man, even though the king didn't change his expression, it was the aura he gave off that changed drastically.

"No sire!"

"Then do not question me." The king said before he looked at all of the slaves once again. Inko looked a little nervous around the king, but at the same time she couldn't help but look at his eyes. They still showed signs of sadness, even with his tone of voice sounding anything but happy or anything really. It was as if he couldn't speak with emotions. "Take them to the castle, then assign them to their jobs once they have been fed and changed into proper attire. Do not fail me." With that, the king took one last glance at Inko before he started to walk away.

"That was odd, he just kept staring at you." Mitsuki said with a frown on her face.

"It was odd, I don't know why that is but… didn't he look sad to you?" Inko asked her friend.

"What?"

"He looked sad, his eyes looked so sad and lonely." Inko said with a frown on her face.

"I didn't see anything like that." Mitsuki said with a frown. Inko couldn't help but feel rather confused. Her friend didn't see it? Or was it that she couldn't see it? It was rather strange that she herself, could see it but no one else could see what was flashing in the king's eyes. It just didn't make sense to her, though she knew that she still had to be careful around the king should she ever be around him. He was strange yes, but why didn't he show emotions other than in his eyes?

Unless he wasn't aware that she could read him.

It had taken them a while to arrive on the castle, Inko had to admit it was rather impressive. At least compared to past masters that she has had, as they would only have simple homes but still impressive. But this time, this was the home of a king, no one else. A king that must be rather lonely, why else would he come to collect so many slaves like this?

Shaking her head, the young woman followed the other slaves as she looked up and blinked as she saw another tall man at the end of the hall. He had blonde hair that was pulled back to a point, he wore a simple silver chest plate and matching shoulder pads. Metal gauntlets and steel plates around his shins. Otherwise, all he wore was a mixture of black and yellow fabric.

The one thing that stood out about the man was his green eyes, and little blonde moustache. "Hello everyone. I am the right hand man of King Toshinori, you may call me Hizashi. I am also next in command to our lead guard. I was asked by the king to make sure that you were taken to the baths." The man was rather… friendly, to say the least, it made Inko wonder how anyone could be this happy in the kind of world they lived in. But, everyone was strange in this world that was for sure.

"There aren't to be people watching us will there?" asked Mitsuki.

"Of course not. There is one thing that the king doesn't tolerate, is the invasion of privacy." The blonde said with a small smile.

Well, at least that was something, but it made her wonder what else she was to do at this point. Shaking her head, the young woman took a deep breath as she looked around. It was nice to know though that the king gave them privacy but, she also couldn't help but worry about her life while in these walls. What was she to do?

"After you have bathed, you'll be meeting the left hand man to the king and he will direct you to the dining hall where you'll be properly fed and be assigned to your tasks and duties while you remain in the castle walls." Hizashi said with his smile, Inko was wondering if it was some kind of trade mark or something.

Once he led them to the baths, Inko couldn't believe how huge it was. It could easily fit all of them, but there was also a divider for the women and men. "Women on the left, men on the right." Hizashi said with a chuckle before he ushered them all in. "There are also a fresh set of clothes for all of you in there."

Inko blinked a little, as she walked by, she couldn't help but look at Hizashi. She wanted to ask him about the king's eyes, to ask if he was lonely but, thought better of it. There was no way that he would tell her anything anyway. After all, she was a slave.

Taking a deep breath, the young woman walked into the bathing area as she, along with the other slaves got themselves washed up. Letting all the dirt, dust, and mud wash away into the water blow. She couldn't help but keep thinking to the king's eyes though. IT was as if his eyes were held captive in her mind but she knew that it shouldn't bother her like this.

But it did, but why though?

Closing her eyes for a moment, the young woman tried to get herself to calm down. Shaking her head, the young woman dunk herself in the water to rinse her hair out and shook her hair, water droplets flying everywhere. God, why did her life have to go from being simple to complicated? "Inko, what do you think will happen while we live here?"

"I don't really know, with our quirks they may have us work in the kitchen or clean. Otherwise, I don't really know what they'll have us do anyway." Inko said with a sigh before just relaxing in the hot water. She just wanted to relax a little while longer before she got out. It was nice really, to have a nice real bath for a change. It just seemed as if this so far would only be a dream, nothing more.

But all dreams must come to an end at some point.

Once she, along with the other slaves were done with their baths dried off and got changed into their clothes. They were nothing more than simple white shirts and black pants for men, and white dresses for women.

As they left the bathing area, a man with shaggy black hair waited for them. His tired black eyes looked at them all before shaking his head a little. He wore something like Hizashi, but his clothes were nothing but black, even his breast plate was black as well as the gauntlets and shin guards. It made her wonder if he over heated in that armour of his during the hot seasons.

"Hello, I'm Shouta, I am the left hand to the king and third in command of the army here. You all will either listen to direct commands from myself, Hizashi, the king and the captain of the guard who you will meet eventually. For now, he is on a top secret mission for the king." Inko blinked at the man, it made her feel as if the man wasn't interested in anything here. It seemed as if his exhaustion made him want to be anywhere but his current location. "Now, if you'll follow me to the dining hall, you'll meet the king and his adviser and you shall be told of your tasks around the castle."

Inko couldn't help but frown, why it was that they were meeting so many people so quickly was. Maybe the king wanted them to be sure that they knew who it was that they would be listening too around the castle.

The journey through to the dining hall was rather long and exhausting.

Once they arrived to the dining hall, Inko blinked at the long table. It was big enough to fit everyone in the castle most likely. She couldn't help but frown a little in confusion, yet when her gaze fell to the head of the table, she couldn't help but frown in confusion. She could see the king, he was just staring at them all but, and she could swear that his gaze was on her again. Inko couldn't help but stare back at him before looking away.

"Please take your seats." The king said softly, causing them all to flinch slightly. It was as if they feared the king but at the same time they didn't. The man still held no true emotion in his expression or voice.

The slaves took their seats, and started to eat their food with a smile on their faces as they ate. Though, Inko was nervous eating this food. Thinking that it was tainted in some way or another. This was far too good to be true. Turning her eyes to the king, she saw him staring at her again. His eyes looking at her once again yet, it wasn't sad or lonely this time. More like, confused, curious, trying to show her that she can have faith here.

But at the same time it still made her nervous. Yet, she was also rather hungry. Looking around, she saw that the other slaves weren't falling over from poison so that had to mean something. Taking a deep breath, she decided to just eat, she was starving and just wanted to eat.

"Now, I hope you all are enjoying yourselves. I am King Toshinori." The king began, causing everyone to look up at him. "You all will be eating here early in the morning, for lunch and of course for dinner." The king went on, his gaze falling on every single one of them. "You will also be able to use the baths but only after you are done with your chores for the day." That seemed rather reasonable. Though, Inko felt like there was more to it than that.

Tilting her head, the young woman frowned as the king just kept his gaze over at the slaves once again. "I'm sure that Shouta, and Hizashi told you of the people you will be listening too. Or at least, the only people you shall take direct orders from." Seeing everyone nod, the man went on with his instructions. "Now, I am a respectable man, and I will give you all the benefit of the doubt, as for the first seven days, you all will learn where everything is, and what you are to do as such."

Okay, that seemed fine so far, at least he wasn't rushing into anything but at the same time, Inko knew that it could only last for so long. But why? Maybe she was being paranoid right now. Sighing softly, the young woman went back to her meal as she tried to ignore everything that was going on around her. "Now, for your tasks. You do not have to start them today as it is rather late but you will start early in the morning after you eat." Toshinori went on, causing Inko to look up in confusion.

"You'll be escorted to your sleeping quarters by Hizashi and Shouta. Now, please give them their assignments." Toshinori waved his hand to his adviser.

The man cleared his throat and went on, speaking everyone's names and for those whose quirks weren't on the list, had to say what their quirks were. It didn't take long, though Inko blinked as she heard that Mitsuki was going to be working in the kitchen. That was something at least, she would mostly be working on cooking meals and cleaning pots and pans. With how many people were in here, it would take a large part of the day.

Shaking her head, Inko smiled a little, hoping that this time her friend would have no more problems. Though that was also wishful thinking on her part as well. Mitsuki was a free spirit, someone who didn't take abuse from anyone and there was no wonder that she hadn't been killed off but, then again… Inko stuck her neck out there for her so many times.

"Midoriya Inko." Came the voice, causing her to look up at the adviser. "You will be the King's personal maid. Such as cooking, cleaning for him and of course, treating injuries he gets while training anyone in his captains stead. Oh, and as his maid, you will have your own room next to his own should he ever need you." Okay that confused her a little. Why would the king be training anyone, shouldn't only his captain be doing such a thing? Not to mention, why was her room to be near his?!

Though, then again why was she of all people, assigned to be the king's maid? There had to be someone else that was more suited to be with the king. But, what could she do!? Shaking her head, the young woman went to speak up but the adviser bowed to the king and took his leave.

"Wow, looks like you got the short end here Inko." Mitsuki said with a frown.

Her life couldn't get any worse than this could it? Yup, her life couldn't get any worse than it was in this moment. Why did this have to happen, it had to be some kind of mistake but, it seemed at this point that nothing could be normal for her again? It seemed that she went from a normal slave, to a personal maid for a king with eyes that seemed to be able to express himself through his eyes instead but, for some reason only she could read him. It confused her, confound her and now, she was going to have to find a way to get through her life as his maid.

'My life just got more complicated…' she thought to herself.