Ren

Ren, a small girl who stands at about 4'6", sits watching the crowd around her. Her hand lifts and she scratches at the collar around her neck. To the criminals around her it is a sign of ownership. Ren is a lowly slave. The tags on the collar clink together as it moves. She's only 10 and already she has had 18 masters.

Ren hates her collar. She hates this damn city. She hates these damn people.

Ren stands as her master leaves the shop in front of her. He's a tall young man with grey hair and bright blue eyes. She makes it to his side quickly knowing better than to keep the child waiting. He was an impatient little shit, but he was by far her best master.

"Let's go, I tire of this shit hole." He commands her. Ren bows her head and follows behind him. Oh how easy it would be to snap his neck. Ren once again scratches at her collar.

Ren stands behind her master as his father conducts business and he flirts with a young girl next to him. He doesn't even realize that his father is selling Ren to the group of men in front of them. Ren grits her teeth but keeps her mouth shut. Another owner means another brand.

"Girl!" Rens masters father calls for her. she looks down at her young master and he shoos her away. Ren then walk up to the man and bows.

"Master," Rens voice is soft and sweet. "What can I do for you?" She asks the fat man before her.

"Take Caleb in the next room and show him what he's paying for." The fat bastard commands.

"Of course master. Right this way sir." Ren stands straight once more and leads the tall, slim, man behind her into the office next to the study.

The man smirks and shuts the door behind the two. He then makes his way over to the desk and sits in the chair. Ren silently strips off her clothes as she has to do every time before someone will decided if she is worth the price.

"Come here," the man commands. Ren walks in front of him then stops just shy of touching his knees. he lifts his hand and caresses her skin softly. "turn around and bend over the desk girl."

"If you touch me without being sure to buy me you will upset the young master. He does not like to share." She tells him knowing that if this continues and he doesn't buy her she would die. Her master had made it quite clear he was to be the only one to touch her like this while she wore his collar.

"I will not buy you if you are no good girl. Now, do as you're told and bend over the damn desk or I will buy you just to punish you." Ren bites her tongue and does as told.

After the man had his way with the blue haired girl he made her walk out of the office naked and dripping. Her skin was covered in bruises and her hair was a mess. She was disgusted with herself and the man who stood behind her smirking.

"What did you do!" The young master stood anger burning in his eyes. Ren flinched and looked down once more.

"I will take her. She'll make a great addition to my house." He smirks and lifts her hair to his nose. He breathes deeply and it takes everything in Ren not to kill him.

"I will not allow it! She is mine!"

"Enough son, she is replaceable." The masters father tells him. He and the tall man shake hands. He then walks up to the girl and rips her collar off, she would receive a new one by the end of the day.

Ren stands behind her new master. She hadn't lasted long with Caleb. In fact she had killed him. So really its no surprise that she stands before the group of grown men in military uniforms. It was bound to happen eventually with a man like Caleb as her master.

"What's your name kid?" A tall blonde man asks as he kneels before her.

Ren tilts her head to the side. This was unusual for her, no one ever asked her for her name, they always just gave her a new one. "Ren?" she says unsure of herself.

The man sets his hand atop of her head and ruffles her hair. "Nice to meet you Ren, I'm Thomas and from here on out i'll be your commanding officer." He frowns and touches the collar around her neck. As he pulls out a knife Ren flinches and tries to flee. he holds her still as he cuts off her collar then throws it aside. "There we go, you wont be needing that anymore."

Ren watches him eyes wide, this man had basically just given her freedom. Why would he do that? What does he get out of doing it?

"You contacted the girls parents right?" Thomas asks the man Ren thought to be her master.

"Yes, I also explained the situation to them. They didn't want her coming home, afraid she'd..." Thomas frowns as the man speaks.

"Their loss our gain, right? She's one of us now." A tall round faced woman beams.

"Right, Lucy, why don't you take Ren to get cleaned up. Once you're done meet me in medical, I want her checked over." Thomas tells the round faced woman then looks down at Ren. "Go with Lucy kid, she'll get you washed up and into some new clothes." Ren nods and follows the blonde woman who looks just like Thomas.

Ren laughs as she sits with her team. It's been months now and she loves it here. Yes it's hard, the training is beyond anything she'd ever experienced, but she's never felt so loved. her team is her family. She smiles as she plays with the dog tags around her neck. These aren't a show of slavery, they aren't a collar. No these are a sign of her loyalty to her new family.

"You're doing it again kid." Charles, the father figure of the group, tells Ren. She blushes and drops her tags and looks down.

"Leave the kid alone you old coot!" Sebastian glares at him, it's more playful then anything.

"Don't start you two." Thomas scolds them and Ren giggles. He smiles and ruffles her hair. "Don't forget about your quirk training after dinner. I don't want to hear the boss complain again."

"Yes sir," Ren nods and quickly finishes her food.

"I wish I had a quirk like yours.." Pat, Patricia, grumbles loudly.

Ren giggles and stands form her chair. "I'd give it to you if I could Pat."

"Get going Ren.' Thomas lightly pushes her towards the mess hall door.

Fifteen year old Ren stands on top of an old building. She now stands at 4'11", and she is filling out nicely. A lot of the boys, around the same age as her, back at base have taken to trying to get her to go out with them. It is quite funny to watch her shoot them down.

The light blue haired girl stands tall as she sees someone try to sneak up on her convoy. She's their eyes in the sky. "Three to your left Tommy, two blocks out and moving fast. Quirks unknown."

"Thanks darlin. How's the view up there?" Thomas asks the girl he now considers more like a daughter then anything.

"Dirty, everything in this town is disgusting. I can't wait to go home. The next ally you will run into our bogies. They are heavily armed, quirks are most likely weak."

"Thanks kid." Thomas says before his mic shuts off. The team quickly deals with the three without any challenge at all. Ren smiles softly as she watches her family.

"So what happened with that boy, what was his name.. Luke? Yeah, Luke," Thomas asks after turning his mic back on.

"He's not my type." She answers simply

"Do you even have a type?" Lucy, Thomas's twin, asks.

"Yes, and he does not fit it." Ren rolls her eyes. "you're approaching the target, no more time for questions." Thomas laughs but turns off his mic along with everyone else in the platoon.

An eighteen year old Ren stands in front of a group of graves. Her whole family besides Thomas had died in an ambush. Ren had been sick and couldn't be their eyes. She hated herself for it. She might as well have killed them herself.

"Let's get out of here kid." Thomas speaks softly. He was just as upset as Ren, that was supposed to be their last mission. They were all going to live normal lives, get married, have children, but now they never will.

"Where will we go?" Rens voice is so broken in that moment it kills Thomas.

"I don't know. Maybe we'll travel until we find a place we belong." He places his hand atop her blue hair and smiles sadly. "Maybe Japan? That's you birth place isn't it?"

Ren shrugs, she barley remembers Japan or her family. Did she even have a family back in Japan? She remembers someone with black hair and black eyes, but who is he?

"I don't remember much from back then. I few snippets here and there but nothing major." Ren admits as she takes his hand in hers walking along side him.

"We'll do some research, get your file." Ren only nods, she doesn't care if she has any blood relatives. As long as she has Thomas she will be ok.