Slavery: A Short Story

To say it was enraging to find out that slavery was still a thing on this planet would be an understatement, I mean with how advanced they are you'd think they would know to fuck right off with that. Nah, you know better than that and trolls were basically just humans. Only a little bit more grey.

You'd been stealing money from this asshole for about as long as you knew he existed, it's been at least four months and asswipe here was none the wise, such a shame for him considering that every time you came around, there was something new to be learned about him, his hive, and the schedule that he kept. The most important thing you've uncovered, however, was that none of the files on his slaves (former or otherwise) were ever digitized. You just
You figured hey no one would bother a maroon digging around a slavers hive. Maybe I live here what's it to ya?
The enslaved trolls never bother you either, you're pretty sure their spirts are all crushed now. Damn fuck this guy. Well, even you wouldn't stick your dick in that so nevermind. There are ten trolls in the hive right now, you've been keeping track since you put this horrid plan on paper, six had been sold since then. That's a punch to the gut, you hope they're alright.

Right now, the trolls are all gathered to the backdoor, a consensus said they felt this was a much smarter way to leave than just walking right out the front door. They are smarter than you, you would've gone out the front door like a moron. You were double, fuck, triple checking that these guys weren't chipped or some fucked up shit like that, and after you were confident that they weren't, you would send them on their way. Lucky for you, our dear friend Operit was keeping on schedule and if you'd worked quickly, you would have about an hour to do what you had to do. Setting these poor assholes free was the first thing on the itinerary. That should give them enough time to get out of the territory before Operit came