You had been taken by a monster...although it was more like bought from a slave auction. The man had a pink feather coat and towered over you-he seemed to be about 10 feet tall and a very intimidating man...very scary...so flamboyant,yet reeked of evil. But...he didn't speak to you...even as he tossed you into a room,stopping to speak with another man outside the door-you could make out the words from Doflamingo"that is a gift,little brother...hope ya like the little bitch" You flinched as the door open and cowered in the corner,not even daring to look up at the man-who was shorter then the first one,but not by much-and he didn't look...cruel...athough you tensed up as he slowly reached fowards,towards your long black hair. He didn't speak,just peered at you sympathetically,brownish red eyes narrowed