Here is my new story!

Okay here is basically the background Spartacus did not marry Sura. He fell in love with a woman named Kora. When the Thracians gave their word to help the Romans. After the Romans broke their word, Spartacus started the revolt against the auxiliary and quickly went to return to his wife, only to find his town razed to the ground by the Thracian's enemies. Spartacus assumes his wife has also been killed. He is ten taken by Claudius Glaber and sent for execution. He then is taken to Batiatus's ludus and trained to be a Gladiator. There he will see a familiar face.

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Spartacus witnessed the fall of Glaber and hastened home to his heart, his love: Kora.

When he returned he saw his village being burned to the ground. The sounds of women and children screaming. He could see his hut from where he stood. It was totally burned, absent of his wife.

His voice came as a breathy whisper as he fell to his knees "Kora…"

She was gone. He was never to see her smiling face as he returned from battle. Never hear his name come from her lips. Never to hold her in his arms. Never to produce children with her.

He barely paid attention as he was ripped away from the sight of his village razed to the ground by Roman soldiers.

He looked to Glaber. "You did this." His voice barely heard. "YOU DID THIS!" He shouted as he struggled against the soldiers. "They are dead because of you! My wife is dead! Because of you!"

Glaber stared intently at him. "The shadow of Rome is vast and you shall die under it!" He hit Spartacus in the face.

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He soon found himself in the arena, four Gladiators coming at him. His execution.

Thinking he had nothing to live for he was going to give himself up and succumb to the death he knew awaited him. But then he recalled words spoken by Kora "There is always a reason to live."

He would do this for her. Honor her by killing all that stood in his way. And one day they would be reunited in the afterlife.

For each Gladiator he slaughtered he remembered one thing about his wife.

Down one man. Her eyes of a piercing green.

The second down. Her lips, a pale pink, slightly parted.

The third, killed quickly. Her long brown hair flowing through the wind.

Finally the fourth. His name coming from those pale pink lips as her piercing green eyes stared up at him from behind her long brown flowing hair.

He closed his eyes and tried to keep the image in his mind. However the roar of the crowd was too loud and pulled him out of his reverie.

He was announced as Spartacus and so came to be his new life. As a Gladiator.

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