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Chapter 1 the begining

The Colosseum in the Capital was for more than just executions. It was an entertainment hub for all people with money. I sadly am one of the people who gives them entertainment. Not through tricks or magic or talent, but with fighting and killing criminals destined to die one way or another. I was one of those criminals, the only difference was, I wasn't supposed to be.

4 years ago in a small village

I finished getting dressed for the morning. At 5'11" I'm average height, I have blood red hair, lean flexible build, and orange colored eyes that seemed to glow in the dark.

"Onii-chan, be careful on your hunt!" my younger sister called out to me as I got ready to go. She had on a light blue dress. Her long black hair was down after her shower and she had a smile that made her pale blue eyes glow. I hunt for food in the woods around our village. The trade business had declined heavily with all the conflict in the North.

"Ok Clare, I will." I replied with a smile gracing my face. My little sister is one of the only people to get me to smile.

"Is that a smile I see?" my mother called as she peaked out of the kitchen with a smile that seemed almost permanent. I had almost never seen her without a smile. She had on her standard brown dress and white apron. Her hair was up in a bun so that it didn't get in the way of her cooking.

"Mom, please." I replied with a light chuckle, "I'll be back in a few hours."

"Ok, be safe like your sister says." she replied with a hint of worry in her voice. She always worries when I go out hunting.

"Ok, ok." I walked out the door with my bow in hand and quiver on my hip. I started walking toward the forest to begin my hunt.

2 hours later

Well I found you quick didn't I

I thought with a silent chuckle. The deer had no clue I was close to it. I knocked my bow and took aim. About 70 yards out, easy. Aaannnddd now!

I let the arrow fly and after half a second I heard a satisfying thunk and saw the deer drop with the arrow through its eye. Perfect shot!

I approached its body, recovered my arrow and field dressed it before dragging it back to the village. As I approached it, I could smell fire and burning meat. Are they throwing a party or something?

As I saw the village come into view, I froze at what I saw. The entire village was on fire and soldiers were running around murdering anyone in sight.

Clare and Mom!

I ran toward my house on the opposite side of the village letting arrows fly into soldiers chest as I passed them. "Capture anyone you can for the Colosseum!" an blue haired lady that seemed to be leading these troops yelled, but I paid it no mind. As I reached my house and saw five soldiers having their way with my mother and two trying to do the same to Clare.

"NOOOOOO!" I yelled as I fired my last shots at the ones on Clare. I dropped my bow and grabbed the knife I took with me and stabbed the soldier closest to me. Before the others around my mother could react, I massacred them and checked on her. She was dead. "Clare are you alright?" I asked as I moved towards her.

She looked up at me, "Onii-chan." she said weakly. She collapsed into my arms. I looked her over and saw that she wouldn't make it. One of the soldiers had shoved a knife into her gut. She was bleeding profusely and there was no way to stop the bleeding. "Can you sing for me, please?" she asked. Whenever she had a nightmare as a kid, I would sing for her to calm her.

"Your favorite?" I asked as I held back my tears.

"Please."

"Ok." and so I sang her her favorite song.

*song is called G.O.A.T. by theory of a deadman*

I sang as I held her in my arms and rocked her body. As she took her last breath, I finished the first verse and Chorus. After a few more seconds the tears stop leaving only hatred in their wake.

"Looks like there's one more we can take with us."

Four soldiers stood behind me ready to arrest me.

To hell with that. "You will all die." I said. Killing intent rolled of my body in waves. "None of you will leave here." At that point I lost to my anger and hatred. I don't know all of what happened after that, but of the 5,000 soldiers in the raid, 2,000 were dead and 1,000 were wounded afterwards. There commander stepped had to step in to stop me. She stood over my unconscious body. "He'll be perfect for the fighting games." she said with a grin that warped her face into one of murderous glee.

Present day

"Welcome to the stage THE GLADIATOR!" yelled the announcer. The crowd roared in excitement. I grabbed my buckler and single edged short sword. The games begin yet again. I can't die yet, not until I skewer the blue haired bitch of a general for what she did all those years ago. Tonight was the night of the escape. My fellow fighters and I would head south seeking shelter with the rumoured revolutionary army, so I have to survive today so that I can try to survive the night. Let the real games begin.