(A/N: In this story, a building is made that it similar to the gladiators in the colosseum. It is in modern times, not in the past)
I stared up into the sky seeing the bright blue sky and the big clouds. Dust went in my eyes, blocking my view. I sighed and lied back down on the cheap rags I was given as a child. I did, however catch the guards talking about the games going on in the ampitheatre. I had no chance of escaping. I was captured and forced to be a slave after my parents' death. At five years old, it was pretty rough for me. Needless to say, all that work had made pretty strong, but my muscles almost always gave out from the lack of food. Nobody cared that I was still in mourning, nobody cared that I was only five, nobody cared if I died from being overworked. They never cared, the people that were rich and noble. They were always the most selfish out of all of the may have looked good but they were demons in disguise. This year, it was my first year, as a gladiator. Only three years and I would be free. But being the smart fifteen year old I was, I knew it wouldn't be easy. I had to make sure that I wouldn't get killed and be the one that killed the others. I wasn't a killer. I didn't want to kill the ones that suffered the same as me, but there was no other choice. The tournament was today in the arena. I only had a couple of hours and I already felt sick. I had no idea what I was going to do. The hours passed too quickly for my liking and before we knew it, we were forced into gladiator suits. I looked around uncomfortably. All the people were men in their mid thirties with experience and well built bodies. I just wanted another chance in life. Maybe I will get to meet my parents in the afterlife.
"Uchiha Sasuke," my name was called by the guards, with my armor clattering. I was taken into a hallway where I had a good view of the stadium. There were thousands and thousands of people looking at the arena and they were all watching intently at the stadium. Oh look thousands of people have gathered to see me die what an honor, I thought. The guards pushed me ahead until we were by the door. I looked behind and saw many others behind me. I wouldn't miss this place. Taking a deep breath I stepped forward and the breeze made my black hair get swept in the wind.