SO this is my first story on this site with help from my bro the Thetruehero who will be helping me along with this story and advice from another author AnneAquila(check out their stories btw) so I'm hoping you guys can give me some advice on my story and help with the flow and if you see any errors don't be afraid to send me some tips and tricks and such, Blake is my OC made up for roleplays I used to do! I have always had a fascination with Janus and his life I just wish he was real! Oh well I hope you enjoy reading Dealers Choice 1st chapter!

Chapter 1: Beginning of the end

Join the Legion or Die

Those were the first words spoken to me by a short blonde kid named Octavian. It seems I made the wrong choice. I should really introduce myself, my name is Blake Jefferson son of Janus the Roman god of Doorways, Beginnings, endings, time and of course choices…the one thing I can't seem to get away from in life, it seems like no matter what I do I always end being the one who has the make the choice. In this case the one to live or die, fight with some scrawny blonde kid who I have never met or just keep going on as I have for years. I have never met my father, but I was told by this old hag who was my neighbour told me he was a roman god and told me she used to serve in the legion when she was younger now retired, she told me to seek it out, so I did! So, I was standing here in front of the river called the Tiber as I was told by a guard outside the tunnel, a small blonde scrawny kid came up to me and told me to join the legion or die. Being the son of Janus I love to make choices and this one truly intrigued me, so me being me chose the option that was more fun, I turned and ran. I ran for so long that my lungs were burning with fire and I felt like they were going to explode. I stopped when I reached a coffee shop and knelt over to get my breath back when the hairs on the back of my neck stood up.

Kind of guessed it would be Jerry. Well believe it or not, Jerry is not my friend…Jerry is a hellhound who I have a certain history with, he never seems to want to kill me even though I have given him countless scars and cuts across his body the last few years. He seems to just want to chase me as much as he can. Jerry has been following me ever since I first left my apartment after finding out from my neighbour about her serving in this legion she called it? First time I encountered him I had left school and, on the way, home he hit me from behind knocking me into traffic when I was about to cross the road and I turned and swung a punch at him without even thinking and I'm pretty sure at the time I had broken my hand.

But thankfully I hadn't, and I got up and kept running and got to my apartment where he stopped outside the building and I stayed there for days until I believed that he was gone. But anyway, I looked behind me and saw Jerry staring at me from across the street waiting for me to move "Can't I get one break you mutt?!" I shouted and took a deep breath before running again down an alleyway. I heard Jerry bark loudly and start to chase me as our game of cat and mouse continued once more.

I ducked through alleys, ran down five streets, ran through some restaurant and accidentally knocked a waiter over and out the back into another alley. I couldn't take it anymore, I just collapsed onto the ground gasping and panting my legs felt like lead weights. I propped myself up against a trash can and tried to get my breathing under control when I heard the growl. Jerry had found me again. looked at the end of the alley and saw my nemesis stalking towards me. Jerry was roughly the size of a Hummer, had shaggy black hair that was slightly brownish, and glowing red eyes...well eye. I cut one of his eyes about a month ago, hey he had my leg in his mouth what was I supposed to do?! Anyway, he was walking slowly towards me and I backed up until I hit a wall, it was a dead end. I was trapped! "Oh come on Jerry! Don't I get like a frequent fighter pass or something?" I asked knowing exactly what the answer would be. Jerry growling and leaping towards me, I closed my eyes and waited to be eaten when suddenly the wall wasn't there anymore.

I fell through the concrete and found myself sixty feet in the air, I thrashed and screamed as I hurtled towards the ground. I landed on something furry and heard a yelp, I had landed right on Jerry and knocked him out cold!
I gasped a little from whatever that little stunt was and took this opportunity to run. I left the hellhound snoozing in the alley as I ran to the nearest bus station. I had a few dollars in my pocket and paid for a ticket to Concord. Oh, did I not say?

My apartment is in Concord I know stylish right? It only took about an hour with traffic and when I hopped off the bus I figured Jerry was probably awake by now. I quickly made my way to my old neighbourhood and found my apartment It was an old brick building with chipping paint and rotting stairs but hey it was home. I opened the door and as usual I was greeted with silence, well almost silence. I heard a ring, like when someone flips a coin that little ring you hear. I tried to pinpoint where it had come from but found nothing out of the ordinary. I shrugged and made my way to my bedroom, it wasn't really a bed more like a cot with a blanket and a pillow, and a teddy bear but I swear to Jupiter if you say anything about that I will kick your butt! I just sighed as I laid down on my bed when I heard the ring again, I shot out of my bed that wasn't my imagination this time. Something made that sound!

I quietly got out of bed and made my way down the steps to the first floor. I didn't see anything, I walked into the kitchen and found the culprit, a small gold ring was laying in the very center of the kitchen table. I picked it up, it looked like one of those school rings with a thick gold band, on the sides of the ring were the etchings of a two headed man, Janus, and then there was the gem. The gem matched my eyes! It was a swirling mix of blue and brown, oh yeah, I may have forgotten to mention that I have one blue eye and one brown. I may have forgotten to say it because I was just attacked by an obsessed hellhound! Anyway, on the inside of the of the band was a Latin word that I was able to translate after a few seconds.

"Verdict"

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