Title: Bred To Kill Them All

Author: Amaranth827

Over-all Rating: MA

Chapter Word Count: 2,608

Warnings: May contain Triggers! Read at your own discretion! There are probably going to be a lot of touchy subjects in this story which may include but not limited to: Slavery, forced sexual acts, physical abuse, mental abuse, violence, multiple sexual partners, fighting, killing, drinking, torture and anything else you may find in the Spartacus Series and in Starz shows. It is rated MA, for more than one reason, so please read with caution. I will try to give a chapter warning also. Also I am not an expert in the speech they used back then but I tried my best so bare with me.

Disclaimer: I don't claim to own the character of Spartacus or to have anything to do with the show, which solely lies with Starz and Steven S. DeKnight. I just like to use the characters as toys in my imagination. Sorry Agron and Nasir! I write these just for fun, no profit was made!

Chapter Warnings: Mild to sometimes strong language, Mild Sexual Situations, Mentions of Slavery, Mild Violence and Mentions of Blood.

Chapter 06: Lives Forfeit When Enemies of Rome

Nasir stood there watching all the men around him cautiously. He was trying to ignore how happy his fellow house slaves seemed about no longer having a Dominus. He did not see how that was a good thing. Their lives were forfeit now. They were now all branded enemies of Rome. He was sure of it. Nasir was just about ready to speak his mind to the chatty men around him when two large dark skinned, half naked men came to stop in front of him and the others. They were two of the Gladiators. All of the Gladiators were clad in very little cloth. He supposed that was the appeal of them, show off their bodies to make the crowds like them in the arenas. But they were not in the arenas any more. Nasir hissed when then men ushered him and the others to stand in a line in front of the villa. He was the last to do so, reluctant to do anything these men wanted of him.

Nasir looked to his left and saw that Spartacus "The Bringer of Rain" was walking towards them. He had been the only one that wasn't in awe of the man, in this house. He looked past Spartacus to the very good looking man, who was walking slightly behind Spartacus and beside another man who had his hand on the said good looking one's shoulder. They were all in conversation, he couldn't hear all of their words but he hear the handsome one say something about 'fighting men' but the rest was lost on Nasir's ears. Nasir's eyes were once again openly staring at the man of their own accord.

As the man got closer Nasir could clearly see his brilliant green eyes and the furrow of his brow. Nasir snapped back to what was going on around him when someone took a hold of the leather collar around his neck and pulled it off, it made a weird snapping noise that Nasir didn't like. He absentmindedly raised his hand and ran his fingers across his now bare neck. It felt wrong to Nasir. Soon a sword was thrust into his hand and he saw the good looking man shake his head and then the words, 'blood' filled Nasir's ears.

Agron couldn't believe how trusting Spartacus was of these new men. He rolled his eyes when he saw the looks on the faces of the newly freed slaves grasping the swords, most if not all for the first time. He watched them turn the swords in their hands for a time and then he sighed and stepped back, leaning against the wall, closing his eyes as he listened to Spartacus tell Kraynos and Ortius to test the newbies skills before taking to bed. He let out another sigh as he felt someone place themselves against the wall beside him. At first he thought it to be Spartacus or Auctus, but realized the body next to his was smaller than both the men. Agron opened his eyes to see Chay standing there facing him a smile on his face and eyes locked to his. Agron raised an eyebrow waiting for the other German to speak.

Chay's smile grew showing off his teeth. "You seem in need of sleep my young kin." Agron looked stressed and tired. Chay dared to let his eyes roam and took in the sight of the taller and younger German in front of him. Agron's tanned, muscled chest was slowly moving in and out. Chay could see a slight sheen of sweat that was still glistening Agron's skin. He started to let his eyes travel lower, following the thin leather cord necklace that Agron wore, its long strings covering almost the whole length of his torso, but stopped when he heard Agron growl slightly. Chay snapped his eyes back up to Agron's face and smiled his toothy smile again, despite the scowl upon the other German's face. Chay glanced back down and watched Agron's hands clench into fists and then unclench.

In the week he had been with the Rebels, Chay had seen many of the men laying claim to other's but never saw Agron with anyone. Not anyone besides Auctus. He did not know the story of the two but he did not care. He had also seen Agron always with Spartacus, Mira, and Donar. Chay glanced back up to Agron's face and was just about to suggest they find a room, when he felt a hand on his shoulder causing him to jump. He turned to see Auctus glaring at him.

"Leave fucking sight…" Auctus commanded. He did not like this guy, something about him was off and Auctus could sense it. He was going to say more when Chay raised an eyebrow at him, challenging him to make him leave, but Spartacus joined them and Auctus drew silent.

"Go see where help is needed Chay." Spartacus told the short German man and watched him look at Agron and then at Auctus and he let out a huff of air and then walked away. Spartacus leaned on the wall in the spot Chay had just vacated. He watched Auctus walk around them and stand on the other side of Agron. "So it seems he has affections towards you." He announced as he watched Chay disappear inside the villa.

"He only wants cock in ass." Auctus snarled.

Agron smirked at Auctus' response and closed his eyes again. He heard Spartacus chuckle and opened his eyes again to look at his friend. "Were his words amusing?" He asked not sure as to why they would be. Auctus' words spoke the truth. Agron knew that was all Chay wanted from him. Hell it was all a lot of men and women wanted from him.

"And you shall not indulge him?" Spartacus questioned.

Agron felt the smile creep onto his face. He found it amusing at the tone the Thracian had asked in, indicating he thought Agron should indulge the other German. Agron heard Auctus growl beside him at Spartacus' words and Agron shook his head at Spartacus. "Frustrations may be taken out in the wrong manner…" Agron admitted. He did not want to cause damage where damage should never be caused. Auctus grunted and Agron hit his side with the back of his hand.

Spartacus raised an eyebrow but nodded, he understood what Agron meant. "Have you broken many words with him?" He wondered how much Agron knew of him.

"A fair sum." Agron closed his eyes again. He stayed silent for a short time but then decided to tell Spartacus what he had learned of Chay. "He too has a brother, yet he still draws breath. Chay was sold out to the house he and his brother belonged too. Four years have come and past since he has last seen his brother." Agron tried not to focus on his thoughts of Duro as he told Spartacus what he knew.

"I don't even know if he will be an asset when fighting." Auctus grumbled. He wasn't too impressed at Chay's attempt to bond with Agron. He wasn't jealous he just didn't like the guy.

Spartacus nodded at both of them. "Where was he sold from?"

Agron shrugged. "Shall I inquire?" He asked knowing why Spartacus wanted to know.

"It would be of great use Brother." Spartacus clapped Agron on the shoulder.

Agron nodded and glanced at Auctus, who was scowling now. He nudged him with his shoulder and then pushed himself off the wall.

Auctus started to follow Agron when Spartacus put a hand on his chest stopping him.

"We do not need any quarreling, go aid in training the newly freed."

Auctus let out a huff of air, he didn't like the fact that he was being told what to do but he would do it regardless.

Agron watched Auctus, who gave him a half smile before he walked off to join the other men in training. He let out another sigh and then rounded the corner. Chay couldn't have gone far. Agron turned his head when he heard a group of the women giggling and he ran right into someone. The person he sought.

Chay let out a grunt and took a hold of Agron's sides, fingers firmly gripping his smooth, bare skin. "Did you require assistance?" He asked with a smile, not removing his hands.

Agron looked down at Chay's hands and then stepped back, making Chay's hands drop from his sides. "Spartacus would have information from you."

Nasir stood watching the men around him quietly, sword still in his hand. Chadara came to his side drawing his attention to her and her now collarless neck. He raised a hand to his own neck and found no collar, something that was hard to get use to. He let out a sigh.

"Tiberius, are you not impressed by the sight of these men?" Chadara asked looking at him. She thought most of the men looked like Gods and both she and Tiberius would be happy to be claimed by any of them.

Nasir looked at Chadara, eyebrow raised. He knew how she felt about sex and knew she was waiting for one of the men to claim her. He was about to say something in response to her question when he noticed the very handsome man back out of the doorway of villa, his back muscles tensed. Nasir could see hands on his bare sides.

"That is Agron." Chadara told Tiberius seeing where his eyes fell. "Is he not pleasing to look at?" She let out a small noise that clearly showed her pleasure in the sight of the man.

Nasir didn't respond he just kept watching this Agron. He now had a name to put to the handsome man. When Agron stepped to the side and leaned against the wall, Nasir could see a shorter man, much to his own height, had been the one with the hands on Agron's bare skin. He watched as the short man turned stepping towards Agron, invading his space again. "Can he not tell he is not interested?" Nasir mumbled with a hiss.

"So you do like what you see?" Chadara asked smiling at him.

Nasir wasn't going to respond, he was still too upset about being freed against his wishes. This villa had been his house since yet the age of nine and he did not know how to accept that it was now gone.

Agron let out a hushed snarl as Chay stepped close to him once again. He couldn't help the smile that found its way to his lips again at the growl the young German let out. "What information does our great leader seek?" Chay asked taking another step forward.

Agron felt his shoulders tense at the lack of space between them and prayed for Chay's sake that he did not try to touch him again. He watched the shorter German before he spoke again. "He inquires about the villa you belonged to with your brother."

"It is a large villa just west of Neopolis." Chay smiled again at the young very handsome German standing in front of him, trying to coax a smile in return. He stepped a little closer and looked at Agron's face again. "Will you grace me with a smile?" He asked with another yet wider smile of his own. He had only seen Agron's beautiful smile a few times in their journey and wished to have that smile directed at him.

Agron raised an eyebrow again at Chay's question and watched the man's smile grow on his face. He let out a sigh and decided he was going to ignore the other German's advances, he would let Auctus worry about them if they became too much. "You may be reunited with your brother before long." Agron stated and then started to push himself away from the wall when he felt a calloused hand press against his lower abdomen, trying to hold him in place. He let out a growl.

"So jung, und doch so stark." Chay said as he splayed his fingers across smooth muscled skin.

"Nimm deine verdammte Hand weg…" Agron growled, he didn't want to fight with Chay and show any weakness to the new recruits, but he didn't know if he would be able to stop himself if Chay did not listen.

Chay smiled up at the younger German. "Cock rises at such noises passing lips!" He kept his hand still in place as Agron narrowed his bright green eyes at him. "Do you not crave to be touched as I crave to touch you?" Chay asked.

Agron couldn't help the growl that escaped his lips at the man's words. Just as he was going to say something back to Chay, he felt the man's hand slide lower over his navel and to the top of his leather belt. "Remove fucking hand…" Agron repeated in common tongue this time growling through gritted teeth. He could feel all his muscles tensing.

Chay smiled a very toothy smile at him, the tenseness in Agron's muscles was not expected but Chay did not stop. He was just about to slide his hand lower with Agron gripped his wrist very tightly.

Agron grabbed Chay's wrists pulling his hands away from his skin. He twisted Chay's arm behind his back and then pinned him against the wall, he had previously been leaned against. Agron pressed Chay's face into the coarse stone wall and leaned close to his ear. "I am not fucking you." He gave one last push and heard Chay groan and then he released him and then turned away, feeling eyes upon him. He glanced to his left and found brown eyes locked onto his own green ones. Agron let out a sigh and walked off to find Spartacus.

Nasir hissed when he saw the short man standing in front of this Agron slide his hand down his defined stomach. He could see all of Agron's muscles tensed to what looked like a painful state, yet this man continued with the sliding of his rough looking hand downward. That's when Nasir noticed the smaller man's other hand come up to rest on Agron's right hip and in an instant Agron had gripped the man's wrists and was moving him, pinning him face first into the wall. It looked like Agron was saying something to the small man and then he turned away and Nasir found their eyes locked onto one another. It was Agron however that broke the contact and turned away from Nasir. Nasir himself let out a sigh and turned his gaze back on the short man, he had scrapes on his face where it had been shoved into stone, Nasir felt himself smirk.

"Seems he did not care for hands upon him!" Chadara commented from beside Nasir.

"That was clear from the beginning." Nasir hissed, unwanted touching bothered him. That is why he always tried to take care of his fellow house slaves when the guards had laid rough hands upon them. But he knew he could never protect them.

"Do not worry Tiberius I am sure Agron can take care of self…" Chadara smiled at him.

"That maybe so, but others do not have the right to touch when it is not wanted." He growled.

Chadara just nodded at him. "I thought we would escape unwanted touches being amongst fellow slaves but it seems to still happen."

Nasir wasn't sure what to say, he still was not happy about being among slaves as enemies of Rome.