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Enjoy Chapter 2.


2 – Attack

"You really should watch where you are going…" A fruity laugh resonated from above the young girl with blonde hair and deep aquatic blue eyes. She lifted her hand rubbing it against her face.

A groan escaped from her lips as Marcella sat up from the laying position she had been, when she tripped. She shot an above glare at her friend, who continued laughing vivaciously at her.

"You are quite clumsy Marcella. It is a wonder how you can manage to walk at all," a young girl, with short blue hair and sea green eyes, said in between giggles as she extended her hand to Marcella to help her up.

Marcella gladly took her friend's pale hand and stood up. She pretended to dust something off, at the front of her royal purple tunic which flowed stylishly to her knees. Turning her gaze to her friend, she noticed she was wearing a white tunic reaching her ankles and rather beautiful, golden jewelry which she admitted had complimented her friend's skin tone quite well.

"Why must you mock me so? You know I do not fall by my own choice, Lucia." Marcella looked frustrated at her bleuette friend, as Lucia shrugged her shoulders with a wide smile on her face.

"I know. It is just your nature to be clumsy. The gods could not even help you solve your condition."

Marcella pouted folding her arms across her chest as she made a soft humph sound, before turning away from Lucia.

"Then if my condition bothers you so much, then I see no reason for us to be friends anymore…"

"Now Marcella you should no-" Before Lucia could go on, someone cut her off.

"You know Lucia was just playing about you, Marcella. Do not take it to heart on her lively nature." The new, soft-spoken voice expressed their view as soft footsteps approached the duo. They turned to look at the newcomer.

"I guess you are right Mariana," Marcella began. "I just do not need to be reminded about my condition. It is already aggravating to live like this…"

Lucia looked sadly at Marcella and sighed, "That is true. I am sorry for teasing you Marcella." Marcella turned around and hugged Lucia, simply saying to her that she forgave her. Lucia returned the hug, and then glanced at Mariana. Mariana was a shy, quiet young girl who had interests with the night sky. She loved observing the stars in the midnight sky every night. She was taller than the other two, which she took pride of because she believed she was closer to the sky that way. She had long, brown hair and reddish pink eyes. She wore a warm yellow tunic that fell to her shins, with long sleeves which had become the latest trend in tunica fashion.

"Why are you here Mariana?" Lucia asked innocently.

"Oh…" Mariana looked shyly down before answering. "I received a message for you from your father, Marcella…"

"Really? What does he wish of me?" She released Lucia as she turned her attention to Mariana, walking closer to her with a curious look on her face.

"Uh… He wishes you join him for the games he is hosting in the Colosseum today…"

"The Colosseum? He knows I find no pleasure in watching those barbaric fights. It is just a bunch of unfortunate slaves who have to fight to death to survive, for the amusement of the Empire…"

"I understand what you mean…"

"Oh come on you two," Lucia exclaimed. "The games featured in the Flavian Amphitheater are a form of entertainment to everyone, and there are usually very handsome gladiators fighting there." Marcella and Mariana watched as Lucia seemed to be daydreaming about talking to an imaginary gladiator, in a dreamy voice. Mariana shook her head at her friend's strange behavior. Marcella chose to ignore her.

"Nevertheless, there must be a good reason for my father to invite me to the Colosseum. I will go but I trust that you two will be accompanying me? Of course you will Lucia…"

"Of course I am coming!" She said, snapping out from her thoughts.

"What about you Mariana?" Marcella asked her shy friend.

"Uh… Sure. Something interesting might happen today." If only Mariana knew how right she was.


The hungry cries of the congregated spectators echoed throughout the Colosseum complex. The loud cheers and excitement filled the Colosseum as one by one, gladiators entered the sandy, wooden arena to fight for their survival and amuse the crowd. At one section of the spectator areas, there sat the great Emperor Vitus on his large ivory throne, with a familiar blue eyed girl sitting on a smaller throne compared to her father's, along with her young mates beside her. Emperor Vitus watched attentively at each of the fights, deciding the fate of some gladiators with a thumb up or a thumb down.

The Emperor was a strong man, both mentally and physically, he had brought a lot of glory to the Empire and was loved by all. Although he had unfortunate events that occurred under his rule, he had been able to compensate to satisfy his Empire. The able Emperor wore a purple toga – which was a standard loose flowing outer garment that was elaborately draped around his body. A light purple tunic was worn below the toga reaching his knees and had long sleeves. However the red cloak he wore, which was fastened at the shoulder with a clasp and the green wreath demonstrated the true power that Vitus held in the Empire.

Vitus made a glance at his daughter, with his light blue eyes noticing that she was not enjoying events taking place below them. Her friends seemed engrossed at the fights, one more than the other but Marcella looked bored as though her mind was somewhere else. Vitus immediately called one of the officials of the Colosseum, commanding them to bring out something different rather than one-on-one compact. The official quickly nodded and made the arrangements for the next fight.

"My Emperor…" The fairly overweight official called out loudly, gaining the attention and silence of the spectators in the Colosseum. "You have requested something different and so shall it be done. Bring out the next gladiator! This gladiator is a slave from the far corners of the East and he will battle one of the most vicious wild cats, the roaring lions!" On cue, three steel gates opened.

The two gates on the Emperor's left side, two ferocious male lions emerged slowly onto the arena; while the third gate on the Emperor's right side a slightly muscular, pale skinned, half-naked young man wearing a brown loincloth, a gladiator helmet and was barefoot emerged as well onto the arena as he grasped tightly, with both hands on the hilt of their sword.

The lions began to encircle the gladiator at the center of the arena while growling at him. The gladiator took a brave pose as he waited for the first lion to make its attack. Marcella observed carefully as everyone watched the lone slave try to fight off two lions. At first, the gladiator had managed to slash the lions leaving them a bit weak however it all changed, when by mistake the gladiator let his guard down which the lions successfully took advantage of, in a swift moment. Marcella closed her eyes in horror as the lions began to devour on the fallen gladiator. People remained quiet when something unusual followed suit.

Marcella felt someone, most probably Lucia; tap her on the arm which Marcella thought that Lucia was trying to tell her to open her eyes. After a quick consultation with herself in her mind, Marcella finally agreed to open her eyes after Lucia tapped her arm again. Gazing at the arena below her, Marcella adjusted her eyes and tilted her head to the side; she caught sight of a new figure, definitely a gladiator but unlike the other one from before this one, she noted, had a tanned complexion with an exceptionally well-built body even though they were only dressed in a black loincloth, confidence seemed to be radiating from this young-looking gladiator.

Much to Marcella's disappointment, which she did not understand why, the new gladiator wore a helmet therefore hiding their face from the world. She also did not understand why but there was definitely, to her, something different about this gladiator.

Her curiosity was rising.

"Who is he?"


Okay I'll leave it there as a cliffhanger, hehe.

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