It was incredibly dark and damp….. A voice echoed loudly in my ears. "Young man….. welcome to your new home…. The Gladiator Pit."
I replied in a monotone voice. "My name is Broly."
The mysterious voice echoed again. "Okay, Broly…. Here is your first challenge…. To be a gladiator…. Is to be able to kill. They are synonymous…. Because here…. Our warriors fight with their lives on the line…. This will serve as a test….. and also your first lesson. Good luck little one…. I hope you make it out!"
The ropes around my legs and hands loosened and slipped off. I heard steps coming towards me. They were coming from straight ahead.
Pitter patter... pitter patter...
They weren't loud at all…..
The man….. or should I say…. Boy... came into view. He looked mean and angry. Angry at the world possibly…. For putting him in such a situation.
The mysterious man spoke once more. "LET THE GLADIATORIAL GAMES COMMENCE!"
"Huh….." I was shocked. Were there people watching? I couldn't see anything though…..
The boy in front of me was short and stocky. He had a decent amount of muscle on him for his age. He had dark green eyes and dirty brown hair. It was rough and messy. He was a bit tanned and his fists looked like hams. They were large.
He walked towards me at a steady pace.
I put my hands up and tried to stop this. "We don't have to fight…. We don't have to do what they say."
The kid grit his teeth and kept walking. "They'll kill us!"
I tried to talk sense into him. "Then let them… if they kill us and keep on killing us. Who will be their gladiators? Who will be able to bring in cash for them?"
He threw a punch at me but I slipped it and kept walking backwards. This kept on happening throughout the conversation.
"They'll just kill our families if we don't obey them…."
Broly: What are they gonna do? Kill all of us?
"They'll just keep enough of us alive….. STOP DODGING AND FIGHT!"
Broly: You're right…. They don't need all of us alive and it isn't reasonable to think that everyone will disobey them. Only if everyone bands together and disobeys them…. Maybe then they'll have to change… Only then will it be more beneficial to negotiate with us….. But that won't happen… All of us banding together to have enough power isn't reasonable….. We need one or a few who can become powerful enough to stand up to them….
After continuously dodging and slipping attacks my back ended up bumping into the cold stone wall. I lost my footing and also slipped a bit. The other boy took advantage of this and tried to punch me in between my eyes. I ducked down and his fist hit the wall.
Broly: FINE! YOU WON'T LISTEN! A FIGHT IS WHAT YOU WANT!