OOC Here! "So why did ye sign up for dis?" The convict spoke to me. It was hard to understand him through his cracked teeth. "Me? Oh. I uhm." I gulped, I didn't wanted to get beaten into a bloody pummel before the match had even started. "I was in debt to the New Roman Government. M-My trinket shop wasn't to succesful?" "Trinket shop ey?" The convict smirked. "After this I'll make sure to make a necklace out of your ears." "I err. I uhm." I gulped and started moving through the crowd of other people who had signed up. I didn't want to be near the brute during the start. He'd likely kill me first and I wasn't in a hurry for that. I bumped into one of the guards. He turned around and pushed me. I fell onto some people who lifted me back up and backed away. "You have a problem mate?" The guard spoke with a British accent. "N-No." A couple of the other wanna-be gladiators smirked. "I was just trying to get away from t-" "Trying to run off huh?" The guard laughed and stepped on a box. "Oi, Mort! We got a runner offer over here!" A big deep voice replied. "Send em' to the front then!" The front was the worst place. The Emperor was always eager to fill in the worst spots first, those ones were close to whatever monsters they were able to get their hands on or mutate. "Clear a path!" The guards voice boomed over the crowd people started to shuffle a small path, he grabbed me by the arm and dragged me to the front. "Who's this then?" A large and fat man, wearing a Captain's uniform spit at as he talked. "That means whats your name you empty-headed wanker." He hit me over the head. "Ow!" That brought a laugh from everyone near me. I looked down not wanting to show my red hot face. "The names Willem mi'lady." "Mi'lady?" The fat man slobbered all over his red armor. A few others laughed "Willem considers himself a comedian!" "No I just supposed by the size of your breasts that you were a woman." I was quite angry with this man, he was going to get me killed. I had figured, make fun of him while I can. Everyone laughed. The fat man laughed himself. "I'll make sure to get you an extra special weapon." Great, now I was not only going to die but I was also going to have nothing to give me the illusion of hope. This was turning out to be a great day. A few minutes had passed, I didn't talk to anyone, just stood, my legs ached. I was used to standing for an hour in the same place but so far I was having a hard time with the six hours of standing. Then a hatch opened, the rusty iron brought dust and light to fall upon the crowd. "Alright. Raise the gate, we are starting." Then the man closed the hatch and then the fat man hit a button. The wooden gate slowly began to move as the chains pulled it up. I could see the crowd, already cheering. There were lots of them today to see the start of the new cycle of the arena. It was bright, I had to squint to see. The arena was sand and huge. I could see several other gates opened and more opening. It was said thousands came into the start of a new cycle and only hundreds come out. However, all the sand would absorb the blood. "Get on out there then!" The fat man pushed me up the ramp, there were guards in armor wearing helmet. They looked at me as I passed. "Make sure to give this one the best you've got." The final man wore gold embroidered armor. A laugh was heard through the hard steel of his helmet. He was present a very large bag, he pulled something out of it. It was a rifle, a laz rifle. He looked at it, nodded and then laughed. He put it back in the bag. "Oops." He then pulled out a ten pack of metal spoons and tossed it to me. "Really?" Well now, humiliated, dead and hopeless. I was sent out into the Arena. The Emperor sat in his seat, looking up all the first from each gate. He pointed at one man, then a spot and did the same for everyone else. He always does this for the first thirty or so before he lets the complex computers do his work for him, which was much more efficient and let the games play within a reasonable amount of time. I was sent next to a cage that contained something that looked like a mix between a tiger, a shark and praying mantis. It had so many teeth and then those arms were just plain scary. "Great." I broke open the plastic holds on the ten pack of spoons, took one in one hand the nine left in the other. I figured I would throw them or something. It might be entertaining for the people to watch as I try to crawl away as the praying tiger shark thing was eating my legs. It wasn’t long before the Emperor grew tired of arranging the Gladiators, he then waved off to a nearby noblemen to run the computer program. The Nobleman walked over to the giant computer and hit one button starting it all. Messages were sent to each gate and the prisoners were filed out ten at a time getting told where to go and then more soldiers were overviewing the process actually on the Arena. There were so many gladiators, I counted at least two hundred. Only twenty five us would come out of this match, then the next battle would come on the next day. I managed to get myself on the day when everyone wants blood. The first day. Brilliant right? The horn blared and it started. The monsters cages doors opened and we were given to go to battle. I could hear everything from battle cries, screams, gun shots, laser shots and roaring as I looked at the praying tiger shark and gulped. It looked back and me and then began to charge all four legs beating against the ground. I threw a spoon at it’s eye, it missed and hit it in the next, it didn’t do much. I panicked dropped my spoons and ran, not anywhere specific but just away. A gladiator looked at me and ran over. He began to swing his broad sword at me but I had reacted faster and leaped off to my left. The Tiger monster decided to give up the chase on me and attacked the broad sword guy. I looked behind me it horror. It ripped apart the dude with it’s arms and then turned around to look at me again. I muttered a curse and got to my feet. I then spied the shotgun not far away. I ran towards it at lightning speed and I could hear the creature roaring as it began to run as well. I was about to grab the shotgun when I felt a man throw me back. I got to my feet and he picked the shotgun up and pointed it at me. I kicked it out of the way and it shot. He then pushed me again and charged at me while I was on the ground. I picked up a knife I saw near me and then stuck it upward closing my eyes. I felt him topple on me. He was heavy. I pushed him off of me and took a deep breathe. Then the tiger monster leaped onto him sinking it’s teeth in. I yelped and dashed for the shotgun, I caught the beasts attention, I grabbed it and turned around and shot. It stopped mid air falling to the ground. I then inspected the shotgun, I saw it was a over and under shotgun. I opened the barrel and the two empty shells flew out. I looked around quick and couldn’t find anything. “Fucking hell.” I grabbed a dirk and looked nearby, there was still lots of gladiators and lots of people to get through.