Born into Darkness

Born into Darkness

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Submitted: April 11, 2017

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The cheering shattered the silence, and as the metal bars begin to rise before me, that cheering only increased. My eyes fell onto the massive rounded stadium like area, thousands of seats remained filled of people circling the outer ring that was on a raised platform so that no one could reach the audience.

My chocolate brown eyes lock onto the figure at the end of the arena, he wore steel armour, in his hand he held a large sword which was newly sharpened. His gaze was only fixed on me. I glance down at my weapon, a silver sword much the same as his weapon. Soon, both these blades would meet.

His footsteps soon began to echo, as my eyes close, and my ears picking up the sound of his movements, he would soon be upon me, and the crowd would soon have the violence they so desire.

My eyes open, I saw him standing before me, raising his sword, and in a quick movement, our weapons clashed, sending the sound of metal ringing throughout the arena, I place one foot behind me before aligning my sword vertically, he struck once more. But I was ready. Almost as if time was no longer a concept, everything seemed to happen all at once, I sent my sword forwards, missing his blade which he used to attack, my blade made its mark through his chest, and his sword narrowly dodged my cheek.

The cheering which erupted through the air, it reminded me of what I had done. They had what they came for. I glance down, as the man’s body slumps to the ground. His weapon leaving his grip and striking against the hard concrete ground.

It wasn’t long before I taken back, and thrown into the stone cell which had been my home for several days. The lights were dimmed, and soon darkness took over. And silence once again, prevailed over everything.

Everyday’s the same. A fight to the death. No more joy, happiness or laughter, those emotions had to be left behind to make way for anger and hatred. The more you win, the more they want to see you crumble, and break down, to show your inner emotions in front of the crowd, they want to see you die. But if you show no emotion other than the will to destroy all that stands you. They try to bring out your survival instinct. This is the world I have fallen into.


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