Chapter 1: Slavery

Now, to bed. Can't have you be too tired to fight, now can we. Dominus points to a windowless building next to the food area. I'll come get you when it is time ti train some more.

You lay down and try to sleep, even through the rambunctiousness of the more experienced gladiators. Your body is tired and sore and you look forward to a good night's sleep.

Just as your eyes close, you hear a familiar electric whip. Get up scrubs, that's enough rest for the unproven!

The voice is followed by rioting laughter of the other gladiators.

You're moved back outside. The sun is no longer visible but the moon shines down.

Back to the rocks, you miserable vermin! Dominus yells again. You will be gladiators before I am finished with you!

This "training" continues day after day for weeks. One day, about a month into training, you are paid a visit from the Lanista. He whispers to Dominus and he whispers back feverishly. They seem to be arguing and finally Dominus nods. Lanista leaves.

Drop your rocks, scrubs! Go rest. Tonight we find out if real gladiators you shall become. Dominus says.