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My head pounded like a drum. I felt like vomiting any minute now. Why did I feel like we just went on a roller coaster ride? I leaned my head out of the dirt and sand ground, both sticking to the side of my face. Taking a bit of a glance around. I don't remember Roman guards being in our timeline, in Rome...  Wow! They must have spent a lot of time on their costumes. It looked so real! 

I stood up, dusting myself off. I looked back to see the others on the ground. Ronin, Scarlett, and Jark. Now that I think of it... Where are we?

"Fuck..." Scarlett groaned.

"Bree, this is not the tour bus." Ronin coughed. I am sure she had a mouth full of dirt by now. 

"Yeah, where are we?" Jark asked. 

"I don't know, little bro." I told him, shaking my head. 

"Is everyone in one piece? No arms or legs detached?" I joked. We seemed to be in some kind of market place. People wearing nothing more than rags, walking by. Some were selling fruits and vegetables. Meanwhile, Roman guards were patrolling the area.

"I do not remember going here..." I heard Ronin say. She was right, we didn't come here in the first place. I tried so hard to remembered how we got here, my mind was all foggy. I felt something smooth in my hand. Now glancing down. I was holding some kind of sword, one that had many names carved in it. I had a comfortable grip on the hilt. But at the same time it was heavy, weighing my non-muscular arm down. 

"Where did you get that?" Jark points at the sword. I couldn't lie about this, cause I never really knew. 

"To be honest... I don't know."

"I don't want to know where it came from, let's just get out of here." Ronin did have a point. All we had to do if find out where we are and get someone to point us in the right direction. I felt so sad for some of these people, slaves getting sold, woman getting treated like whores. This is exactly why I never liked these times. But I still had doubts we were in our own timeline. I felt like this sword was dragging me down. I just let it drag around in the sand. We kept our heads low, making the least eye contact with anyone. We had many people look at us odd. What we all had in common, was a certain tattoo. We all had the same butterfly tattoo, just on different parts of our bodies. Scarlett had hers on her collar bone, meanwhile Ronin had hers on the side of her neck, Jark had his on his arm near his shoulder, meanwhile mine was on the back of my neck. We were not all related besides me and my little bro. I was starting to get a bad feeling... Getting many stares.Hang on... I think I know why...

"Halt!" We heard a man yell. Now froze in our tracks.

"What do we do?" I heard Jark whisper to me. Slowly we turned around. Yes, it was indeed a guard. I swallowed a lump in my throat.

"How did you get the freedom sword? Did you steal it?" He questioned, I tried to explain, but no words came out of my mouth.

"Whose sword is this?" Ronin asked.

"The Champion's, he fought in the arena, five years ago. He won his freedom, and he was never seen again. Now, hand it over." He tried taking it. I then backed up, refusing.

"Dude, leave her alone... Have you heard of 'finders keepers'." Scarlett stepped in front of me. 

"Move aside, if you don't I will have to enforce that you will regret it." The Roman guard was dressed in high quality armour, red, velvet cape, black hair. 

"No. Go fuck yourself. You ain't getting though us." Scarlett suddenly had a mischievous grin.

"You mess with one of us, your going to get the wrath of all of us." Ronin stood up for all of us. 

"Jark, if this get's ugly, run. I will find you." I whispered to my brother. 

"No, I am staying here with you. I am not going anywhere." Ah yes, my brother was stubborn. 

"Just do it for me, please..." The Roman guard suddenly drew his sword.

"Move aside!!!" He yelled from the top of his lungs, trying to intimidate all of us. This was causing more attention then it already was. The other guards got the idea that we were trouble.

"Bring it on!" Ronin licked her lips, and a chuckle escaped her throat. Three more Roman guards, lower ranks joined in. The other three drew their swords. And the fight was on. One came at Ronin, she quickly dodged his attacks. Scarlett quickly side swept the other's feet. The captain swung his sword at me. I lift the heavy sword just enough to make a block. Now looking back to my little brother, he seemed to be froze into place.

"Jark run!" I yelled at him. He suddenly picked up a piece of wood and blocked the unexpected attack that was coming at me. I had to give him credit for being there for me. Ronin dashed to help Scarlet, taking off her belt and started using it as a weapon. Both of them were kicking his ass. Ronin then twisted and broke one of the guard's arms. Scarlett then picked up a sword and started swinging. If we ever get out of this, alive, I am going to have to thank them. Scarlett then kicked one in the nuts, then kicked him in the cut. He fell back, crushing a booth. Angry sellers threw tomatoes and cabbage at him. I tried swinging the sword, I felt a pain in my arm. I swear, I think I might have pulled something. Both Scarlett and Ronin kept fighting, but they were getting beaten up pretty bad, Scarlett had a black eye, and Ronin got cut on the shoulder, tearing her leather jacket.

"Breanne!" I turned my head to Ronin, who pointed behind me. As I turned around, my breathing hitched. Shit...

"If you wish to see the boy live, drop your weapons!" The captain held a dagger to Jark's throat. 

"Don't do it!" Jark yelled. The captain slid the dagger closely across his throat. Causing a ribbon of blood to drizzle down his neck. I looked to my friends, they shook their heads and dropped their weapons. I took one last glance at the sword then dropped it. Ronin didn't drop her belt, instead placing it back on. The captain re-drawed his weapon back, then shoving Jark back towards us.

He  then picked up the sword that I had then, motioned us to follow. We went down many areas until we were going up a road. Some kind of structure lived at the top of the hill. On the way there I happen to notice how there was a few cliffs here and there. I hope we are not going to get into shit for this. When we arrived at the building, we seemed to be in a courtyard. Many men trained with wooden swords and shields. I think they might be gladiators. The building was two stories high, the top floor having a large wooden balcony with a wooden railing. Many beams of stone held up the structure. For some reason there were only three walls, and the fourth was a cliff.

We were still getting odd looks. Knowing these times never really had our kinds of clothing. The captain lead us though the structure. Beautiful tiles in the centre of the room with small bits of water and flowers were set there. We went through another room before going up a flight of steps. Then going down a black and white tiled hallway, to another room. A older looking man, about in his sixties, sat down at the table, reviewing something. A woman with curly blond hair, that was tied back, sat near him.

"I hope I am not intruding." The captain goes close to the table. The older man's attention then became aware. He looked up to the captain.

"Oh! Glaber! What a surprise this is!" The older man gets up and shakes Glaber's hand.

"Is your wife coming to stay with you?" The older man asks, Glaber then shakes his head.

"She's not, but she is coming to stay soon. Right when I leave-" Out of no where, a blond lady with such a hyper attitude joined the conversation.

"And you said I couldn't stay..." She pouts. The red head stands up to greet the blond.

"Ilithyia! What in Jupiter's name are you doing here?" They embrace in a comforting hug. As we looked over to Glaber, he didn't look too happy that she was here. He rolled his eyes and went back to talking to the older man.

"And why have you brought-" The older man takes a pause, examining our appearance.

"-them?" He asks. Glaber places the sword on the table.

"That." He gestures pointing to the sword. 

"Is that?" He exchanges a nod and a glance.

"How in Jupiter's cock, did they get this?" The older man grasps onto  the sword.

"Thieves. I suspect." I heard Ronin whisper something to Scarlett. 

"We're not thieves!" I heard Jark say, catching the attention of everyone. Well, at least he had the guts to say something.

"Kid, I wouldn't test his patience..." Glaber glared at Jark.

"Who are these people? They wear clothing we have never seen..." I could see Ilithyia's point. We do, in fact, look like people not of this era. And I don't think they have ever seen belt buckles, cause that was made way later in time.

"I don't care who they are, I want them out of here." The older man pointed to the door.

"Wait Batiatus." I heard the red head say. 

"We could have use for them." Shit.

"It's your call, Lucretia." I had an assumption that these two were husband and wife.

"All of you, come with me." We all gave each other a look of worry.

"The boy stays here." I froze in place, looking over to my brother.

"No! That's not happening!" I told them. I refused to let Jark stay with people we don't even know. 

"I only just want to talk with the boy, nothing more..." He sounded reasonable and a bit suspicious at the same time. I nodded but kept my eyes fixed on Jark. Jark gave me that look of 'I will be fine', I hope that's the case. 

*****

After a while of showing us around her home, I happen to wonder was there any girl Gladiators here? 

"Um... Lucretia?-" I tried asking before I was interrupted.

"Cease your tongue, you three only call me 'Domina'. You don't have such authority to call me by my name, you are slaves now." That last part hit me hard.

"Screw you! You think we will work under you, try again!" Ronin glared.

"I agree with Ronin, have you ever heard of human rights?" Scarlett asked.

"I have heard no such thing. Cease your fucking tongue from your mouth, before I cut it out." She points to Scarlett. 

"And that goes for you as well, you remind me of that thracian dog." She looked like she was going to lose it, pointing at Ronin. That was until a woman came to Lucretia. She was about 5 ft 6, tan skin, long, dark, curly, brown hair, in a pretty blue dress.

"Domina, you are needed on the balcony, your guests yet await you." She then takes a glance at us.

"I'll be right there." She acted all nice towards her all of a sudden. Now walking away, leaving us to nothing but our thoughts. But before she left out of sight, she talked to a man. When the man approached us, he seemed to be almost like a giant to me. 6 ft 4, and dark skin.

"Domina asked me to keep an eye on you three, for the time being." 

"What city are we in?" I asked, wondering this for about an hour now.

"You are in the city of the games, Capua, the city of Italy." That is DEFINITELY, not where the tour bus stopped. We originally bought tickets to go on a trip to Rome, we were suppose to go somewhere and then...

Why can't I remember what happened?

We followed the dark skin man to the training area. All of the men continued to spar, some made brutal attacks while others went more easy on the other, making them improve. I happened to notice only three walls, and the fourth was a cliff. It was like the wall was purposely removed.

"Has anyone ever fell off that cliff?" Ronin asked. The dark skin man turned around and looked at the three of us.

"A few have fell. Last week one of our Gladiators fell from that cliff. She claimed that it was an accident, but most thought it was on purpose. Batiatus knew she broke the rules, so he sent her off. She is now fighting for her life in the pits of hell, in which we call: The Underworld." It was going to be more difficult to get out of here, I thought.

Jark then came out from another set of doors. Suddenly from above us, Batiatus, Lucretia, and Ilithyia, came out to the balcony. We had to stand on the sands of the training ground to see them.

All of the Gladiators stopped and looked up to their master. 

"I know it's been one heck of a day, but I give you a task to complete within two days." Batiatus spoke.

"You will train, young Jark, here, to become a Gladiator." What in the eternal fuck! I leave him for about an hour and he is going to become a Gladiator! Oh no no no no, that is not happening!

All of the men looked over to Jark for a second, before looking back at Batiatus. They could not say any smart-ass remark considering they might get punishment, or worse...

"That is all!" Batiatus, Lucretia, and Ilithyia, then left.

"As you were saying from before, who was this Gladiator girl? I thought there wasn't any girls as Gladiators." I looked up at the tall, dark skin man. Ah yes! These were shitty times for women, especially when they were used for sexual desire, and roman woman were just way too hungry for desire. 

"Her name was: Glory, she ended up here, a year ago. Including that man over there." He pointed to the man that was about 6 ft tall, muscular, brown hair, and some great fighting skills. One of the other Gladiators came at him with the wooden sword and shield. He blocked and counters his opponent's attack, sending his opponent stumbling back. Each attack was more brutal then the last. The taller man then knocked his opponent's shield out of his hand and kicked his opponent in the chest, sending him falling on his ass. For good sportsmanship he offered a hand, in which the other dude gladly took.

"That man is named: Arden. He is the top three, in this facility. He has won over twelve matches in the arena, and only lost once by being wounded." I did notice a long diagonal scar coming down from his shoulder blade, and down half way down his chest.

"What do we call you?" Scarlett asked.

"You may call me: Oenomaus (On-a-may-us)." Interesting name! All of a sudden I noticed the training had stopped for some reason.

"Your going to be impossible to train!" I heard one of the men shout at Jark. Jark did not look to happy. It was like the kettle was going to blow!

"I am a fast learner!" Jark shouted back. A man with dark brown hair came out from the group of Gladiators. His hair was closely cropped, and a bit shorter than most.

"Stay out of this pup, before you get yourself hurt." He laughed before looking back to one of his comrades.

"Leave the kid alone, Crixus." A smooth voice said. Most of us froze in place. Arden stepped out of the crowd.

Crixus then turns around slowly, to see who had said that. Noticing that Arden wouldn't back down. Arden was a bit taller then Crixus by a bit. They then were face to face, about a foot in a half away from each other. 

"Is that a threat?" Crixus growled, as Arden glared at him. Any moment now they were going to tare each other's throats out. 

*Shwach!" We heard a whip sound was heard. Oenomaus had used it against the dusty ground.

"Enough!" We all suddenly froze, both Crixus and Arden didn't dare to stop looking at each other.

"Arden! Crixus!" Both rolled their eyes and looked at him.

"Eat, sleep, training starts at dawn." With that everyone retired for the night. They placed us in a room with just a mat on the floor, to sleep on. I was hoping everything would be alright in the morning, hoping this might be all a dream. I just kept thinking about how nice it would be just to wake up in a nice hotel bed, where you can have a shower and room serves. We need to figure out a plan how to escape or at least buy enough time to escape. Many thoughts ran through my mind, the one that's been stuck in my mind all day. Hoping that we weren't: stuck in the wrong timeline.

Heyo everyone! I hoped you enjoyed the long chapter so far, make that dull star shiny if you enjoyed this chapter :) Since I got a higher amount of votes for longer chaps, I wrote them longer. All of your Oc's are going to get their time to shine, I am not going to be the type of person who will put limited to one for ever chap, I am going to try to give all of your characters their time to shine! Even if it was a small part the next time they are mentioned or next chapter will be a bigger part :) Thank you for reading and this is my very first apply fic, and I am proud of it! Happy readings! More will be out soon!

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