Prologue

 

Year 2015, we've been at this three years. The Ressistance is falling, we are killing one another. It isn't good I've killed so many of my friends, I understand they forgive me but the thought of this isn't right.

 

We were caught off guard when they invaded. They thought instead of killing it would be more "amusing" for us to kill eachother.

 

We are all kinds of soldiers. I'm a seal and I've killed so many other kinds but its just not right. They've taken out LA and made it into a Coloseum city. They treat us like animals. We all are friends we make nick names for eachother that have to do with how we fight. I'm Rabbit because I'm fast and lucky. But once we walk through the gates into the arena its all over we fight to survive. Now of course there have been revolts but the guards allways end things quickly. Also people have refused to kill eachother but then they both die. The ressistance has tried to break us out but they either get put into the games or they get killed.

 

One day we will escape. One day we will get them out of America. One day....

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CHAPTER 1: You make 30

 

"Rabbit, Guess who I get to slaughter today?" I heard the voice and rolled my eyes. I don' like this guy we call him Mule. He thinks its because he has strong legs but we all know its for the Jackass category.

 

"Let me guess you get to 'slaughter' me?" I asked giving him false surprise.

 

"You got that little one" Mule laughed as he patted me on the shoulder. I looked up at him, he was one of those guys who had to much fun with killing, he wasn't even apart of a real army he was a militia man who was put in here with us for killing to many men. He was a really big guy, he was the archetypal red neck who wore the camo clothes which was to small for him to where. He even had that odor but luckily I got used to it.

 

"Alright what time do we head out?" I asked hoping to get this match over with. Part of me hoped that he would kill me because I'm in a hell whole that is all about death. But I do want to try to have an actual working revolt to where he can get people out of here.

 

"You have five minutes and its a weapon of choice match so have fun I'll end you life fast" Mule laughed as he walked into the barracks to pull out his weapons first. I saw him walk out with a huge RPG-7 and a mini gun in his other hand. I looked at him and rolled my eyes once more "Your turn now"

 

I walked into the barricade and closed the door behind me I didn't want anyone to see my hiding place. I walked into the back and moved one of the gun racks revealing a loose board. I picked up the board and pulled out a shoe box for a pair of converse. I opened the box and pulled out my lucky MP5K it had bandages wrapped around it that I can wrap around my hand to keep it attached. I also pulled out my back hand knife that also had bandages tied to my other wrist.

 

It was time for my challenge and I was as ready as I'd ever be. The second I walked out Mule shot out an RPG at me that almost hit my feet. Then Mule pulled out his Mini gun and started firing through the smoke and ash to confirm the kill. After the applause and bullets quieted. Well while everyone was watching the smoke clear to see a mangled body they didn't realize that due to my skate shoes I was already behind Mule. I held out my gun and fired hitting him in the arm until he ran out of the way. Mule lifted his Mini gun and fired some more rounds at me. Luckily I'm really fast on my special shoes. I slid out of the way underneath the raining bullets. I then fired my gun hitting Mule in the knee cap which made him drop to the floor. I slid up to him and shot him in both shoulders.

 

I raised my knife and grabbed Mule by his hair and looked up to the sky, a tear falling from my eye. "Lord please forgive me for taking another one of your children die" I whispered as I stared down at his neck and drove my bladed hand down.

 

The crowd cheered seeing me covered in blood. I just left and went into the holding cells as other new age gladiators cleaned up the mess I created. "I have to get out of here" I said quietly.

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