Kill or be Killed

Well Merry Christmas for all of you tuning in.. I was too busy trying to save my ass..

well here's the story.

The guards opened the door, and pulled me out. They took me to the same gate as earlier, where i refused to fight.

Well.. seeing as though I don't want to black out again..

I'm gonna fight..

The gate opened, and I stepped into the ring.

Masses of cheering would resonate in the arena..

Jut lovely.. Christmas day and all I can give these people is my life..

I walked to the center, and standing in front of me.. was my opponent.

He was 4 inches taller than me, his slick black hair combed  in the back, and he was like seriously built, he also had a belt full of knives.

I wasn't worried...

'Till I saw the huge double sided axe on his shoulder.

Fuck..

???: "Another victory..." He starts laughing. "I'm Darius.. whats your name?" He spoke with enough hubris to fill every Greek demigod and then some

 Me: "Why bother telling you my name? One of it is gonna die shortly anyway.."

Darius: "Helps to know  who to call my latest victim." He makes a crooked smile. "

I saw a gladius sitting in the sand and I picked it up, spinning it before getting ready.

The Leader stood up in the box and smiled at me.

"Begin!" He commanded, his voice echoing throughout the arena.

Darius charged at me. He raised his axe and tried swiping down at my head.

I slid under his legs and stumbled to get up.

As the fight progressed the Leader raised an eyebrow with intrest, a guard spoke from behind him.

Guard: "He can't possibly win.."

Leader: "We'll see.."

They both continued to watch the fight with interest.

"Damned brute.." I whispered and turned to face him.

He turned around. "You gonna run away Coward? Huh?" He walked towards me, dragging his axe on the ground.

I retreated back, though it only took 20ft for me to slam my back against the stone wall.

He tried swinging again, and his axe slammed inches from my head, slamming into the stone wall..

He ripped it out and tried again.

I tried parrying it with my gladius by trying to slash at the axe blade

All it could do was knock it to the side,  the edge of my chest now sliced. I winced in pain.

He was slow to recover this time, and I took my chance, slicing at his right hand.

He let go of the axe on impact and stepped back, looking at his bloody hand.

 I took my chance and tried slashing his chest.

He stepped to the side and grabbed my wrist and squeezed it.

It felt like my wrist was being crushed under a car or something..

He tossed me into the wall, and I think i bounced off of it..

He grabbed his axe and walked towards me.

"Finally I'm gonna end this fight.. you weakling.."

I tried standing up, All i could hear was the crowd cheering.

I swear for a second I saw 3 of him with 3 axes...

Well that ain't good.. I wobbled a bit before coming to my senses.

But they came a bit too late..

He hit  me with the blunt end of the axe that joined the 2 blades, which knocked the wind out of me and I slid down against the wall

He repeated this over and over, each hit feeling harder than the last.

"Just die damn it.." He brought his axe up, and tried swinging it down.

I dropped the gladius and raised my arms over my head, arms locked in an X

The wooden shaft of the axe slams into my wrists, the blade slicing down my face from my eyebrow down to my cheek.

Warm blood fell down my cheek and into my lips and I spit it out. 

 Me: Sorry to burst your bubble Darius.. I had other things in mind.. "

I lunged forward, rolling forward and I grabbed one of his daggers, this one a KA-BAR.

He tries punching me with his right hand, and using my left hand I push it aside to my right, then spun along his arm, dodging the blow and I slam the knife into his back.

 The knife hit him in his spinal cord and he slumps over paralyzed.

I walked back and grabbed  his axe. I looked up at the Leader and he nodded

"I'm Tommy.." I smile, my pent up anger filling my gaze. "And you're dead.."

I raised his axe and looked away for a second.

I can't kill him... I just can't..  He's probably a prisoner just like me..

He also hurt me.. caused me pain.. almost killed me for Christs sake!

I looked at him with an angry gaze, and slam the axe down on his skull.

There was a crack as his head cracks open quite easily,blood splattering my face and chest.

His brain was easily visible and caked with blood and splintered skull, it looked like a weird jello mixture to me..

The more I looked at him, the more afraid I became.. afraid of being like who killed Her..

I heaved the axe on my shoulder and walked back to where I came, the heavy axe made walking troubling.
The Leader looked at the dead corpse and stood up, revealing his regal purple and gold robes.

Guard: "Sir, Shall we keep going with the plan?"

Leader: "Continue as planned.."

I sighed and proceeded through the gate and to my cell, the looks on the prisoners faces..
Some were shocked I made it out.. others noticed the blood and axe and were even more terrified..

I came back into my cell, the only other thing that was in the cell

Was silence..

Irelia was gone.