The start of the end

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        One thing about Sparta is the land, it's beautiful. Iimagine a place that's blessed by the hand of god lush green hills ,olive trees, and a light sea breeze. But it comes with a fatal price,if you are a male you are taken at the age of 7 and trained to fight for the land called home.

     My 17th birthday is approaching and i will get my first taste of death hopefully not my own.

       I stepped out into the sandy sparing ring I'm scrawny but quick most call me Brutus. I have white skin and blue eyes. When my trainer stepped on too the sand i cursed under my breath.

         I magine a bear with a nasty scar across its chest. Now piss that bear off and there you have it, my trainer drew a practice blade(a sword shaped piece of wood).He tossed me a practice blade to. I took up a defensive stance were i firmly plant my back leg behind me and hold my sword pointing at him and my left arm ready to punch.

      He ran at me and drove his sword point at my chest, I curved my upper body to the left and leaned back and hs blade missd me by inches. He did a fallow up strike aimed for my neck and i deflected it and he disarmed me.

        I was really cursing now he swung his sword at me. I side stepped , grabbed his wrist and slapped the flat of the blade his blade skirting out of his hand. I then head butted him in the nose and he punched my cheek stunning me, he right crossed so i bent down and grabbed his waist and did a take down.

     Putting my knees on his wrists.i punched him four times before i got him really pissed. He kicked up hitting my back and fell i over. Now he was kicking my gut, then he kicked my face, I felt my knose brake blood was everywere. I grabbed a hand ful of dirt and threw it in his eyes and i blacked out.

      when i came to three of my fellow recruits pulled me off him. My knuckles were raw and bloody I felt tired and pissed. Now i was on my trainers bad side great now he'll kill me before the Persians do. I

       had almost killed the meanest soldier in Greece, if i had done that then what was i? Now that my adrenaline rush was going down allaculmos, my brother in arms my friend was walking towards me he sat on the sand beside me.

       "That was amazing Brutus, but you just put a target on your back", he said. "O really because archers are cowards!"
"Peace ,i just mean you need to watch out know", he replied. "I guess, lets get a bite to eat i'll starve before i make it to battle".

      As we walked to the slop house for our daily meal every one stared at me. I hated attention it got you killed and i guess i like to live. 

     As usual we got a roll and bowl of meaty stew we were allowed to only eat once a day to keep body fat down
As i ate allaculmos was saying somthing about the hand maiden serving water. She was pretty but as i heard, she was a whore.

      As i ate, one of the trainers came in and said" all of the battle ready fallow me" that announcement happend once a week. About 12 guys stood up. Next week i whold be fallowing him to get my armor and gear. I stood up before we started our training we would be practicing the phalanx. As i walked to the tranig arena about 40 kids were bieng filled into the traing compound. All looked new and i thought now we make new warriors.

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