Tales of the SMP: extra stories

The Colosseum [Part 1]

Third person POV

Karl was standing in the midst of a cheering crowd overlooking a humongous colosseum. Glancing down, he was wearing a simple green and purple toga with golden clasps to ensure it wouldn't fall. His goggles were nestled in his fluffy brown hair and his signature book which contained stories of every timeline he traveled to was secured in his brown leather side bag.

Below the stands were two gladiators clad in iron armor battling, swords clashing with every move they made.

He tried to ask the people beside him if they knew where and when he was, but they were too engrossed in the fight below to pay attention to him.

Sighing, Karl tried his best to push his way out of the stadium, only to fail and get shoved to the ground with a dull 'thump'.

All of a sudden, several gunshots rang out from behind the stadium, making the audience panic and scatter in different directions, some hiding behind their seats. Karl ducked down as one of the masked people that fired the gunshots passed by him, praying to every god out there that he wouldn't be noticed.

Just as he was about to let out a sigh of relief, the person suddenly swiveled around, pressed the muzzle of her gun on his temple and tied up Karl's hands with a piece of string, her stance radiating supremacy as she forced Karl to stand up and marched him to the middle of the stadium. He didn't dare to make any move against her as he was severely overpowered, and even if he tried to escape, there were still several armed people guarding any possible entrances.

From across the stadium, Karl noticed some of the other people being taken to the middle of the colosseum putting up more of a fight than him.

A brunet attempted to sweep his captor's legs from beneath them, but failed and received a punch in the stomach in return. Near Karl, a raven haired female struggled and squirmed fruitlessly in an attempt to wriggle from her captor's strong grip. 

(A/n: ik that usually females aren't allowed in colosseums in ancient times but this is like an alternate universe so fucking deal with it) 

Another female with ginger hair was refusing to let her captor drag her away, seemingly afraid of the gun pressed to her temple and stuck to her spot stubbornly with her arms crossed, but eventually gave in when her captor threatened her family which were cowering somewhere behind her. The rest did the same as Karl, stayed silent and complied with their captors.

The sun glared down at the 8 kidnappees as they were forced to stand in a circle in the middle of the towering stadium surrounding them. Their bonds were cut but their captors held a knife against each of their throats, reminding them who was in power.

Karl flinched as a loud voice projected from god knows where, "Welcome, my fellow contestants. The 8 of you have been chosen to participate in a series of games, in which you have a chance of winning eternal fame, glory and money."

At this, several 'contestants' perked up, the fear and confusion in their eyes were replaced with greed and hunger.

Karl internally sighed at their reactions, knowing that no matter which timeline he traveled to, greed would always be the greatest enemy of mankind.

He could practically hear the smugness of the unknown voice at the contestants behavior. "Not wasting any more time, let me explain to you how this will-" Karl zoned out in the middle, trying to think of a way to get out of here alive.

The female holding him captive applied more pressure to the knife on his throat and hissed in his ear, "Pay attention." Karl gulped nervously and focused back on the voice.

"-participate in five different events, each one will eliminate some of you, until only one of you is left." Karl could imagine the owner of the voice smirking as he continued, "Now, let the games begin."

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And that concludes it for the first part of the Colosseum

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