Battle Born Vagabond

Chapter 24: Requisition inside: Probie Black: March 21, 5006

Things have gone so well after our period of depression where we killed 10,000s people in under a week. Things were so busy now we put people in the arena for our entertainment, just let them fight sometimes to the death sometimes just for a set amount of time. These people under us are great, when it was just around 200 people it was okay but now there are enough people where you never see the save slave twice. This is truly a golden age for our crew. But I also know that what we did neither annex this land nor the genocide will be forgiven. It is only a matter of time before an army is amassed against us.

I hear a thought being placed in my head, "who's head is this? We need to talk."

In my head I go, "Lala Lala Lala I can't hear you voices, not again, Lala Lala Lala, fuck you fuck you fuck you. Lala Lala Lala I can't hear you." I continue to do that but verbally.

"Hey fucktard, this is just Dane. Mr. Black stay where you are I want you at ease against a wall I understand you were choosing your fighters for the day that's fine but I need to easily identify who you are, we have to talk."

I go against the wall and I just wait. I see him from far away. Number four is with him and he walks past me and Dane says calmly, "follow me Black, Number four, you are dismissed." Number four just levitates just above the ground and floats past us at a sprinting pace. I am next to Dane, "don't say a word yet, we are going to my quarters where the walls do not have ears."

We get there shortly after, "are my thoughts that bad Sir?"

"Get out of parade rest! You are a free thinker. And your thoughts have evolved to the future, no one else other than you and me realized that there are consequences here, how old are you?"

"Just turned 19 and my rank in Probies is 49."

"What's your powers?"

"I can turn from Man to Woman and vice versa, makes me great for espionage, I can also emit black tentacles and black snakes that I can control directly."

"Have you told anyone about your thoughts on the fact that this situation is temporary? That it is a golden age and nothing more."

"No, why would I?"

"Liar. Look I can't have that, let's see." I can tell he is searching my memories and I begin to cry because he knows the truth. "You are quite the scuttlebutt bug, you have talked to almost 60 people about that. Look, now that I know about this, you can no longer be here. I consider it a minor treason that you are trying to wake people to the truth. They don't believe you so that's why it's minor but if people started changing their behavior based on what you said then it would be an uprising and I don't need that."

"Am I being exiled?"

"Yes but I'll see to it that you enjoy it."

"How are you going to do that?

"You will choose 16 fighters with powers from Illinois and they will fight to the death for our amusement and the winner replaces the 100 spot."

"I don't want to leave though, this is my home! This is my family! You made me kill my village! How is this a gift for me?"

"Because that's the opposing option for you, option one is just that we shoot you in the head and dump you over the side. Is that what you want son? Because I can make it happen."

"I'll take the tournament"

"Step out but wait for me, I am going to say something over the intercom but don't want feedback." I step out and the door closes behind me and I hear, "please collect Ladi Dadi everybody, man, woman, child, probies, and elites and go to the partitioned arena. We are doing something special today."