As i sat there in my cage waiting for dead i saw a light flash across the sky. my friend had told me that a long time ago people used to make wishes on these strange lights, i never really believed him but decided to try. "i wish..i wish....i wish to have the strength to make it out of this arena alive."
the next day i was thrown in a practice arena againgst a dog with nothing. this was a test to see if i was worth keeping. i saw my father let the dog go as the rage in my heart took over, and before i even knew what my body had done the dog lay dead at my feet with a shattered spine and blood stained my hands. i looked up to see the sickening smile of my father in time to see him release another dog but this one was bigger than the other. as i examined it for the split second i had i noticed a sharp rock behind it and dove to grab the rock and slashed its achilies tendon making it unable to walk and then crammed the rock through its eye and pierced the brain to kill it.
the next day i was given rest for the day and was given a leash that would electrocute me if i did something wrong outside of the arena. i was told to get groceries for the animals i hadent killed in training. that night i dreamt i was free..but sadly it ended as a nightmare of watching my friends skull shatter from the bullet that passed through it.
several weeks later i was fitted for armor and with a weapon of my choice but all i wanted was the metal pipe i used to kill the guard. they heeded my choice and i went into the arena. i was still in the lower levels that was animals for my opponents but this was a spidergator not a normal dog. as i stared into its eight large tortured reptilian eyes and saw its spidery fangs i realized. this was my chance to get out if i could survive.
suddenly it charged me and i side stepped and smashed my pipe as hard into its eye as i could. i roared a sickening skreech that made me cringe. sadly in this moment of vulnerability it charged at me and tore my arm off. as my blood poured into the already filthy stained dirt i crammed the pipe into the same eye and this time i didnt cringe from its scream, i just kept pushing deeper and deeper until it finally slumped over and died from the trauma. i passed out as i left the arena.
i awoke in a med bed with a patched up nub where my arm had been. my father came in and asked the nurse if i would be able to fight still. "not without both arms he wont?" she said.
"i know how to get a new arm." i said.
"how?" my father asked.
"i found a robot on an island a days travel by row boat."
we leave tomorrow." he said.
"no!" i said. "we leave now."
as we aproached the island i saw the pod. "there." i said. we pulled the boat upon the shore and dragged the pod onto the boat and left. when we returned we attached the left arm of the robot to where my arm was supposed to be. as i clenched my robotic fist i realized that i didnt need the pipe anymore. it was too weak.
"I need a new weapon." i said.
"what do you want?"
remembering that machines could lift cars with ease. "a large sledge hammer." i said.
the next day i was pitted against a much less threatening monkeydog. but i swung the hammer and sprayed its brains across the ground and scream at the ring leader who i no longer consider to be my father anymore out of pure hate and screamed. "give me more of a challenge." the audience began to chant. "more, more, more....." the ring leader released a three headed cobrabat the size of a sedan. as it hissed its three sickening heads it lunged with open wings at me i crushed the left head as the middle head took my right eye blinding me to the right head as it sang its fangs into my shoulder. i doubled over in pain and the right side of my body went limp from the venom coursing through my body. in a panic i grabbed at my hammer and swung blindly as the resounding crack as my hammer met its last skull i passed out to again wake up in a bed with a robotic right eye to match my left arm.
