YAKARI {COMPLETED}

CHAPTER 12-BLOOD DOME

Oviera's POV;

I held my helmet on one hand and placed my twin blades at my back. I watched slowly as the gates opened and how the crowd cheered. These bastards. How can one cheer as another fellow orthorox walked to his death, all was in the name of sport.
Before I start this part of my story let me tell you how I got here.

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Two days earlier.

While returning from the border, I heard a little commotion in the neighborhood.
"Hey , the guards are here and the saw oviera's boyfriend's body lying dead on the floor". One of my neighbours said to another.
"What could they say killed him, he didn't look like someone who was poisoned or stabbed ". The other said as they left the area.

It dawned on me that I could not return back to my neighborhood. But that was not the pressing matter at hand. I had to get an army and i had to get it quick.

As i snuck my way into my house to get some of my things, I heard some of the soldiers stationed at my house discussing. I hid so not to be caught.

"The dome will be opened tomorrow in preparation for the Orthorox blood games, are you coming?". The older soldier among the two said. 
"Hell yes I'm coming. How can I miss something like that. This event happens once every three years and it promises to be an interesting one at that". The other soldier added.
"Will that event be held during the games?". The older soldier asked. "Yes of course and if I were to participate that would the event i would participate in".

"What event could that be?". I thought.
"I can't wait to see who takes over kiesher (also means commander, its the orthorox way of saying commander) mangodov's position. The winner of the final event will determine that". The older one said as their conversation lengthened.
Then it struck me.
THE SPARUDIA CONTEST.
Let me explain. The spuradia contest is a very rare one. It is so because the events that lead to that contest is very difficult to come across. The contest is held when a kiesher who lost a major battle or mission is placed in the ring to fight for his position, and his contender would be selected by a fatal six way match before the contest.
Now the kiesher in question, mangodov had lost the hostages at the mine on novien and this annoyed the king so bad that he placed him in the spuradia contest.

I just found my golden opportunity. I could smell the the title of kiesher. It was closer than I had imagined.

I hid for thirty extra minutes before the guards left my place. As soon as the departed I took my twin blade from my armory hidden behind my closet.
While walking out of the door something caught my eye.

Rigano's dead body.
Slowly I approached it. His cute face looked clueless. His once bright eyes were just blank.
Spit.
It was the only thing I could do to him for breaking my heart.

I then headed for my master's house at the down side of town. It was the only place I could hide till the games began.

"What are you still doing here , knocking on my door,oviera?".
My old grumpy master asked as he quickly put on a gloom face immediately he saw me.
"Oviera?"a voice inside called"hey boys oviera is here " as the person kept approaching I recognized him instantly.
Bokko.
Master's first son. Back in the days when I was under master, bokko had a huge crush on me... I wondered if he still did.
Soon three boys joined him.
"Boys , this is your big sis, oviera, make sure you respect her,OK".
"Yes,dad". The boys answered as the reentered the house.

Dad?, big sis?. What is going own?,is bokko married or did he abduct those kids?.

"You still haven't answered my question huh, what in the heavens would bring you here again?". Master kept pressing.

This was really awkward. I had promised master before I left his shelter that nothing would bring me back to him. But I guess promises are just pile of sugar coated words.
"I'm hiding from the soldiers, they think I killed my boyfriend". I said.
"Did you?"
"No".
"Come in then, but you leave before the sun sets tomorrow. Get it?".
"Yes master".

Soon morning came. The games would soon begin. The games lasts for three days. On the first day ,the participants of the day will be tasked to tame wild hooviers or other wild beasts. The second day consisted of two games. The first one was for the criminals who wished to shorten their jail term or get released. About forty prisoners would fight to the death for their freedom and the last three men standing go home free or have their sentence reduced by more than half. Then the second game was the one to decide who would be participating in the spuradia contest. And on the last day, the spuradia contest would be held.

I had breakfast and took my bag ready to depart. But before I did the whole family bid me farewell.

I headed for the dome.
To participate for the games I had to pay a ridiculous amount of money.  I don't have time for that.
I have an idea.

I went through the back entrance as the front was filled with waiting spectators. I went to change my attire to match those attending to the participants. I had cut my hair short earlier. So I would not look recognisable.

"RRRRAAAHHH!!!". The voice of the commentator boomed through the newly installed sound systems. It was quite better than the previous ones. "IT'S ME AGAIN PEOPLE, IT'S YOUR FAVOURITE VOICE, MACHUCHO!!!!".
The hole crowd went wild. It was such an amazing view.
"WE ALL CAME HERE TO WITNESS THE BLOOD GAMES, SO LETS WELCOME THE FIRST PARTICIPANTS OF THE GAMES, THE TAMERS OF THE WILD!!!".

Soon the gates were opened and the participants took their places, all thirty of them.
First , they brought out wild four horned bulls, it was quite successful as only two people got injured as the successfully tamed the bulls. Next c-level beasts were released. A total of fourteen people died each losing their body parts.
"NOW , RELEASE THE KING OF BEASTS, THE MOKREG, THE ONLY A-LEVEL BEAST IN THE CITY".
The arena became quiet .
Dhoom.
Sweat dropped from the foreheads of the participants.
Dhoom.
Even muchacho was silent.
Dhoom.

Soon it was standing right in the arena.

ROOOAARR!!!.

That is all I can say about that event. There was no living victor after day one's event. All thirty of the participants all died gruesome deaths.
The next day had to be my day. If not tomorrow then there will be no other time.
The next day I snuck into the area where the participants stayed before going into the arena as a slave girl.

"Have your ointment before your match today brave warrior". I said to one of the competitors as he prepared for his match. He didn't take it from my hands instead he ran his hands round my body starting from my breasts. This irritated me so much I slapped his hands away.
"How dare you, you worthless slut". As he raised his hands to slap me I stabbed him right into his torso. Blood came out of his mouth as he tried talking.
"You...slut...how ...dare...arghh". Moments later he died and I took his slot.
In minutes I would enter the arena for the first time. Those were my thoughts as I geared up. IT'S BATTLE TIME.

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Muchacho's voice boomed out of the new sound system as I watched all other gates being opened. All other five competitors were huge and looked monstrous. I felt my bones shrink.
"SPECTATORS LETS WELCOME THE COMPETITORS OF TODAY'S EVENT AS THEY STEP INTO THE ARENA".
There was a huge roar and cheering from the crowd. These bastards. How will you cheer someone who is walking straight into his death.
All six of us were soon facing each other.
I wore my helmet.
Adjusted my swords In my hands.

"DEAR WARRIORS..... FIGHT!!!!!".
It has begun.

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