Vine de Nada (larry stylinson au)

Louis had never been to a show before. It'd taken years for his father to finally coax him into attending a match. The arena was built from the ground up, the stone walls sufficiently blocking out the natural light of the moon and stars in the sky, the natural bite of the chilly wind outside. The stage, if it could be called that, was a pit, carved out several feet into the ground. It gave the audience a sort of advantage, of watching the fight beneath them, staring down at the two men in the cage, as if this were a harmless zoo.

Or: The one where Harry has been sentenced to fight as a gladiator in the arena until he dies after being found guilty for a crime he never committed, and Louis is the lawyer that decides to risk his career to prove his innocence.

(This is NOT my story, it is from achieve of our own, I am posting this here merely so readers can enjoy it, I repeat, THIS IS NOT MY STORY)