I’m so hungry. It's been 3 days, I thought maybe I should try to steal something, that was until I saw a kid's hand cutoff in the street by a guard. I’ve since found that eating from wasted food thrown out by taverns is quite a viable strategy, that's if you can fight of the other ten people trying to get the same food you need
Currently I was eating a half rotten apple trying to avoid the bad bits, “This tastes awful”,
Cough cough
My body is giving up on me, I was sleeping in some small alley, It wasn’t ideal but no one can sneak up on me, I considered finding a sharp piece of metal and going after that damn salesman, problem was he was always surrounded by his guard.
Somehow the dirt on my fingernails is adding flavor to my apple, “Ha Ha HA!”, I love a good laugh when I’m down in the dumps
‘Time to get moving before a guard shows up and tells me to move, I’ve been here too long’
I slowly lurched through alley after alley, avoiding the less than savoury characters, weird huh, been here 3 days and I can already tell who’s out to get me
I suddenly turned out, “What was that!”, Gasp, I still can’t walk more than a few steps without checking if someone was behind me, my was aching just from the thought of it
“Never again”, I’ll never let someone get the drop on me again, “no never”
Damn maybe I should go steal something from the market, my mind suddenly shifted to the second day I was out on the streets and watched the guards beat someone half to death after they caught him stealing.
“Why me!”, I slumped down on the side of one of the buildings sobbing, this really isn’t fair
“Excuse me?”
My head shot up as i saw an old man standing in front me
“W..what do you want?”,
“Sorry young man but you seem to be struggling, I don;t have much but here's what I can spare, Sammy?” he said gesturing to the little boy behind him
The little walked over and handed me a small loaf of bread.
“Uuh?, thank you so much”, I took the loaf from him and took a bite immediately, it was probably the most delicious thing I’d ever eaten
“Why?” I looked at him in disbelief
“ Does helping someone in a bad place need a reason?”
“I guess not”, I smiled softly at him
“Oh introductions, I’m Gabriel and this is Sammy, I’m his grandfather, sadly his parents are no longer so I’m his primary caretaker at the moment” He said clapping his hands together
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“Name’s Alex, not much to say besides that”, I decided it was best to not tell people I’m from another word
“Nice to meet ya Alex, me and Sammy need to get going but do me a favor, after you get yourself out of your current predicament pay the kindness forward”
“Will do Gabriel, will do”, I waved goodbye as they left
I feel better now, ya, gotta find my way out of this, ya, that’s what I gotta do
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“Pssst, kid, wanna make some cash” I heard a voice come from the shadows
“Who’s there?” I said getting ready in my attempt at a fighting stance holding a sharp piece of metal, it had been around 7 days now, I figured out how to survive, well really just not die
“Ha ha ah! This is why I asked ya, ready for a fight” He chuckled
“Make sense your you’ll regret it”
“Don’t worry kid, I have prospect for you, it could be lucrative, well it depends on how you perform of ofcourse” he said smiling
“I’m listening” looking back I must have pretty desperate to even consider listening to him
“You see I have a…game, yes a game where if you win you get cash, hell, since it;s your first time I’ll pay ya even if ya lose”
“Not enough information”, I may have been desperate but I wasn’t stupid
“Follow me and everything will be explained”, he turned around his trench coat swinging behind him
This going to be a mistake I thought running after him
Soon we reached…the best description is a Thunderdome
“GET HIM!”
“RIP HIS THROAT OUT!”
“Damn, so much blood!!!”
“Welcome to the arena, where poor becomes rich or die trying”
“Feck no, I’m no fighter I turned around”
“1 silver if you win, 50 bronze if you lose”, I stopped dead in my tracks, ‘don’t do it’
“Even if I lose?”
“Most certainly”, he gave creepiest smile I had ever scene
“Who will I fight?”, I swallowed as I said those words
“That bloke down there” He said pointing to a man that looked even more emancipated than you
“What's in it for you?”
“Do you really care, think about, a warm meal and winners get to stay in the dorms, a deal you can’t refuse” The smile grew larger as he stuck out his hand
I begrudgingly gave my hand shaking it
Quest accepted: A fight of the century: You have been tasked by a mysterious man to fight a opponent: Reward: Bare Handed fighting LV1
“A quest?”, I never gotten on of these before
“Wow! A quest, to think one would trigger from something like this, maybe I made the right choice picking you, now now, head down those steps. Ask for Sheila, Say Rick sent you” Shooing me away
I walked the steps he said contemplating every decision I’ve made so far
The place looked like a gym, fighters sparring and training, my eyes locked on to the girl with the blue hair in the corner dozing off
She must be Sheila, I hope so
“Excuse me, are you Sheila” I asked in a semi loud voice to wake her
“ YA, what’s it to ya”
“Rick sent me”
“Ahh, so your his next sacrifice, nice, head over to that locker over there, wrap your hands and take of your shirt and wait at that bench” She said going back to sleep immediately
“Okay…thanks I guess”