|Age 25 somewhere in Colorado, RPing with some good friends and enjoying life in general.|
FightingAN: Written after RPing something with TaintedTamer and xXAngelxFireXx.Fighting by SilverPhantom
Warning for mention of sexual abuse and rape and violence.
Currently unbetaed and unedited. Sorry for any mistakes.
When he was brought to the arena, he was a slave. Bought and sold, kept in a small room with four others. They started to call him Siren, because all the gladiators knew when someone was using him. He would scream so loudly that every other gladiator would grin and talk about when they get to use him next.
The night he didn't scream was the night he took down the arena's best fighter with a piece of his thin armor sharpened. He was beaten until he couldn't move, shoved into a tiny cell, and kept there until he was shoved out into the arena, execution by gladiator fight.
All of the bots in the crowd went silent when Siren brought down his "executioners" within a few breems.
Siren's young face wasn't seen again for many cycles, not by