Characters are by Wunderkind. Weapons were scattered about the arena, in small stall holders. Each warrior brought their own weapons into the arena. Everyone was minus a shirt. Most had on thongs and loin cloths but there were also ragged rags, fig leaves, jock straps and cups and other exotic coverings. Bellies and navels were exposed on all combatants. Some of the weapons included more exotic weapons and these
included: A Fi:a small half star which had a major point in the middle and two smaller ones to each side. A Skiver: a long sword with four sharp points splitting out of the end. A Swoc: glistening silver except for a black rubber hand hold in its center. Each end held sharp rounded points. A Macer: a sword held a crossbeam over the end and on the crossbeam were two serrated points leaning toward each other slightly. The Vel: a knife with a jagged-ended, circular swivel end, A Triear: a long spear, triple pointed. And a torture device: The KIK, which Tuatha invented himself: a whip which attached to a metal square on the end of which were two two-inch, sharp prongs. The prongs could be whipped into someone's stomach as the square was flung via the whip, then using two hand holds on the end of the whip the prongs could be manipulated vertically and horizontally, moving around inside a guy's belly! In this manner, someone with strong muscles could be pulled around while
being tortured and/or stabbed with this device! The announcer started, "For this match only, the combatants have been arranged by drawing lots out of a hat. The teams are totally random....on the side of
the fiercest warrior and the one with the most kills Tuatha is..." As he announced their names, the gladiator boys came out of the barracks into the arena. ",,, Marshall, Henry, Nobi, Kander, Troy, Ricky, Dillion, Wenwood, Artrix-- the kid with the mean bow and arrow aim, the beefy but muscled wrestler Mall, Phoenix, Neji, Cole, the unnamed mulatto and the unnamed albino, and last and least... former Prince Atol. Atol wracks up almost no kills in the arena and is considered a liability." Tuatha moved toward a sweating and nervous Atol, who just came out and joined the entering team. "Don't worry, lover boy, stick with me, I'll protect you ..." "But..." "No but don't argue with your team leader..." "The other team leader is the second place wracker up of most kills, Datton... leading...Kaden, Aka'ul, Gunthar, Treyn, Kyle, Drake, Taylor the Gator Boy, Jaymi, and Daymi..." "This is my first battle..." Kaden said. Datton whispered to him, "Did anyone fill you in?" "Yeah, no mercy..." "And no super powers..." "Shit, I'm dead!" "You'll do fine..." The announcer said, "One fighter, Gobi is unusually, for the arena, on both teams..." "I know who I'm going to kill first," Datton said at the same time Tuatha said to his team. "Let the game begin. Those who are about to die...are...about to die..." The gong sounded and the battle began. Tuatha and Datton met, Gobi between them, a lean, thin but muscled warrior, who said, "I can fight for the better leader, I choose..." Tuatha and Datton both thrust swords into his belly near his button and then out again. They looked at each other. "We're friends..." Datton said. "Not today!" Tuatha unstuck Gobi and rushed his sword at Datton's. Datton' s sword was still in Gobi and as the two metal swords hit each other, Gobi's entire stomach area was ripped out and everything within waterfalled out. Gobi sank to his knees. Drake put a spear through Kander's bare belly and Kander gasped, "I can't beliefffff, you did dat!" "DIE!" Drake said and removed the spear but Kander grabbed it and fell back with it. He turned it up to try to stab Drake with but Drake ran to it and kicked it. Then he saw it too far away and heard the battle between Datton and Tuatha. He found a sword closer to him and picked it up. Tuatha turned toward Datton and as Datton pulled his sword from Gobi's mess of a belly, or former belly, they met sword to sword. Drake interfered and brought sword to both their swords. Datton yelled, "What are you doing?" "I got em, the team needs you!" "What?" Datton said, "He's mine!" "No, look! They really need you!" Drake said, "I got this long haired over rated savage!" Tuatha's gaze met Drake's and his eyes looked mischievous. He smiled at Drake and Drake smiled back. Datton nodded and looked over to his team. Artrix had fired an arrow into Gunthar's muscled leg. Gunthar ran at the skinny Harry Potter wannabe but as he ran, he found boys all over his body. Marshall and Henry had grabbed one arm, big and muscled and held on, thrusting knives into the shoulder from their perch. On the other arm, Phoenix and Neji were doing the same. Nobi was on the big warrior's back and had his arms around
the muscle man's neck, choking him tightly. Artrix put another arrow into his bow but found the mass of bodies coming at him, too fast. He rolled along the wall to get out of their way. Gunthar's head was smashed into the wall and Nobi jumped down, refound his spear and as the boys jumped off Gunthar, he put a foot on the big guy's lower body and up to hip. The Big Guy had already turned around to try to get up but it was a mistake. He should have pushed off but the boys were now on his back. So he turned, knocking them off. As the mass of boys gathered around, Nobi said to them, "Hold him down! Hold him down! Hold him down!" Nobi took aim with the spear point. Gunthar saw the point coming down at him and thrust his hips up but the boys held him down on both sides. Nobi shot the spear point directly into Gunthar' s exposed belly button, "Man! That's gotta hurt!" Guthar gasped and jerked up at him but Nobi unstuck him and plunged again and this time, churned the handle and spun it. He stuck it in again and removed it just a bit this time, not letting the point out, "Let it delve into you, man! Enjoy it!" Nobi stabbed again and again as Gunthar's hands grasped the sand. Another boy ruined Nobi's fun by slitting Gunthar's throat. Ricky jumped up behind Aka'ul and put his hands around Aka'ul's throat. Aka' ul stabbed his spiked bat into two boys at once, Dillion and Wenwood, both surfer like boys. Their bellies were impaled on the spikes and Aka'ul swung them around, swatting his bat and at the same time, backing his unwanted passenger, Ricky, into the wall. Ricky fell. Coming up behind Aka'ul was his team mate Treyn, who smiled at him, nodded and thrust his sword point right into Ricky's navel. Ricky was sitting and thrust his hips upward but Treyn kept the sword doing in and bent over, stabbing up to the hilt, He felt Ricky's bloody belly on his fingers and side of his hand as he stabbed so deeply. Aka'ul nodded a thanks to Treyn who nodded back. Treyn then magnificently undid the sword in one great gesture. Meat came out. Ricky grabbed at his new found belly hole but Aka'ull shook Dillion and Wenwood off his bat and they both landed on Ricky's butchered belly. Ricky went wide eyed and then shut his eyes in pain. But he didn't die right away. Aka'ul turned but found the small boys, the albino and the mulatto were on their knees, somehow getting their so fast he didn't notice. They stuck two knives EACH into his belly button. As Treyn watched, wide eyed, he suddenly moved to help. Dillion, Ricky, and Wenwood, before they expired, was happy to see Aka'ul get stabbed by these two little boys. As Treyn recovered his senses, he went to help Aka'ul but Taylor was near him now. Taylor smiled, "That tattoo he got, he's so stupid, it's like a target!" Taylor swung a long sword and knocked Treyn's sword down. "I can't help myself, I wanna stab it myself!" "But...but you and I and he are on the same side!" "Don't care! I gotta!" Aka'ull yelled, "But we're on the same side!" The albino and mulatto undid their blades to a shocked wide eyed Aka'ul. The bat dropped and they scrambled over to it. "But...but you and I and he are on the same side!" "Don't care! I gotta!" Aka'ull yelled, "But we're on the same side!" They were trying to pick it up when Taylor stabbed the navel of Aka'ul some more. Aka'ul looked up at him. It seemed like betrayal to him since they were supposed to be on the same side, never had been. Taylor nodded yes to him, " That target on your navel. Gotta remove it. Naw, lemme do it for ya!" Taylor took his sword out and ringed the navel and cut it deep around the edges. " Stupid!" "No! You're stupid!" Treyn shoved his sword deeply into Taylor's back and the point went out. Taylor looked down. Saw the point emerge from his own navel. He groaned and was pushed into the body of the shaking, shivering Aka'ul. Aka'ul put his arms around Taylor. Treyn yelled, "Traitor! DIE!" He shoved so that the sword stuck into both of them and he left them stuck to the wall, sword in them. As he did this, Treyn forgot the two boys, the albino and mulatto, who raised the spiked bat. He turned to find the bat at his belly and he put his hands up, leaving the sword in both Taylor and Aka'ul. The bat stuck to his belly and he fell against the wall, slid down it and died. The mulatto and albino high fived each other and then searched for some more weapons. Kaden fought against Henry and Marshall and knocked their swords from their hands. He went to Datton's side as Datton battled Nobi, Troy, and Mall at one time. "Hey, I really don't need super powers, do I?" "No, you're good at this!" Datton said as he knocked swords from both Troy and Mall's hands. Nobi moved in. Cole and Neji grabbed Kaden's arms from behind and held them back. At the same time, Phoenix ran a spear right into Kaden's belly button. Datton saw this but was busy fighting Nobi and Nobi was joined by a newed Mall and Troy, who found new swords. Nobi's spear grazed Datton's stomach just above and below his navel. "But not good enough," Datton told Kaden as Kaden grabbed the spear in his stomach. He folded, then backed, almost backflipped. "NO good tryin that!" Phoenix rattled the spear, "You got it bad!" "No, good!" Cole smiled and let go of Kaden. Kaden turned to Cole and Neji, "Cowards! Attack from behind!" Neji grabbed the let go spear and thrust it in more, "Whatever works!" "Lemme!" Cole said and grabbed the spear with both hands and shook it up, shoving Kaden against the wall and sliding him upward on it. This made Kaden slide down the spear, the spear point thrusting out Kaden's bare spiny back and Kaden fell down the spear, hands shaking. Kaden yelled the whole way down.
"DIE!" Jaymi and Daymi was pressing Kyle. Kyle was watching their claws come at him, for the demon brothers only used their fingernails. One brother, he was not sure which, had already jabbed a whole hand around his navel and dug in. And spun. "I can take it," Kyle said, "I can!" He yelled at them, "We're on the same side!" "We don't care! We see the other side winning!" Kyle rammed his elbow into the face of one brother and stabbed him as his chin went backward. Then he kicked him away and met the sword of the other brother with his smaller knife. He pulled the sword out of one and stabbed the other in the belly button too. The demon brothers fell to their knees. Phoenix and Neji finished them off. "Thank you," Kyle gasped, "They were going to kill me!" "We want that luxury!" Neji said and took out a knife and grabbed Kyle around the neck. He brought Kyle closer to him and jammed the knife into Kyle's belly button, deeply. Kyle gasped and his head went over Neji's shoulder. Neji' s long hair mixed with Kyle's blond hair as Kyle's chin was on Neji's shoulder. Neji then kneed him in the legs and kicked him off. Pulling the knife out. As Kyle fell back, Phoenix grabbed him from behind and put him, belly up, over his knee. Phoenix nodded and smiled, Kyle looked up at him. Phoenix had a long knife and raised it over Kyle's bare belly button and drove it down deep. It plunged in and Kyle jerked. Phoenix repeated this over and over. Then he dropped Kyle off his knee. Kyle played with his own intestines before he died, trying to shove them back in. Neji and Phoenix stood on Kyle's back and high fived each other. Datton was fighting Nobi, Troy, Mall, and Cole. Datton used Nobi's spear to balance himself, grabbing it, kicking up at him and flooring Nobi. He then grabbed the spear, stuck it in the wall and jumped on it, jumped onto Mall's shoulders and punched Troy and Cole. Both Troy and Cole fell back into Nobi, who recovered, tried to renew his attack on Datton. Datton smacked Mall's head and face and then jumped off Mall's back, punched his kidneys and turned to face Artrix pointing an arrow right at his belly button close up and personal. Without thinking, he brought up both knees in a leap and this hit the bow and
arrow away. Fouling up Artrix, who leaped back again. Marshall, Henry, Nobi, Troy, Mall, Neji, and Cole came at Datton, who found a huge spear and was waving it at them, "Keep back!" "Just give up," the mulatto said, "Almost all your guys are gone." "He's mine!" Tuatha yelled as he battled Drake, who's original sword was lost. Drake found one in the body of one of the other fighters. "Datton is mine as soon as I finish this great little fighter demon boy here!" It was true, Drake was better than Tuatha expected. Tuatha was hacking at Drake's newly acquired sword and was wearing him down, as he had with Gunthar. Tuatha was used to the heat and battle in such conditions. Moreso than Drake it seemed. Neji came up from the side and fired an arrow, grazing Drake's leg and further tiring him. Tuatha continued, pushing Drake toward the outer edges of the arena. Faster than Marshall, Datton rushed out and ran at Tuatha's sword with his own. In his other hand he waved his spear to keep any surviving boys back, especially Troy and Nobi, who were just now coming at the two. Tuatha had Drake down on one leg and was about to strike at the white haired one's chest, a face of rage and joy mixed across his visage. Datton blocked the fatal blow and Tuatha grabbed a dying boy's sword and fought both Drake and Datton. Tuatha could fight these two for a long time. Marshall met Datton's sword and they fought. Marshall successfully maneuvered Datton away from Tuatha, who renewed his battle with Drake. Datton, slightly taller, pushed Marshall.
As Marshall fell, he wrapped a hand around Datton's arm at the same time Datton had turned to yell to Drake, "Get back!" Datton felt dragged down by Marshall but he tugged and as he did he saw Henry running at him with both hands around a spear aimed at him. Datton bent down to have Marshall take him with him to the ground but as he did this, Marshall was not sure what was happening. He found himself trying to spring up and at the same time, Datton was pulling him up too. As Marshall got up the spear moving at him with such fast speed helmed by Henry, went right into his lower back and exited his belly button. Marshall looked down, unprovoked. He gasped and threw his head back. Datton saw it between him and Marshall and Marshall let go of Datton's arms to flail them uselessly. To his side. Then he tried to thrust forward to get the rounded point into Datton's belly button. It was mere half an inch away. Datton jerked backward as Marshall moved and gasped. Henry was shocked too but as he moved back to see his handiwork he thought even though he missed the intended target, he did a fine job stabbing the person he did get: Marshall: and he could care less, "Fine way to die, Marshall, so says me!" Marshall was turned by Datton but Datton felt as he turned Marshall, that Marshall himself helped him in turning at Henry. Datton let go of Marshall as Marshall even shook him off...Datton ran for Tuatha but found his way blocked by many other gladiators: Nobi,the beefy but muscled Mall, Troy, Artrix, Neji, and the emerging Atol. Marshall looked, remained standing in front of Henry who looked at him and tilted his head with envy and mocking. Marshall said nothing more but thrust his whole body at Henry and the spear point right into Henry's belly button, his whole muscled lean frame taking it in. Henry gasped and tried to stand. He put his arms around Marshall and tried after that to push Marshall off him. Marshall wrapped him in a hug and shoved his pelvis into Henry.
Henry yelled and almost stumbled. He tried to push Marshall off him one more time and gasped as Marshall shoved, both males falling now. Marshall's spear protruding out of his bellybutton, let out of Henry and Marshall stood up again, trying to bear his intense pain. Spear dangled there as Henry's moans below were heard. Marshall then dove at Henry and as he met him body to body, ontop of Henry, the spear point shot into Henry and he stuck it into his navel again and this time he thrust his hips onto Henry's hips and shoved and shoved. Henry bellowed as Marshall basically stabbed him from above, the spear fucking into his belly button and also going through Marshall's whole navel tunnel too from behind. Henry reached past Marshall's lats and grabbed the spear to shove it in more to make him die faster. "Die both of us! Make it fast!" Marshall yelped, "NO, make it lastttttt!" Henry shoved the spear and then decided, using both hands on both sides to twist and churn the spear to tear up his insides and Marshall's as well. With the point fully in him, Henry didn't count on his dying first, "Who dies first is the fag and the man lives a few secs longer," he gasped as Marshall shoved and shoved, pushing himself up on his free hands to give the spear upward space so that on the downward fall, it would embed itself all the more into Henry. With this method, Marshall did this over and over again but his arms gave out and his belly, which was belly to belly with Henry on the ground as he lied over Henry, quivered. He fell chest to chest with Henry now and Henry huffing and puffing, died first. Marshall, who had stared into his face at times, and at times closed his eyes in pain and grit teeth, put his head on Henry's chest but it fell over Henry's ample shoulder. Both die slowly. Marshall
expired a few seconds after Henry. Marshall, fell, his head dangling off Henry's shoulder and hitting the ground now. Huffs end. As the gladiator tried to either move toward Datton or cover Tuatha's battle with Drake, more to get Datton away from the mass of gladiators, Drake yelled, "Get Neji! He's firing arrows at me! I can take care of Tuatha!" Above them, on the third ground, round faced, little Neji began to fire more arrows.Datton headed up at the boy-gladiator, dodging the arrows. How could Datton take them all? There was big, blonde, knife wielding Troy, the noose bearing little dark boy with the funny mouth Artrix, the handsome spear holding Neji, the large Dark Mall, the frown faced, thin Henry, and light skinned, freckled Phoenix who held a serrated blade in one hand and a short sword in the other. Small Vel and Fi star knives were also out. Datton made his way onto the ground where Neji was firing and saw him near an open ladder-way. First things first: he had to stop this one from shooting arrows! Datton skirted away from the gladiators to get to Neji up on that third ground.
"Neji, stop! I have no desire to harm you!" He ran at the boy and swiped with his spear at the bow, knocking it to the ground. Stunned by Datton's pace, the much smaller boy quickly took out a thin sabre and met Datton's sword with a clang. Datton easily knocked Neji's weapon to the ground but the boy scrambled for it under Datton's sword. Datton lifted the sword up so as not to have Neji hurt. Neji grabbed the sabre and turned it on his own stomach. Datton yelled, "No! Enough killing, Neji!!" Neji laughed, plunging into his little frame, under his ribs, "You won't take me alive!" Datton sheathed his own sword and grabbed the hilt of Neji's sabre, trying to prevent him from doing more harm to himself, "Its not deep. You'll live. I don't want you to ...." Neji moved himself back toward the wall, causing the sabre to come out of his bloody navel. "You forget, no mercy or it is you and I who will be tortured to death..." He renewed his efforts on his own navel and jabbed the sword all the way in. "To the death, to the hilt." He groaned and fell back--Neji's eyes were open and he was dead soon enough. All the time Datton was trying to stop the death of Neji, big muscled, fuzzy haired Cole.He was stealthily making his way down behind Datton, a knife in his mouth. The momentary distraction of Neji's death allowed him to sneak up. Cole landed on Datton's back, the knife raised in one hand. Datton grabbed Cole's knife arm and pushed back into the wall, Cole hitting his back and falling onto his face, groaning. Datton turned him over to find to his horror that the knife was embedded up to the hilt in Cole's chest. Cole groaned, "Finish me, uhh. Don't let me suffer-uhhrr." Datton gathered up his spear and wincing, poked it into Cole's muscular belly, then zigzagged it quickly. He tugged it out and brought it up, then down hard into Cole's stomach again. Cole rose at the hips, "Thank yooahhhh..." he fell back, a leg trying to rise, then he rolled over onto his ripped belly. Datton felt a renewed stirring... He liked this. "Damn it! I do! I like this!!!!"
Drake was pushed down to the ground by Tuatha who raised his sword over the prone boy. Drake blinked. "This is it," he said. He shut his eyes. Tuatha was about to strike. Datton, above on the ground over them, yelled, " TUATHA!!!" He spun his body as he dove off and went head over heels and heels over head to land between Tuatha and Drake. As he was basically flying overhead, everyone's attention was on him, even Tuatha's eyesight couldn't be moved from the graceful smooth tanned blonde flying through the air at them. Everyone was impressed, even Datton, who didn't know he could do this. When he landed, on his feet, feeling energized, Datton faced Tuatha. "You and me, just you and me! None of them, none of..." Datton pointed back at Drake with a wave,"That..." Drake puffed, "Thanks a lot!" "Shut up," Datton snapped. "You can't refuse down a fight request..." Tuatha snorted and snuffed, "From...from you?" He laughed and the others laughed too. Scrambling up, Drake ran to Datton as Artrix tossed a Triear to Tuatha. Troy and Nobi were interested in watching the battle unfold. Drake yelled, "He'll kill you!" Datton looked back at Drake, "Well, it's a good day to die." Datton sweated as he turned back to take in the sight of Tuatha getting the feel of the Triear. "Then I'll be left alone with him and the others...they'll kill me!" Drake puffed. Turning his weapon around and around, Tuatha smiled, "Not if you obey us...me...help me even now.." Drake stammered. "But..I killed so many of your crew, you'd never accept me."
Datton grew angry now, "Are you telling me," Datton's face grew red against his blond hair, "That they're all dead?" "Some had to die when we heard a fuss up here. I was not sure I could even then trust them not to help whoever was on board." Tuatha said, "But I do have another gang waiting for me at the at the barracks, a secret one..." "You'll need em; since all your guys are almost dead?" Datton asked. "Who are they?" "Are we going to talk or are we going to watch you die!!! Ready, blonde boy?" Tuatha strode at him, "NOW!" Datton recalled someone once training him, and not the gladiators, "Clear your mind. React to the attacker's actions." Tuatha came at Datton with the Triear raised in both hands. Datton sidestepped him and ran behind a small pole holding up a sail. Tuatha swung at Datton who was between two poles where it split into two. Datton dove to the left, and Tuatha's swipe down,