14: The Coliseum Accident

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The Coliseum Accident

WARNING: Violence against mamono!

=Chapter 1: A job on the side.=

While traveling through an anti-monster state Florandus Vindivicus decided to take a visit to the capitol, entering there he met a large brown bearded man who halted him. "Hold on one moment sir, It seems I must forbid you entry to our capitol." The ranger huffed at him. "At what reason?" The man motioned a finger to his heart. "I am what they call a hero of the order; I can sense the spiritual energy and demonic energy in individuals." Florandus heard himself come over more sarcastic than intended. "Let me guess, I have too much demonic energy build up in my body." The hero scratched his beard. "Well, actually yes. That is why you are prohibited from entry." The young man folded his arms over one another. "That wouldn't have happened if you would have cleared all the monsters from the roads, damn goblins. Fine, can you get rid of the energy for me?" The bearded hero's eyes widened. "Wait, you mean you were attacked not long ago? In our country this close to our capitol?" The ranger found happiness in the fact that his acting was working out so well. "Why else would I mention it, it was three hours ago!" The hero placed his hand on the young boy's shoulder looking down on the green-cloaked figure. "I'm sorry young man; I didn't know all the facts before I accused you of collaborating with those blasted monsters. To attack travelers this close to our doorstep, it is an obvious insult to our very honor. How did you get away?" The ranger a full head smaller than the hero took out his bow which was made from a skillfully mixed combination of light woods, strong metal and demonic silver, the string was woven from the strongest elastic kejourou hair which had a strange enchantment fused in it. "I simply killed it by launching an arrow into its head." The hero took a few steps backwards and grabbed the hilt of his sword. "Young man, I think I know where that energy is stored. How did you get that?" The ranger chuckled at the hero. "I launched an arrow through the right eye of a lilim with my old wooden one; she died in an instant before she could do anything to me. I also got a bunch of other weapons from her, and if they caused any incubization I would have turned two months ago." Hearing how long the young man had lasted with multiple of those weapons he visibly calmed down. "You shouldn't scare me like that, I could have sliced your head clean off." When the hero stopped bragging he noticed the ranger holding a demon steel and silver mix light sword to his neck. Breaking a sweat he released his hilt and held up his arms. At seeing the bearded man surrender Florandus sheathed his sword. "Don't worry about that, I've survived more than one encounter." The hero sighed and walked back into the capitol. "You'd best be following me." The ranger curious to what would happen complied with the hero's request.

=Chapter 2: Practice run.=

They moved through the city past countless large well designed buildings and came to a huge round structure called a coliseum. The hero greeted a man holding a clipboard of some kind and a feather. He greeted the scriber and introduced the young man with him, the scribble who had just yelled instructions at the people around him turned to the bearded man. "Why aren't you at the gates, who knows what foul creatures could try to smuggle themselves into the city?" huffing the hero pushed the ranger closer to the man. "My friend, I would like to introduce you to your new finisher. The youngen was about to walk into a city as a common man while dragging the energy of a small demon realm behind him, he claims to have killed one of those demon lord spawn." Eying Florandus the writer stepped closer rudely prodding his muscles. "Are you holding me for a fool? Feel the boy’s strength, he's skin and bones. He can't possibly have killed a lilim let alone slay one of our arena creatures." Chuckling the bearded man patted the managers back. "He doesn't need muscles; he's plenty swift to compensate for that. Give him a test; I'd like to see his skills myself." The scribble over dramatically sighed at them both. "Fine, lead the boy to the royal seat. That will be his location where he to pass the test and help me out with today's event." Florandus was lead through the stone halls of the magnificently designed building up to a luxuriously decorated elevated platform that looked over the coliseum. At the edges of the battlegrounds where painted symbols that held up a barely visible barrier. The hero was about to sit in one of the fancy chairs when the scribble scolded him. "Keep that metal behind of yours off that chair; you don't want it dirtied for the king to sit on." He turned to a few guards in the arena to release a large mouse, they left the arena grounds and an iron gritted gate opened up. A large mouse came running out and started running along the walls jumping for a part where she could escape from. She ran in unusual swerving patterns all around till an arrow pinned her head against the stone wall behind her. The scribble and hero had not even seen the ranger take out his bow, nor drawing the arrow. Cheering loudly the bearded man clapped his metal gauntlets together. "What a shot that was, you hit her right in the head." Florandus smiled at the compliment and grinned at the scribble. Showing a small smile the writer appointed today's job to the young man. "That shot was excellent, though you better not start shooting down monsters before the contestants have been downed." A polite nod was given to the manager and the ranger was shown to his slightly less decorated chair next to the others where he would have to wait till a sign was given. The two others walked back to their location of interest while the ranger relieved himself in the coliseum’s designated room, walking back he could hear people gather around the large structure.

=Chapter 3: The first round.=

Looking outside the ranger could see many citizens’ crowd together outside and soldiers herding them inside as sheep. Another soldier came running up the stairs to him. "Are you the finisher? You need to go to your seat before the king and queen arrive!" Hearing this the young ranger hurried to his seat placing his bow on his lap. To his left was the arena and to his right a couple adorned with crowns and many decorations upon their clothes walked up to the chairs and seated themselves. Three guards stationed themselves at the door and two more next to the royal couple. The king gave him a curious look. "A cloaked man in the royal entree, what is thine role in this event?" Florandus gave him a polite smile. "To ensure the combatants not to soil the field with their copulative juices, unless the king likes to.." A soldier next to the king interrupted him before he could finish his words. "Our apologies, my king and queen. This man is clearly not trained in talking to royalty like yourself." The crowned man smiled faintly. "It was a bit expected for a man who bears Demon Realm weaponry to make such an assumption; He has probably bedded half the monsters we will see today." He chuckled after which the soldiers forced themselves to laugh as well. "Tell me thy name." Florandus did not show any more kindness in his expression as he spoke and turned to the arena. "It is Vindivicus, though I don't suppose you asked out of the kindness of your heart." The queen frowned as she faced the finisher. "How dare thee to say such a degrading insult to thine king?" Seeing the ranger Ignore the queen the king held his hand for her to stop, this behavior to a man and woman of their status almost certainly meant the stranger did not feel threatened by their or the guards presence in the slightest. The scribble came walking into the royal seat and announced the presence of the king after the stadium had filled. At being addressed the king stood up and announced the battles to begin. The first contestant was a young order hero that used his two blades in a very quickly performed set of movements, on the other side an orc was released and a symbol on one of the walls light up making the orc berserk towards the young hero. The man evaded the orc by jumping to her right; even while he cut at her flesh the orc ignored having her stomach spill blood. With a right hand she managed to grab his head and with the hammer in the other she mashed his head into the ground. The orc stepped away from his body while still screaming in anger, while the crowd yelled for her to die. The scribble informed the ranger to shoot her as soon as the king held down his thumb. As requested by the crowd the king held down his thumb over the side of the royal seat and an arrow struck the orc, after which her body fell to the floor. The king was slightly shocked to see the ranger already sit back down again, though now the crowd cheered for the creature's death.

=Chapter 4: The finals.=

Many more fights occurred which ended in death for the fighter, a couple even having the contestant win the round and then dying at the grasp of the next monster. Out of all the fights there was only one man left, a hunter who was about to face a frenzied minotaurus. The hunter was armed with a sword and a crossbow; he shot a crosbowbolt to the minotaurus as she charged. The beast moved her head making the bolt get stuck in her horns as she kicked in his direction. The hunter dashed to the side and pushed the crossbow along a mechanism fastened to his left upper leg which loaded another bolt on it. With the mad monster closing behind him he shot the bolt through her right lung. Getting angrier by the injury she swung her huge axe towards his body. He tried to block it with his sword, but the sword broke in two and the man was cleaved in two halves covering the minotaurus in red blood. The manager barely cursed under his breath. "That was our last contestant, why did they all die so quickly?" Behind him the king pointed to the ranger. "I want to see Vindivicus enter the arena next." The scribble and the ranger looked at him surprised, but the writer knew he had little choice now. "The finisher will now be a contestant, be sure to give them a good show." Florandus gave him an unamused stare. "You'd beter be showering me in gold after this.." The crowned man nodded as he grinned to his wife. The ranger jumped down the walls and switched to his sword, he yelled for the minotaurus attention. "Hey bully, bully, bully. Here I am!" Storming towards him the minotaurus held up her axe to strike and the other hand to grab onto him. The young ranger ran up to her as well and swerved around her cutting a nerve in her left arm paralyzing it. He barely dodged the axe as he turned around her imitating the large mouse from before. Stomping and waving her axe around the minotaurus tried to hit the target at her feet when his blade struck another nerve making her fall to her knees. A cut to the arm and the bull woman now sat still on her knees and felt a sword to her throat. The king understood what he had done and hurried out of his chair to dramatically move his thumb down. The crowds cheered loudly as the ranger behind the beast slit her throat for all to see, he stepped up her corps as a sort of tribune and bowed to the king. Smiling with newfound excitement the scribble now announced the creatures to battle the ranger. "They run always in a pack and are always hungry for man, here are the werewolves!" Loud yelling and name-calling could be heard from the citizens as an iron gritted gate raised and a pack of wolves came running into the arena. Florandus seemed amused till he saw a werewolf pup walking in between the pack, Thinking on how to dispatch her he noticed the alpha already behind him. She pushed her breasts against his back, sniffed his neck and growl in his ear when she smelled the minotaurus blood on his body. The ranger put away his sword, which surprised the crowd and the werewolves alike. He couldn't get himself to kill a child, not even for all the gold the king theoretically promised.

=Chapter 5: Bonus round.=

He placed a hand on the alpha's head and rubbed it, he tickled her ear a bit as well. The king and scribble both watched curiously as the alpha got more confused by the affection she was given, another werewolf pushed her head against the ranger's empty hand which he then used to pet her as well. The queen asked the scribble for his attention. "Did you hire a finisher or a tamer?" The writer seemed bewildered to what was happening. Florandus smiled at the white werewolf. "Sit." The woman complied and the other brown and black werewolves joined her in sitting, all of them wondering what he would do. The pup walked up to his legs tugging them. Florandus petted the pup and whispered something into the alpha's ear making her grin. The ranger breathed in deeply for what he was about to do and under the watch of a whole coliseum walked to one side, climbing to the top of the wall. The citizens where all dead quiet in anticipation on what the cloaked man would do. He took a bottle of normal water someone was drinking and poured it over a symbol on the wall, washing it and in the process the whole barrier away. The guards noticed to late what the stranger had done as the werewolves piled up at the wall and used two of the pack as a stepping stone to get up the wall. Wide panic spread as the werewolves attacked the crowd, biting the woman and killing the men. The ranger shooting down any soldier who came close. The king and queen rose and where about to leave when the king received an arrow to the back of his head. The queen screamed in horror and failed to notice the alpha now behind her. Bitten woman turned in less than a minute and spread their assault on the other part of the coliseum crowd who were now inefficiently evacuating. Dead men blocked the exits leaving men and women trapped inside the building. Florandus looked out a window of the building and saw soldiers stream from the middle of the city, seeing the alpha and the newly turned queen he told her of the enemies. The alpha ordered her new more than hundred heads big pack to retreat to the nearest forest through the windows on the other side of the coliseum before the army could surround it. The young man saw the stream of new werewolves flood from the stadium till there where none left, the whole building looked like one big massacre scene.

While the werewolves acted as the big diversion Florandus left the building from a quiet side walking into the city. Knowing that he had just turned or killed a quarter of the city's population he walked to the castle in the hope he could loot the place blind in the confusion. He was promised gold, That gold would have landed in his possession one way or the other..