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Arkady looked at cory as he put the cuffs and helmet on. "Are you sure this is going to work?" He asked.

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Cory nodded, securing the cuffs. “Completely positive. However I can’t guarantee if you’ll end up in the capital thou. But I have faith in you.” He pats his shoulder, slipping a pistol into Arkady’s belt.

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"Do I get weapons during my first battle?"

He chuckled. “That depends on the emperors mood.” As they went through the canyon, a few Bantria skeletons dotted the ground, and the massive footprints remained. Old cannons, balistas and sniper nests lined the canyons wall, and the skeleton’s weapons and armor were more high tec, but still old.

"Karones work or Galations work?" He asked looking at the bodies,

The officer turned round, and grinned. “That would be the work of Galtion, the god beast, and subduer of the elements.”

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Arkady looked at cory as he put the cuffs and helmet on. "Are you sure this is going to work?" He asked.

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Cory nodded, securing the cuffs. “Completely positive. However I can’t guarantee if you’ll end up in the capital thou. But I have faith in you.” He pats his shoulder, slipping a pistol into Arkady’s belt.

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"Do I get weapons during my first battle?"

He chuckled. “That depends on the emperors mood.” As they went through the canyon, a few Bantria skeletons dotted the ground, and the massive footprints remained. Old cannons, balistas and sniper nests lined the canyons wall, and the skeleton’s weapons and armor were more high tec, but still old.

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Arkady looked at cory as he put the cuffs and helmet on. "Are you sure this is going to work?" He asked.

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Cory nodded, securing the cuffs. “Completely positive. However I can’t guarantee if you’ll end up in the capital thou. But I have faith in you.” He pats his shoulder, slipping a pistol into Arkady’s belt.

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Arkady spoke in english. “Do you speak english?”

The Bantroc rose a brow, chattering to the other in Galation. A whirling noise came from the canyon behind them.

Arkady looked behind.

A vehicle came out of the canyon. It hovered 4 feet of the ground on a cushion of blue energy. It had a large open sitting area, with points for plasma chains. An Aracta officer sat in the drivers seat, a Bantroc officer next to him. They stopped, and the Bantroc hopped out, walking towards Arkady. It spoke in multiple languages, trying to find one Arkady could speak. He finally reached English. “Eleran? Can you speak Eleran?” He had the toothy, gargled Galation accent.

"Yes! I’m fluent in Eleran." He said with his face still pinned to the ground. "If I could sit up that would be nice." He said.

The officer gave an order, and the trooper took his foot of Arkady, allowing him to sit up. “Who and what are you? And how did you get here?” The Aracta got out, eyeing Arkady.

My name is Arkady Barchev, I am an Enderman. To be quite honest the last thing I remember was getting into bed with a female Bantroc, she drugged my drink, Knocked me out, and I woke up here.” He said. He knew his mind wouldnt give off a signal of lying.

The officer nodded, then burst out laughing. “I hate to break it to you, but there’s no such thing as a female Bantroc, so you went down with something else.” He gives an order, and the troops pull Arkady to his feet.

"Ehh either way I got screwed over. So whats my punishment? Death? Slave labor? Arena fighting or something?"

"Anxious are we? Well, since your so hot on the idea, I’d say turning you into a gladiator will do." He turned to the Aracta, which nodded, speaking in Galation. The troops grabbed Arkady, placing him in the back of the vehicle, strapping a plasma chain to his cuffs. The officers hopped in, then the drove to the canyon.

Arkady sarcastically thanked them. “What happens if I win?” He asked.

"If you survive. You get to keep your life, and gain riches and fame in the process."

"Alright. And if not then I guess I die horribly?" He asked.

"Wow. Your smart for an off worlder", he said sarcastically. "And most die that way, yes."

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Arkady looked at cory as he put the cuffs and helmet on. "Are you sure this is going to work?" He asked.

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Cory nodded, securing the cuffs. “Completely positive. However I can’t guarantee if you’ll end up in the capital thou. But I have faith in you.” He pats his shoulder, slipping a pistol into Arkady’s belt.

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Arkady spoke in english. “Do you speak english?”

The Bantroc rose a brow, chattering to the other in Galation. A whirling noise came from the canyon behind them.

Arkady looked behind.

A vehicle came out of the canyon. It hovered 4 feet of the ground on a cushion of blue energy. It had a large open sitting area, with points for plasma chains. An Aracta officer sat in the drivers seat, a Bantroc officer next to him. They stopped, and the Bantroc hopped out, walking towards Arkady. It spoke in multiple languages, trying to find one Arkady could speak. He finally reached English. “Eleran? Can you speak Eleran?” He had the toothy, gargled Galation accent.

"Yes! I’m fluent in Eleran." He said with his face still pinned to the ground. "If I could sit up that would be nice." He said.

The officer gave an order, and the trooper took his foot of Arkady, allowing him to sit up. “Who and what are you? And how did you get here?” The Aracta got out, eyeing Arkady.

My name is Arkady Barchev, I am an Enderman. To be quite honest the last thing I remember was getting into bed with a female Bantroc, she drugged my drink, Knocked me out, and I woke up here.” He said. He knew his mind wouldnt give off a signal of lying.

The officer nodded, then burst out laughing. “I hate to break it to you, but there’s no such thing as a female Bantroc, so you went down with something else.” He gives an order, and the troops pull Arkady to his feet.

"Ehh either way I got screwed over. So whats my punishment? Death? Slave labor? Arena fighting or something?"

"Anxious are we? Well, since your so hot on the idea, I’d say turning you into a gladiator will do." He turned to the Aracta, which nodded, speaking in Galation. The troops grabbed Arkady, placing him in the back of the vehicle, strapping a plasma chain to his cuffs. The officers hopped in, then the drove to the canyon.

Arkady sarcastically thanked them. “What happens if I win?” He asked.

"If you survive. You get to keep your life, and gain riches and fame in the process."

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Arkady looked at cory as he put the cuffs and helmet on. "Are you sure this is going to work?" He asked.

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Cory nodded, securing the cuffs. “Completely positive. However I can’t guarantee if you’ll end up in the capital thou. But I have faith in you.” He pats his shoulder, slipping a pistol into Arkady’s belt.

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Arkady spoke in english. “Do you speak english?”

The Bantroc rose a brow, chattering to the other in Galation. A whirling noise came from the canyon behind them.

Arkady looked behind.

A vehicle came out of the canyon. It hovered 4 feet of the ground on a cushion of blue energy. It had a large open sitting area, with points for plasma chains. An Aracta officer sat in the drivers seat, a Bantroc officer next to him. They stopped, and the Bantroc hopped out, walking towards Arkady. It spoke in multiple languages, trying to find one Arkady could speak. He finally reached English. “Eleran? Can you speak Eleran?” He had the toothy, gargled Galation accent.

"Yes! I’m fluent in Eleran." He said with his face still pinned to the ground. "If I could sit up that would be nice." He said.

The officer gave an order, and the trooper took his foot of Arkady, allowing him to sit up. “Who and what are you? And how did you get here?” The Aracta got out, eyeing Arkady.

My name is Arkady Barchev, I am an Enderman. To be quite honest the last thing I remember was getting into bed with a female Bantroc, she drugged my drink, Knocked me out, and I woke up here.” He said. He knew his mind wouldnt give off a signal of lying.

The officer nodded, then burst out laughing. “I hate to break it to you, but there’s no such thing as a female Bantroc, so you went down with something else.” He gives an order, and the troops pull Arkady to his feet.

"Ehh either way I got screwed over. So whats my punishment? Death? Slave labor? Arena fighting or something?"

"Anxious are we? Well, since your so hot on the idea, I’d say turning you into a gladiator will do." He turned to the Aracta, which nodded, speaking in Galation. The troops grabbed Arkady, placing him in the back of the vehicle, strapping a plasma chain to his cuffs. The officers hopped in, then the drove to the canyon.

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Arkady looked at cory as he put the cuffs and helmet on. "Are you sure this is going to work?" He asked.

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Cory nodded, securing the cuffs. “Completely positive. However I can’t guarantee if you’ll end up in the capital thou. But I have faith in you.” He pats his shoulder, slipping a pistol into Arkady’s belt.

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Arkady spoke in english. “Do you speak english?”

The Bantroc rose a brow, chattering to the other in Galation. A whirling noise came from the canyon behind them.

Arkady looked behind.

A vehicle came out of the canyon. It hovered 4 feet of the ground on a cushion of blue energy. It had a large open sitting area, with points for plasma chains. An Aracta officer sat in the drivers seat, a Bantroc officer next to him. They stopped, and the Bantroc hopped out, walking towards Arkady. It spoke in multiple languages, trying to find one Arkady could speak. He finally reached English. “Eleran? Can you speak Eleran?” He had the toothy, gargled Galation accent.

"Yes! I’m fluent in Eleran." He said with his face still pinned to the ground. "If I could sit up that would be nice." He said.

The officer gave an order, and the trooper took his foot of Arkady, allowing him to sit up. “Who and what are you? And how did you get here?” The Aracta got out, eyeing Arkady.

My name is Arkady Barchev, I am an Enderman. To be quite honest the last thing I remember was getting into bed with a female Bantroc, she drugged my drink, Knocked me out, and I woke up here.” He said. He knew his mind wouldnt give off a signal of lying.

The officer nodded, then burst out laughing. “I hate to break it to you, but there’s no such thing as a female Bantroc, so you went down with something else.” He gives an order, and the troops pull Arkady to his feet.

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Arkady looked at cory as he put the cuffs and helmet on. "Are you sure this is going to work?" He asked.

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Cory nodded, securing the cuffs. “Completely positive. However I can’t guarantee if you’ll end up in the capital thou. But I have faith in you.” He pats his shoulder, slipping a pistol into Arkady’s belt.

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Arkady spoke in english. “Do you speak english?”

The Bantroc rose a brow, chattering to the other in Galation. A whirling noise came from the canyon behind them.

Arkady looked behind.

A vehicle came out of the canyon. It hovered 4 feet of the ground on a cushion of blue energy. It had a large open sitting area, with points for plasma chains. An Aracta officer sat in the drivers seat, a Bantroc officer next to him. They stopped, and the Bantroc hopped out, walking towards Arkady. It spoke in multiple languages, trying to find one Arkady could speak. He finally reached English. “Eleran? Can you speak Eleran?” He had the toothy, gargled Galation accent.

"Yes! I’m fluent in Eleran." He said with his face still pinned to the ground. "If I could sit up that would be nice." He said.

The officer gave an order, and the trooper took his foot of Arkady, allowing him to sit up. “Who and what are you? And how did you get here?” The Aracta got out, eyeing Arkady.

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Arkady looked at cory as he put the cuffs and helmet on. "Are you sure this is going to work?" He asked.

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Cory nodded, securing the cuffs. “Completely positive. However I can’t guarantee if you’ll end up in the capital thou. But I have faith in you.” He pats his shoulder, slipping a pistol into Arkady’s belt.

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Arkady spoke in english. “Do you speak english?”

The Bantroc rose a brow, chattering to the other in Galation. A whirling noise came from the canyon behind them.

Arkady looked behind.

A vehicle came out of the canyon. It hovered 4 feet of the ground on a cushion of blue energy. It had a large open sitting area, with points for plasma chains. An Aracta officer sat in the drivers seat, a Bantroc officer next to him. They stopped, and the Bantroc hopped out, walking towards Arkady. It spoke in multiple languages, trying to find one Arkady could speak. He finally reached English. “Eleran? Can you speak Eleran?” He had the toothy, gargled Galation accent.

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Jeremy was relaxing at her house, and Tank was upstairs resting. She was sitting on the couch, watching TV, when a pain went through her gut, and her pants grew wet. Her water had just broke.

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Her eyes widened. “Shit.” She didn’t move, freezing right in her place. “Tank. Tank. TANK!!!”

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She felt relieved that it hurt less, but there was still some pain there.  She squeezed her eyes shut, holding tight onto Tank’s hand, and she pushed again.

Suddenly, her pain was gone, and the baby slid out into the doctors arms. She cryer quietly, a hiss present in it. The doctor stood up, wrapping the baby in a cloth. “It’s a girl.” She was slim, with pale green skin and black strips. She had a tail, and straight orange and yellow horns coming up from her head. Two much smaller green horns came up from her eyebrows. Her eyes where golden yellow, which stood out from we black hair. The doctor gave her to Jeremy. Tank was tearing up.

The pain was suddenly gone, and she could see straight again. She looked down to the baby, holding her in her arms. Her eyes glittered and she began tearing up. She was more beautiful than Jeremy could have imagined.

Tank smiled, running a finger down his daughter’s cheek. “She’s beautiful.” He was crying, and he hugged Jeremy with one arm.

She was speechless.  She hadn’t said anything since yelling at Tank at home.  She didn’t cry, but noticed that Tank was.  He had a family again.  She turned to him and smiled.

He looked at her, and smiled back, kissing her forehead. “What shall we name her?” He looked back at her. She yawned, showing tiny fangs which moved out from her mouth like Tank’s did, and a thin, pointed, but not pronged, tongue.

She smiled down at the baby and smiled when she yawned.  “I don’t know.  You name her.”  She smiled at Tank.

He thought a moment, then smiled. “How about Charlie.” He put his hand in front of her, and she grabbed his big finger. Little fin like ears, similar to Jeremy’s, perked out.

Jeremy smiled.  “I love it.”  She nuzzled Charlie gently, tickling one of her little fin ears with a finger.  She was already attached to her.

Charlie giggled some, pawing a Jeremy’s hand. She had tiny pointed nails, which were golden like Jeremy’s. Tank smiled, leaning his head up agains Jeremy.

Jeremy chuckled and gently petted Charlie’s soft little baby arm, a big, happy smile across her face.  She laid her head on Tank’s, relaxing.  She was quite sore.  She held her baby close, not separating from her.

Tank smiled, kissing Jeremy’s cheek. He was planning on moving either. He ran a finger through the little hair that Charlie had, and glanced at the nurse. “Could you get us a small plate of diced meat please.” She nodded, walking out. “If I’m correct, you might not need to nurse her.”

She watched the nurse leave. She was happy either way, but judging from Charlie’s little fangs, Jeremy was really leery about nursing her if she needed to. She kind of hoped she didn’t have to. She gently pet Charlie’s little cheek with a finger and looked back up to Tank. “I hope we can give you the happiness that your previous family gave you.”

He smiled, giving Jeremy and Charlie a hug. “You already have.” He nuzzled Jeremy’s cheek.

She leaned her head against his shoulder with a big smile. “I’m glad.” She hugged Charlie close to her, petting her little head. “She’s got your eyes. They’re more yellow than gold.”

He nodded. “She has your hair and face.” He smiled. “She’s so beautiful Jeremy.” He kissed Charlie’s forehead, and she giggled.

She chuckled at Charlie, looking at her new daughter with adoration. She looked like a miniature little Jeremy. “She’s gorgeous,” she agreed. She then turned to Tank, who was once again a father, and she kissed his cheek. “Thank you so much.”

He smiled, nuzzling her. “Your welcome. Thank you for brining light back into my life.”

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Arkady looked at cory as he put the cuffs and helmet on. "Are you sure this is going to work?" He asked.

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Cory nodded, securing the cuffs. “Completely positive. However I can’t guarantee if you’ll end up in the capital thou. But I have faith in you.” He pats his shoulder, slipping a pistol into Arkady’s belt.

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Arkady spoke in english. “Do you speak english?”

The Bantroc rose a brow, chattering to the other in Galation. A whirling noise came from the canyon behind them.