How To Defy Fate (Myths Finding Love #4)

Chapter 3 - Gladiator

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CHAPTER 3 - GLADIATOR

A dark cell...
Somewhere in Ancient Greece

"Wake up. Boy, wake up!" an insistent voice shouted.

"What?" I hissed. It was much to early to do anything so I rolled over—and promptly fell on a cold, wet floor.

I jolted awake. "What the hell?" I hissed.

I was in a small room and it was too dark to see anything. I can only make out the small pallet near me and the hunched figure on the other side of the room.

"Glad to see you are finally awake."

I tried to sit up but my head spun. I groaned and my hand cradled my aching head. This felt like the worst hangover... ever. As slowly as I could, I sat up on the pallet once more.

"Where am I?" I croaked. My throat felt like sandpaper. I don't think I've ever been this drunk before.

"A cell. And you better get a hold of yourself boy. We're about to be thrown to the lions."

"What?" I hissed.

And then it all came crashing back.

The Fates' revelations, the threads of life being cut from the tapestry, seeing my friends and my family die.

And then going through a portal...

"Gods!"

Did it work? Was I back in ancient Rome? Ignoring the pain in my head, I tried to move towards the light in the corner but a chain tied to my ankle prevented me.

Fuck, I needed to escape! I have to save Olympus! But first, I have to free myself from this cold, smelly place.

I stretched my hand and concentrated on the chains that bound my ankle. I imagined it heating up and then melting away just like I've always practiced. I summoned every bit of energy I could and focused hard.

Nothing happened.

I heard a snort and a snicker from the other side of the room.

I tried again. But still nothing. "Fuck this!" I shouted. I flung my hand and tried to summon my powers once more and this time, I wanted to stop time. I closed my eyes and tried my best.

"Did you get hit in the head hard, boy?" the man asked.

Immediately, I stopped my attempts.

"What are you doing?" he asked, a hint of humor in his voice. That was when I realized I must have looked like an utter fool. I had my hand stretched towards the chain and my face must have been scrunched as I tried to concentrate.

"Nothing," I replied.

My knees almost buckled at the effort it cost me to try and summon my powers. Once again, I found myself in the pallet.

Why did it not work? Were my powers gone? Maybe I can't use it this far back in time? Or perhaps my powers weredepleted because I travelled so far back?

Whatever the reason was, I'm fucked either way. I can't start my mission and I was imprisoned here!

"Have you been here long?" I asked the man.