Jacksonville Florida was peaceful. The chirping of birds could be heard. People were going to their work while some were coming back from their work. In the same city existed a restaurant, which had a 'closed' board hung on the door.Due to this board, no one tried entering this place, not that it generally has any traffic anyway.Inside the restaurant, hordes of bodies could be seen spread everywhere. It seemed like a slaughter had taken place here only recently. As for the person who had caused the slaughter, he was upstairs.The bottom floor of this building was the restaurant, whereas the top floor was the residential quarters of the couple who owned the restaurant. Unfortunately, that same couple was standing with a pale face in front of Shawn.It seemed as if someone had sucked the blood off their faces, but it was clear that this was because of the fear they were experiencing. They had just talked about informing the police of Shawn. Not only that, they had even said that it wa

*2008*Rapid footsteps could be heard as a boy ran through an alley with a cake box in his hand. His black hair was dusty and sweat covered his dark-skinned face. He seemed so eager to get to his destination and not even the fatigue showing on his face could deter him. He ran as he panted till he got to a small house, he stopped and knocked.“Mom! Dad! I'm back.” his small voice rang out. This boy was (is) me. My name is Mackintosh Perch, from Central Africa and my life-changing journey begins on this day, on my birthday.A joyous day in the family as it's my birthday. I had just clocked the age of nine and my Uncle came from Malaysia (Africa) to celebrate my birthday. I was greatly shocked as well as exhilarated, yet although he came bearing gifts, I still had this tingling sensation that all would soon change. I couldn't explain it but I knew he didn't come from Malaysia just to celebrate my birthday, either he came with good news or it was pure bad news. Well, I didn't have to wait

The lean man looked at me with a shocked expression, he dropped the dagger, turned around and ran off down the alley.I looked at my hands, wow, I've got the strength of a raging bull. I can't explain it, but when I acted on my instinct and concentrated hard, I seemed to have gained more strength and did something a normal person couldn't do.“You have my thanks, tell me, what shall I call you?”I looked at her and thought about it.“You can call me Mackintosh,” I told her my name.She was surprised“That's not a Roman name, I shall call you Maximus.”I was annoyed, why would she change my name? And who gave her the right to do so?“Hey lady, my name is Mackintosh and not Maximus.”She merely smiled“Stay calm stranger, come, I shall take you home and get a stable for your horse.”I was already pissed but I had no choice but to follow her.She casually walked towards the end of the alley which seemed to lead to another street.“You came to Rome at the wrong time stranger, the Persians

I searched the tent and took the documents, made my way out and went off to General Massou's tent.I heard screams and moans coming from his tent, I looked around and I saw no one around, the captain was right when he said no one was guarding this tent.I went in quietly and I saw he was fucking a young lady on his bed in a doggy style, her big b**bs were flapping around her chest and she was moaning in high ecstasy, seems to me she was enjoying herself while the fat general was ramming into her pu**y at a fast pace.“What a whore! She seems to be enjoying herself while her sisters suffer pain and death.” I thought in my mind.I crept behind the general, held his mouth and slit his throat.The lady was about to scream, but I punched her by the side of her neck and knocked her unconscious.“If you weren't of Roman birth I wouldn't hesitate to slit your throat as well you traitorous whore.” I swore angrily. The death of the young woman in that captain's tent had pissed me off.Well, tha

Just then, all hell broke loose. War cries could be heard all around us.“SHIELD WALL FORMATION!! MAINTAIN THE FORMATION, DO NOT BREAK EXCEPT ON MY COMMAND!!”I hollered and tried my best to think up a plan for the next course of action.The soldiers weren't trembling nor were they afraid, I guess they were confident in the metal armour we were all wearing, but if there's one thing I know, it's that it doesn't matter the kind of weapon you use, nor the kind of armour you wear, because when it comes to war, even the smallest object could kill a well-trained soldier.Half-naked barbaric-looking men rushed out from all corners of the surrounding wielding axes, pickaxes, swords, maces, and steel hammers. That's when he came; 9.7ft tall, dressed in a dusty kilt and chest cross belt, eyes emitting crazy killing intents and burly muscles ready to crush the bones of anyone who defiled him, holding a large bloodied stone hammer, his aura was stronger and more deadly than that of the Cyclops an