Dr. Handerman was a scientist at the age of 46, who forgets a lot a things. He is curious but he worries way to much. His mother died not too long ago, about 3 to 4 months ago at the age of 79. She died due to cancer. The year is 5414. Scientists had made rockets and and space crafts as fast as the speed of light. Wormholes are now make able, due to the space crafts being able to fly at the speed of light and are able to collect the engery from the wormhole. You can even set the time and location! It was summer, so he thought "Why not watch some gladiators?" After all, he felt like watching bloody stuff, he was also bored. When he was walking, he thought about how awsome this was going to be, and what will happen. When he entered his home-made worm-hole at home, the dark swirling matter circled around him, after 5 seconds, he was gone. Unfortunately, he completely forgot on what mistake he has made. "Oh my gosh! I didn't realize that I'm going in the way past! Rules were different back then. How am I supposed to get back home? Oh no." Dr. Handerman thought. Fear was conquering Dr. Handerman. So many worries and questions. He had to think about something, fast! "Ah-ha! I know what to do!" Dr. Handerman shouted. When the time warp was complete he quickly put his hoddie up, pulled down his sweat shirt and pants, and walked to the Colosseum, dirt was going all over his shoes, and the sound of kicking rocks was stuck in his head. The Colosseum was Located in Province, Rome. He saw some people handing out 2 coins and entering the Colosseum. The sound of twinkling coins made him ponder about the coins. He has never seen those coins before. "Dang it, now I can't enter the Colosseum. How am I supposed to get those coins?" Dr. Handerman thought in disappointment. But luck came to him, someone dropped 2 coins. His feet quickly dash to the 2 droped coins on the ground of dirt and rocks, he quickly picked up the 2 coins, which made is hand covered in dirt, and made it look like nothing happened at all.
Dr. Handerman walked to the person who was standing in the arch, handed over the 2 coins, and enter the Colosseum, and thought "Woo-hoo! Today is my lucky day!" in happiness and excitement. He was deciding area where he should sit at, he thought "Hmm, how about this one?, he was pointing to the area of seats over to the high left. When he was walking on the hard, marble floor, he already saw 2 people with bronze swords, fighting with blood dripping form their faces, arms, and legs like a stream. One gladiator was tan colored, and one was white. The tan gladiator swung the shining sword, moving his dirty foot towards the white one and hoping that the attack will hit at the white one's chest. The white one quickly dodged it, dust was swiling around the white one, and strikes back with a menacing slash with the bloody sword against the tan one's head. It's a hit! The tan one's head was bleeding like crazy. The crowd was putting their hands up, cheering on for the white one louder than an airplane getting ready to take off. However, the tan one never gave up, he his dusty sword slashed to the white one's head, as expected, he dodged, dirt coming out of both the mens feet, but then the tan one countered with a kick right in the nuts, after that, the tan one put up his sword, and stabbed the white one's head. The white one dropped down. To finish it off, he kept on stabbing the white ones head, blood was dripping down the white ones head like a water fall. The crowd was wild! They didn't care who won, all they wanted was the blood! Dr. Handerman didn't care either. But then, Dr. Handerman remembered his questions and worries.
Dr. Handerman walked to the person who was standing in the arch, handed over the 2 coins, and enter the Colosseum, and thought "Woo-hoo! Today is my lucky day!" in happiness and excitement. He was deciding area where he should sit at, he thought "Hmm, how about this one?, he was pointing to the area of seats over to the high left. When he was walking on the hard, marble floor, he already saw 2 people with bronze swords, fighting with blood dripping form their faces, arms, and legs like a stream. One gladiator was tan colored, and one was white. The tan gladiator swung the shining sword, moving his dirty foot towards the white one and hoping that the attack will hit at the white one's chest. The white one quickly dodged it, dust was swiling around the white one, and strikes back with a menacing slash with the bloody sword against the tan one's head. It's a hit! The tan one's head was bleeding like crazy. The crowd was putting their hands up, cheering on for the white one louder than an airplane getting ready to take off. However, the tan one never gave up, he his dusty sword slashed to the white one's head, as expected, he dodged, dirt coming out of both the mens feet, but then the tan one countered with a kick right in the nuts, after that, the tan one put up his sword, and stabbed the white one's head. The white one dropped down. To finish it off, he kept on stabbing the white ones head, blood was dripping down the white ones head like a water fall. The crowd was wild! They didn't care who won, all they wanted was the blood! Dr. Handerman didn't care either. But then, Dr. Handerman remembered his questions and worries.
Notes: Hey, I know this isn't that long, I just wanna make this story just for fun! Send feedback, negative or positive! There will be 3 parts to this story maybe 4, or even 5. I don't know. It just depends.
Part 2 will be posted tomorrow.
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