DHT R1 P1

“You lazy bastard, I should eject you out the air lock for this! The coordinates were a thousand miles off, you landed on the wrong continent entirely! And instead of flying back over the damn planet you just nabbed the first thing stupid enough to wander near the ship!” Jupiter had know idea who was shouting, he had decided it was for the best to shut off his vision during the trip to god knows where. All he could tell is that it was a women’s voice and she was far from pleased.
“This guy here looks way more stronger than the one you sent us to that miserable planet fer in the first place! He’s a giant, we had to use the gravity lift just to get him in the damned ship in the first place!” This voice sounded familiar, it was definitely the voice of that strange creature that had almost landed his flying contraption on Lore’s and the wind-up man’s head. Jupiter was pleased that he was their to save the two or they could have been crushed. Feeling a bit more confident Jupiter eased his vision back on, just the tiniest slit possible so he could make out the faces in the room.
“He didn’t even try to struggle, in fact he seemed more than willing to go in place of the of the other two.” The women turned her attention back to a screen of light. Jupiter could clearly see that it had pictures on it, but they seemed to be moving. Curious, he allowed himself more vision. His eyes were not lying to him the screen was showing images that actually moved like he was seeing the event again, it was one that was quite familiar to him.
“Did you see the dent he put in the side of the ship, damn near made me crash!” The blue thing, the only word Jupiter could think to describe the strange being he recognized as his capturer, pulled a box from his pocket and aimed it at the screen and pushed something on it and then the images stopped moving. “More than a ding from a parking lot if you ask me.” The other person in the room, this one far more human looking, closely studied the side of what Jupiter assumed was the ship.
“Hmm, about seven centimeters that is quite a feat.” The women held her chin in her hand and began to muse something over in her mind. “But still if he isn’t going to fight we may have a problem, what good is a blood sport with no blood.” She spun around and put her gaze onto Jupiter who immediately acted unaware again. “I know just what to do, go fetch an aggression adjuster, that should fix him right up.” Whatever the aggression adjuster was Jupiter did not like the sound of it.
Once he was sure they were gone he sat up and took a survey of his surroundings. It was a dingy stone cell with water dripping from over hanging metal pipes, he found the sound to be relaxing. The whole place reminded him much of the room he woke up in, only with much less gold and jewels. He looked around for the screen but it had vanished. He tried to stand but his head scraped the ceiling as soon as he attempted it, so he settled with moving under the leaky pipe and letting the water drip onto his moss. He leaned his head back, he thought he was at the market but the flying ship was nothing he had ever seen not even in his eighty years of traveling the world. He knew Clare would be looking high and low for him, this was bad, she might take drastic actions in his absence. He had no idea how far he was taken only that the trip lasted an hour. For all he knew he could be hundreds of miles away with how fast the ship flew, in that case her search would be almost hopeless. Jupiter leaned his head back against the wall, he had many concerns on his mind, but he decided the best thing to do right now was to sit and wait. Even if he did escape he had no way of telling where he was or how to get back home.
Jupiter heard the soft sound of foot steps out side the room. He did not fake unconscious, he had questions to ask. Two new faces entered the room, both equally indescribable. The pair carried a heavy looking metal box, one handle each, and when they were in front of Jupiter set it down with a loud thud. The two beings clicked open latches on either side of the box and opened it slowly as if it were some how a strain to do so. From within he saw a pale purple light, it pulsed with a steady rhythm like a heart would. One of the bizarre beings took a pair of tongs he had slung over his shoulder and carefully reached into the box and began to lift a large gem like object that he assumed was the aggression adjuster out. When it was fully out of the box the one holding it leaned back fast to avoid being in any way close to the slowly flashing gem stone. This unnerved Jupiter, he had an idea of what the object would do but seeing the reactions to it made him feel it was more powerful than he originally thought. The one who had it clasped in the tongs slowly began to walk towards Jupiter with his arms stretched out as far as possible. The other was backing his way slowly to the door, ready to bolt at a moments notice. Gingerly, the flashing stone was moved closer and closer to the center of Jupiter’s chest, he would have, should have said something to them about it, but by the time he had opened his mouth it was to late and the stone fixed its self firmly on his chest. Suddenly a strange sensation rushed through his body. It terrified him to the point where he froze completely and his senses blurred. He stayed like that for several seconds then it worsened and became agonizing and such a shock that it caused him to thrash uncontrollably, then the feeling suddenly stopped entirely. When he finally regained his sense he tried to put a word to what he had felt. He knew he had seen it many times before and could only think of one word to describe it and that was pain. he looked around the room again. It was different now, the walls were covered in gaping holes, one was missing entirely, and water poured into it from a busted pipes. The two who had carried the box in were gone, the box itself was flattened. He stared down at his chest, the small purple gem was flashing just as it was fresh from the box. He despised it, he wanted it off and so grabbed its corners and pulled, then the feeling of pain shot through his body again and he immediately stopped. At that moment he heard a familiar voice and looked at what was left of the door to see if they had entered yet.
“My my, so there is some fight in you after all.” The women in the suit scanned the damage done to the tiny cement cell and smiled the whole time doing so.
“Before you do anything else tell me who you are and where we are.” Jupiter raised his voice ever so slightly, but the women seemed unfazed as she thought something over in her head.
“You must have thought I was stupid as those mercenaries I hire to think that I believed you were unconscious that whole time, not many people make that mistake and live. Since you will most likely live out your last days here I suppose I should answer those meager questions I get so often. I am Cree and I’m working to help run this tournament in my fathers stead. As for where we are this is the Dark Horse station, a massive space station home to millions.” She said this as if she had done so hundreds of times before which Jupiter believed she had.
“Now tell me why you had those strange looking people come to the Grand Lands and try and steel some one away.” Jupiter gave Cree a stern look, she however had turned her back and was getting ready to leave.
“They were supposed to land in a city called Casrin in the Divided Lands if that gives you a clue.” She looked over her shoulder with a smug face.
“Casrin, That’s the city with the great coliseum, such a waste of life. No!” Jupiter caught on and was none to pleased to figure out why he was brought to this place in such an awful manner.
“Yes. Now if you would kindly follow the guards to the arena we can get the opening ceremony done with, the others are all waiting.” She was becoming impatient but it did not show,
“I will not fight in a senseless blood sport!” Jupiter asserted.
“Your ideals won’t stay with you for long, now get out there and give are audience a show!” Cree left and the two whatevers that had placed the aggression adjuster on his chest retuned, this time armed.
The guards seemed far more confident this time around as they escorted The being who’s dimensions out matched theirs in every way. As they walked they passed many empty cells, the competitors who had been inhabiting them already shuffled off. It did not take long for three to pass one of the stations many large windows that offered a dazzling view into the surrounding cosmos. For nearly a hundred years Jupiter had stared up at the sky wondering what the stars were and now he was amongst them. Then the wonder had begun to fade and realization that he was floating around in the sky sank in. Now he knew he had no hope of rescue and no way of ever returning home and back to those he so dearly missed even separated only for a mere few hours, but as far as he knew he would never see any of his friends again. Jupiter had stopped moving while he gazed out the window saddened by his predicament, the guard who had grown impatient shot him in the back of the leg. Jupiter was so lost in thought that he jumped no more than two inches from fright. This was enough to cause such a shaking when he landed that every security camera and robot turned in his direction and stared at him coldly. It was quite embarrassing for him to be seen reacting to what amounted to him as pin prick in such away. Jupiter hunched over sheepishly and began to head off down the hall again with the two guards who had to pick them selves off the floor in tow.
After a few more moments of awkward and unpleasant silence they had reached the central arena. One of the guards pointed his gun towards the large arch directing him to enter. Jupiter did so, ducking low to make it through. It took only moments for nearly every person in the huge stadium to take notice of him. Several of them gave him cross looks like they would to a sworn enemy, all though Jupiter was sure he had never seen any of them in his long life,  he stood in the very back so he would not obstruct any ones vision. He scanned over the mismatched mob of beings, their quite a few humans in the bunch, but amongst them he saw others constructed of metal, other limbos he thought, their were still others who defied classification as either.
“Now that everyone has arrived we can explain what is going to happen in the first round of the glorious Dark Horse tournament.” This voice was new, most likely just an announcer and no one of importance. “I hope none of you are afraid of heights ‘cause in a minute here were going to teleport you all about a hundred feet above the arulians’s island and have you parachute to the earth below, doesn’t that sound exciting!” Jupiter raised his hand to get the voices attention.
“Yes, you there in the waaaaay back, question?” The voice spoke up cheerily.
“What is a para-”
“Minutes up!” Suddenly a bright flash occurred and then Jupiter found himself free falling towards the ground.