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For years in the city of Dominus genetically altered slaves have served the needs of man. But now they're rising up, now they're fighting back, they're becoming more than slaves...

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Gabriel shielded his eyes as he stepped out into the sunlight from the government vehicle that had transported him. He could see that they had arrived at the coliseum, his new home for the next year and a half. He subconsciously began to rub his wrists; the handcuffs he was forced to wear were beginning to irritate the skin. Because this was the first time he had been truly out in the open since the beginning of his trial, Gabriel instinctively stretched his wings. A sharp glare from his armed escort made him quickly retract them.

Without saying a word, the guard accompanying him led him, at gunpoint towards the main building of the complex. Gabriel was nervous: he had heard that all of Dominus' most dangerous criminals and terrorists were kept in the coliseum. What had the judge been thinking when he sent a seventeen year old boy here?

It wasn't long before they crossed the threshold, and Gabriel immediately noticed that something was wrong. He tried to move his fifth and sixth limbs, but had no success. They weren't responding at all!

Before he could say anything, the guard behind him laughed. "Don't even try, kid," he chuckled, pushing Gabriel forward with the butt of his gun. "The building cuts off all access to your abilities. Have fun lugging those dead weights around!" He cut off when they entered the cell hallway, worried that his superiors might hear him. They soon approached an ordinary cell with about seven or eight people in it. In addition to them, there were several people grouped outside the small room. "You'll be staying here for now."

Gabriel knew better than to argue. He had often learned the hard way that not all people were as forgiving as his mistresses. When the electromagnetic shield went down, Gabriel entered, doing his best to avoid the glances of an other people nearby. The buzzing of the barrier soon resumed, and Gabriel went to sit down against a relatively empty patch of wall. He immediately curled up into a ball and tried to forget his surroundings.

Only one and a half years, he thought. I can make it, right?