Chapter 1: Fight!

Jax Lincoln was an ordinary man. The only things unique about him is his liking for medieval warfare and history, as well as his wife who had the beauty of a goddess.

Many of Jax's friends teased him about his wife, and about how he should toughen up to make sure nobody steals her.

At first Jax didn't think something like that would happen, however he found that his wife was becoming more and more distant from him. When he asked what was wrong, she ignored him and would refuse to have sex with him for entire months.

But Jax knew exactly what the problem was. It was that his wife had a kinky side to her, but he would only have vanilla sex with her. This had made it very hard to make her orgasm, and she had become increasingly sexually frustrated.

Now in a situation where he and his wife had been kidnapped by aliens, his heavenly beauty of a wife on the side of the large gladiator ring wearing nothing but chains that wrapped around her waist to hold up a red cloth that barely covered her holy garden, a collar that connected to two braces on her arms with a chain that locked her arms together, and a gag in her mouth.

The sight made Jax extremely turned on, with her perky E sized breasts hanging out, her blonde hair that went down to her back, her milky white skin, and her wide hips that housed a round and plump ass. This was Jax's wife, Lucy.

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Next to her was another women in similar 'clothing' to Lucy. She was short, standing at about 5'5. However she had a spectacular body, with C cup breasts and a juicy thick ass.

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Looking at the crowd around him, he saw thousands of people cheering loudly while preparing for the fight.

On a balcony overlooking the arena was a man dressed in formal white clothes. The man held his hand up in a straight palm position, which made the crowd quiet down until nothing could be heard.

Hearing that the crowd had gone silent the man spoke, "Today is the start of the Universe Champion gladiator arena! Heavenly beauties from around the universe have been taken as rewards for men who have been chosen by the arena to fight to the death in the ring!

This battle is between the champion of the planet Polodia and the champion of the planet Earth! We shall commence the battle in three seconds!"

Jax was an ordinary man. He had been born into a loving family, excelled multiple sports as a child, his grades had been amazing, and he had gotten a beautiful wife. The only thing that he didn't like about his life was his lack of exploration in the bedroom.

But faced with a life and death situation, his latent talent for survival kicked in. Jax surveyed the gladiator arena, and inspected his opponent. The arena had a large area, and many weapons on the floor that he assumed could be picked up and worn.

His opponent looked as confused as him, but he had no panic in his eyes. This made Jax believe that he had some sort of training in combat, making him a dangerous foe.

"Three!" The accouncer yelled.

Jax looked at all the weapons and tried to spot the weapon he felt would be the most helpful. He saw a dagger, a sword, a bow, and even a halberd.

"Two!" The accouncer yelled.

Frantically scanning the field, Jax glanced at his opponent and saw that his opponent was glaring at him with eyes of murder, he was gazing at his wife with eyes of lust, and he occasionally glanced at a pair of daggers on the floors

"One!" The announcer yelled.

Jax was angered, how dare he stare at his women like that! He felt part of his brain partly open, a part of his brain the modern people left sealed. But it didn't entirely come into the light, with only a tiny crack emerging.

"Start!" The announcer finally shouted to the crowd, causing thunderous cheers to erupt.

Finally, Jax found the weapon he was looking for. It was a spear. However it was past the halfway point line into his enemy's area, and he wouldn't be able to make it in time if he only relied on his sprinting ability.

Forming a plan quickly, Jax granted a shied near to him while stealthily putting something into his shorts and dashed towards the center of the field. His opponent also didn't tally behind, and rushed towards the pair of daggers he had been eyeing at before rushing towards Jax.

Because the opponent had the athletic build of a track star, he ran much faster than Jax. Added to the weight of the shield slowing Jax down, he was at a disadvantage when it came to speed.

When they had reached a close distance, Jax kept running toward the man, intending to run into him. The man side stepped around the shield rush, and stabbed towards his side.

Jax hastily twisted his body to block the dagger, only to find that the man had taken the dagger back and was stabbing towards his leg. Jumping up to dodge the dagger coming for his calf, Jax was surprised at the dexterity the man showed when he switched grips in an instant and pointed the blade of the dagger upwards.

Avoiding the dagger and crushing the man's wrist, his opponent let go of the dagger in pain and retracted his hand. Wrongfully thinking the barrage of attacks had ended, the man retracted his hand only for it to accelerate towards his neck in a grasping position.

Failing to block the hand because he had let his guard down, his neck was hit hard by the palm of the man. Jax used the opportunity of being connected to the slippery man to grasp his hand and aimed to hit him in the shoulder of the restricted hand with his shield.

The man attempted to dodge the shield but couldn't because his hand was restricted. The shield bashed into his shoulder, breaking it. The man screamed in pain, but used the dagger in his other hand to stab into the now exposed side of Jax.

"ARGH!" Jax groaned in pain, as he felt the dagger enter his side. Jax dropped the shied due to the pain and the opponent released his grip because of his broken shoulder, before the two of them retreated back.

Picking up the dagger, Jax and the man circled each other like two pythons looking to attack.