The Spartans

"Do not move Spartan!" Your attacker's voice sounds almost friendly, but there is still a sword being held at your back. You look up ahead and see your legion. All 200 men are standing there and you know that if you call to them your attacker will more than likely be fightened away. Without any more thought you scream at the top of your lungs. "H-E-L-P ME!!! SPARTANS COME TO MY AID!". you look up ahead and see your whole legion look at you and then to your shock they start laughing. A confused look comes to your face. "What is going on!" The next thing you know your attacker has twirled you around so you can see him. It is your friend Nathan. This had all been a joke? Nathan looks at you "For the sake of the Gods calm down its just me." and then he too starts laughing uncontrolably. You stand there in the street ashamed. You have brought disgrace and humility upon yourself and there is no longer a place for you in the Spartan Army.