So I was looking through some of the other topics in the game genre, and I noticed Diablo. Oh how I love that game.

Here is a short fic about a mercenary you hire from act2 and a fire golem having a little chat about life.

Thoughts between a mercenary and a golem

"Ok you guys I'm just going to grab some health potions and repair some of my armour. I'll be back in a few minutes don't go no where!" The necromancer left his mercenary and fire golem near the stash in act 5.

The mercenary looked at the fire golem, "So uhhh … how are you?" (omg, I'm talking to a fire golem how bored am I?) The fire golem looked back at the mercenary. "I'm ok …" The mercenary couldn't believe what he was hearing the golem was actually talking! "My master doesn't let me talk much …"

"Well you are talking now?"

"Yes, but he likes to torture me. When I'm fighting the un-dead and other enemies he always sends me in first as cannon fodder, he doesn't care about me!"

"Dude I totally hear you, usually he sends me in to die first, I remember the good old days when me and my mercenary friends were training one day and we signed up to be act 2 guards. Heroes would come along and hire us and we thought it was pretty cool but they ALWAYS, and I mean always, sent us in first."

"I feel a bond here."

The mercenary put his hand around the golem's shoulder.

"OW!"

"Yeah watch out I'm hot." The golem joked, "Dam here comes my master."

"Ok I'm back you guys, let's go kick baal's butt again." The golem sighed, as he new he would get killed again, and again, and again.

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Hope you liked it, if you want sequel, just say the word and I'll add a lot more this was just a 10 minute thing.