23 A girl named Sophia Gonzales ###

[ WARNING: MATURE CONTENT ]

Before Osmond saw the Summer children, before Connor fought the Goblin champion, before Riley joined their company, before Osmond lost his mother, tragedy was happening in another part of Everville.

The girl's name was Sophia Gonzalez and she was a Deimian. She liked to bake and to sing songs, she had loved the tall tapestries at the house were she worked; the place where Viktor and his family lived.

And now, she was being held down by goblins while her clothes were being ripped off.

"Mom, dad," she screamed, pleading for help.

But help will not come for her.

Sophia looked to her left and saw Carlos being held by orcs. An ogre came swinging its club.

"Maria?" Carlos cried with tears in his eyes.

The ogre swung its club aiming head first. Carlos' jet black hair parted. His dark eyes bulged. His cleanly cut beard and brown skin were mangled and splattered.

The goblins jumped atop him, tore his muscles, broke his bones and drank his marrow in front of Sophia.

To her right, Sophia saw her mother being held by an ogre.

"Don't look. . . Look away Sophia," Maria cried.

The ogre tore off Maria's clothes in a single jerk. Her brown breasts lay bare and hanging. The ogre grabbed onto them with its hulking hairy hands, piercing in with its nails.

"It hurts," Maria screamed. Her scream echoed through Everville.

Another ogre came by. It dropped its beast skin, showing its wart-ridden penis. The ogre shoved it into Maria's mouth.

The ogre standing behind tore off Maria's undergarments and spread open her forcibly. It dropped its beast skin with precum dripping from its tip.

The ogre plunged its arm long penis into Maria's cunt. Maria arched in pain. The ogres started humping, gleeing and drooling. Maria tried screaming but her mouth was filled.

Sophia wanted to look away, but somehow couldn't. She saw her father's mangled body being feasted by orcs and goblins.

She saw her mother getting raped, arching and screaming from the pain. Maria tried flaying and kicking to no avail. After some time she gave up, tired and hopeless.

The ogres got bored. They dropped her down, her body hit the cold hard ground. She tried crawling towards Sophia. Orcs and goblins jumped atop her and bit her neck. They tore off her breast and started raping her. After her death, the orcs feasted on her flesh.

Sophia laid there, her eyes blank. She tried screaming but her throat was taut. She tried crying but her tears were dry. A goblin with its scum-filled green penis entered her, breaking her hymen and bleeding her. Her body moved backwards and forwards in each thrust. Another goblin tried tearing off her flesh, but an orc smashed its skull and screamed.

She couldn't fight back. She laid there cursing her fate. Darkness crept into her from the corners of her eye.

Cages.

She was in a cage now. It was made of wood, tied by vines. Below her, she felt the cold wet dirt. There were cages to her front and sides.

She could hear a flowing river to her left.

In the cage to her right, she saw a girl. She was weeping. She felt jealous of her because Sophia's tears were already dried up.

She looked above and saw the moon gazing down on her, as if it was mocking her. If there are gods, Sophia knew now that they dont reside in the sky. A cloud slowly covered the moon..

In the cage opposite hers, a little girl was bawling her eyes out. Sophia felt sorry for her, she felt sorry for herself. An ogre came thumping and juggling its bulbous stomach. It broke the cage and took the girl by her legs.

"Mama, mama," the girl cried flaying with her arms.

That girl was never seen again.

Another day came, the moon went away and the sun rose.

Sophia was sitting in the corner of the cage with her torn clothes to give her warmth. Sophia couldn't sleep, how could one sleep after all that? Dark circles sunk to her sockets, and the meat over bones started to waste away. She wanted to die, but there was no way to do that. Why the monsters were still keeping her alive, she wondered.

Sophia's mind shook when the cage was opened. An orc came in, the flesh on its face sagging and its teeth yellow and rotten. Boils covered its whole body, including its penis. The orc grabbed Sophia by her arms.

"Not this thing," Sophia thought and tried to kick away the orc.

The orc roared and two goblins came in. The goblins held Sophia at her legs, cackling.

The orc entered Sophia, grabbing the bumps that were her breasts and hurting her. Sophia screamed in pain. The orc derived pleasure from her pain and increased its grip.

When the orc was finished and its semen has entered Sophia, her screams were no more than squeals.

In the night, the goblins came. For them, she was a toy. Humping and biting like children.

"Are we going to die like this?" the girl in the next cage asked, her voice of despair.

Sophia couldn't reply to that.

It was on the fourteenth night that happened.

An ogre entered the cage next to hers. It raped the girl. The girl arched in pain, screaming and kicking. She also stopped after some time.

Like her mother.

The girl lay dead with her eyes bulged and her blood clotted. No one came to treat or cover her up. She laid on the floor waiting for worms and flies to make her one with the earth.

It was the twenty-first night.

Orcs and goblins entered day and night into her cage and violated her. She was barely given anything to eat or drink. Yet she survived, by god's will or luck we cannot say.

The place was quiet tonight. The monster had gone someplace away. A small shower of rain came in. The rotten wood broke away into the water.

Sophia was now free, but she didn't know where to go. She decided to follow the sound of the stream.

She crawled and limped. She was cold and hungry.

A cliff.

A stream flowed below the cliff. She knew how to swim, but the chances of her survival were slim.

She heard footsteps and growls closing in.

"Not going back," she thought to herself. Death was better than that.

She mustered what little courage and hope she had and jumped.