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The orcs way of life

This story is about a young curvy woman meeting a handsome male orc as they struggle to understand each other and the world around them. warning there will be sensitive topics blood, killing, sexual abuse, physical violence, etc

Radundeadgirl25 · Fantasia
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32 Chs

Seeing red XXIX

I keep walking through the forests looking everywhere and calling his name waiting to hear him bark or something, I walk for hours calling his name hearing nothing I stop for a minute to catch my breathe my eyes start to tear up as I think of Olfin not having me here and now I can't find crook "No! I won't loose crook to he's going to be okay I just have to find him!" I say out loud as I get back to walking at speed through the forests I call his name but still there is nothing tears keep falling but I wipe them away as they do, I walk til it's dark calling him but I've still heard nothing eventually I have to stop it's to dark to see at this point I make a little fire the best I can and spend the night in the woods.

The next morning I wake up and start walking again yelling for crook my throat is dry and sore from calling him I walk for another hour before I completely lose my voice I stop leaning on a tree, ready to give up and accept that I failed at protecting someone again I slump down leaning my head back on the tree as I feel useless hoping maybe the others had better luck and found him, I hear someone yelling in the distance the voice reminds

Me of someone then I hear it, a faint bark my mind goes black as I get up and start sprinting towards the sound I run straight through a spikey bush scraping myself up but I don't care the only thing I want is to see crook safe I push past more bushes and that's when I see it, the knight in red armour standing in front of crook who's laying on the ground his front and back paws are tied together with his muzzle tied shut as well. I feel anger I've never felt before in my life before I even realize it I'm

Full on sprinting at the red knight I whip out my knife and strike at him when I'm close he must have heard me because he moves just in time for me to miss him

Red knight:"Well well, just the bitch I was looking for, surprised to see me out of the cell you left me in!" He yells as I glare at him

Whitney:"shut up! That poor dog you have tied up is mine and I'm not going to let you touch him or me ever again, this ends here and now" I yell back as he pulls a sword out we are in a stand off he strikes at me I manage to move out of his way, he runs at me as I stand planting myself in place bracing for him to collide with me he hits me his metal armor knocks the wind out of my lungs he sword swings towards me but he is to close to land a hit as I'm hit I swing my knife slicing his cheek open I hit the ground hard groaning as he stands over me he puts his foot on my chest putting more and more pressure I'm sure my rib cage will crack under his foot my knife is inches away from my hand as I try to reach for it he uses his other foot to step on my wrist

Whitney:"aah you bastered!"

Red knight:"the fight is over I've clearly won and now it's your life that is going to end and your poor little puppy dog will have to lay there and watch as you bleed out!" He slowly puts his sword to the right at my waist he rams it through my flesh as I let out a scream of Agony my other hand grabs the dirt I fling it at his face he stumbles as the dirt gets into his eyes I scramble to my feet and grab my knife the pain I feel only fuels my rage as I go run and tackle him to the ground he grabs my hand with the knife in it and keeps it away I use my other to start punching him his other hand tries to grab mine but I manage to pin it with my knee before he can,

Whitney:"you will regret ever touching him!" I

Yell as I keep hitting him in the face his nose is bleeding but I don't stop he is fighting against me he gets his arm free and suddenly has his own knife he stabs my arm with it as I grit my teeth he tries to pull it out but I push myself back from him and get to my feet I walk quickly to him as he is getting up and kick him straight in the side he hits the ground again I go pick up his sword he charges at me we madly slash and stab at each other I use his sword and finally penetrate his one shoulder guard the sword goes straight through he screams and yanks the knife from my arm I cry out and grab his hair looking for any way to end this he punches me I stumble back words and fall onto my back feeling the pain from my side screaming through me he comes over the sword in his shoulder still he laughs in my face as he kneels down towards me getting closer to my face

Red knight:"it's a shame you are going to die we could have had so much fun" he hisses at me I grab a rock and smash it against his face he falls I grab the end of the sword and pull it out in one swift move I lift it above my head and bring it down onto his throat it cuts deep as he grasps at his neck looking at me his blood splatters onto me and the ground as he bleeds out. He is still and lifeless now i find my knife and go over cutting crook free as I cry hugging him he is barking and jumping at me I wrap my arms around him hugging him tightly I know my blood is getting on him but I don't care I can feel all the pain the wound on my waist is oozing blood I get up tired sore and bleeding

Whitney:"I'm so sorry crook he will never hurt

You again let's go home" he barks in reply as I

Start slowly limping putting pressure on the wound on my waist by the time I get half way back with crook my head is getting dizzy as I feel like I might pass out I look at crook as I stumble and fall onto my hands and knees

"Crook go find barg" I mutter out as I sit on my butt holding pressure on the wound he barks and takes off running I'm not even sure if he understands what I said I watch him run towards the town. "At least if I die here I know he's safe.." I cough as I talk to myself trying to keep myself awake I look at my hand it's covered in blood my shoulder wound has soaked the top half of my dress and the waist wound has made the bottom half red I know I've got cuts all over from the fight, I feel cold but my hand is warm from the blood, I shakily pull myself up using the tree for support, I keep limping towards the village slowly losing

The strength in my body, I start to hear people I look towards the sound but can no longer hold myself up, my body goes limp but I don't feel the impact of the ground, someone his holding me up

Zul:"Whitney fucking hell hold on I'll get you home" he lifts me gently and looks to the rest of the party

Barg:"we will go and try to find who did this crook go home" he points and crook follows Zul starts jogging back to the village with me in his arms I look up at him and smile weakly

Zul:"keep your eyes open, we are almost there stay awake"

My eyes are heavy they feel like rocks keeping my eyes open is getting to hard I loose consciousness in his arms

Zuls pov

I'm jogging the best I can while rushing back to the village and to Groma crook is following closely I see her eyes close and her head falls back "Whitney! Wake up come on baby" I rush to Gromas "GROMA!! I need you immediately it's Whitney she's bleeding a lot!"

Groma immediately runs in I put her down on the couch,

Groma:"ok I'll get supplies cut her dress off now I need to see the wounds" she is stern and quick I grab my knife and cut her dress off tossing it crook comes in trying to get to her barking loudly and jumping

Groma:"get the dog out! And keep him out I need it to be quiet"

I pick up crook and leave shutting the door I let crook go and try to pet him to calm him down, barg and Charlie come back looking a little worried

Barg:"first is she okay and why are you not in there with her! And second you aren't going to believe what we found, it was a blood bath"

Zul:"well what the hell happened! Who did this to her you better have killed them!"

Charlie:"okay hold on is she okay?"

Zul:"I don't know honestly she lost consciousness while I was running crook was freaking out and she told me to get the dog and get out she wanted quiet I've been sitting here since now who did this to her and whoever it was better be dead"

Barg:"oh he's definitely dead, it was the red knight by the looks of it they ended up fighting and she left his sword in his head but it was a blood bath he must have had crook tied up there was some rope and it looked like he had something dog sized laying on the ground, she must have been angry to keep fighting after getting stabbed,"

Zul:"I'm just glad he's dead and hopefully Whitney will be okay"

We all sit around waiting for a Groma to come out and let us in to see her but day turns to night and night turns to morning, I wake to see Charlie and barg sleeping leaning against the walls and crook is up against the door on his back spread eagle I sigh and get up knocking on the door lightly to see if maybe Groma is done, a few minutes pass and the door finally opens crook immediately wakes and gets to his feet his tail wagging so fast it's a weapon to Charlie and Barg as they get slapped by it multiple times

Groma:"okay you can all come in she's not awake but she is okay she's pretty bruised and beaten tho whatever or whoever she was fighting was no easy feat they broke multiple ribs fracture her wrist and missed an artery by inches the wound will take several months to heal fully in the mean time I suggest you all give her time to heal and if she tries to get up you better be prepared to make her lay back down or those stitches will rip and she will take even longer to heal."

She gives us all a stern and serious look as we nod our heads to her

Barg:"we will Groma and the guy who was responsible is dead so this will not happen again"

Zul:"I guess she won't be awake for a bit huh"

Groma:"no it may not be til tomorrow morning that she wakes up"

We all nod, through out the day we all take turns going and sitting with her checking to make sure she's okay crook stays with her the whole time laying on the floor beside the bed he looks absolutely lost without her waking up we all try to reassure crook with head scratches but it does no good he refuses to move as the day goes by we all head to our places and go to bed for the night.