Author's note:
[Sorry for the inconveniences I was a little busy for a while. You know I got to pay the bills and all that. I'm back though and will be trying my best to pique your interests from now on. Stay tuned.]
Comrades!", Harry shouted before entering into a deep slumber. His consciousness slowly drifted away as his body dropped to the ground. Before it could hit the ground though, a soft but powerful arm caught the limp body and tossed it onto her back. It was the Orc princess who had decided to put him to rest.
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*Thud*
"Who's that?", an unfamiliar voice asked out of nowhere. Although Harry had been knocked out he could still make out some of the conversations he was hearing at the moment.
"This, well its our new prisoner. The princess returned from the hunt earlier with this creature. I would have been shocked to catch a glimpse of such a creature as small and fragile as this but I have seen some of its kind around lately. Is it of the same race as that of the ones we captured earlier?", a second voice answered with its own question at the end. The voice was a big deep and at a level not even the perfect masculine man can attain.
"Yeah, I think so.. They all got the same soft skin….", the first voice replied. Harry felt something brush against his skin but due to the current predicament he was in he could not realize what it was.
"…it got the same skin as the other ones we captured today. Also that hair, yeah that hair, I think it looks beautiful. Is it even natural?".
"Are you asking me? How will I know about that, it's not like I'm of the same race as this rascal. Stop asking such silly questions. It makes me feel insecured".
"Why are you still holding it like that? Go and add it to the rest of the ones we captured yesterday. They will make up a wonderful collection for our township. Can't wait till the princess gives the order to kill all of these rascals".
Hearing the end of this unwanted conversation, Harry sallowed saliva when the word,"kill", had been mentioned. "Who's going to kill who?", he asked himself with his eyes closely shut. "Wait, how is this possible? How the hell am I able to understand their language. It's almost as if they speaking a language from Earth", he asked while reminiscing on his earlier discoveries.
Tap!
Tap!
Tap!
The sound were generated as the orc who was carrying his body decided to follow what the other one had told him. Throughout the journey, Harry tried his best to get a clear image of the Orc village but to his dismay, the whole place was a bit quite throughout the journey. Harry pouted slowly to avoid drawing attention to himself. There was nothing he could do at the moment to save himself. He had to comply slowly.
Thinking about all of this though, something had struck him in the head. "Where is my black sword? The last time I remember it had dealt a huge blow to the knee of that despicable orc who had tried to break my bones."
Hahaha!
The laugh almost escaped his lips when he had realized that he actually did everything that the orc had told him he was going to do to him to it. It was indeed an exhilarating moment to come to the realization that he was no longer at the bottom. Even if it was in a world filled with monsters and endless horrors, he was elated to realize that.
The orc came to an abrupt halt after it had felt that the body it was carrying had rattled a little. It placed the body on the ground and decided to examine it for a while. It brought its face close to that of Harry's. It waited for a sudden movement to take place but nothing took place.
Harry on the side was trying his best to prevent himself from vomiting due to how awful the orc's breath was."How do they approach ladies of their kind with that breath? This breath cuts much deeper than a thousand swords. It's even sharper than a butcher's knife. Such a putrid smell. Do you even brush?".
Pah!
The sound reverberated as giant palm of the orc landed on his cheeks causing an unbearable pain to be produced as a result of it. Harry almost opened his mouth to curse but he had to remain still in order to survive whatever terror he had to survive.Yet still he wanted to at least get the opportunity to rub his cheeks to at least alleviate the pain.
"What did I do to you? I only cut off the leg of one of your kind. It wasn't my fault though, he was the one who started it."
[Quit whining loser!]
The long awaited system interface came back to life with its usual flair.
"You really took your time…",Harry blurted with a glimmer of hope in his heart. Glancing at the dark hued screen which seem to have increased its opacity a little, he scornfully asked the system to disable its graphic interface. The thought of CT having to still see stuffs even though his eyes were shut was giving him the creeps.
The familiar foul breath of the orc seeped into Harry's nose again. This time though it's intensity was beyond what he could maintain. He quickly used his fingers to seal his nostrils shut preventing and scent from entering his lungs.
"I'm sick and tired of this", he snorted with a distressed look on his face.
Hahaha!
The menacing laughter almost caused Harry to open his eyes. He wanted to take a peek at the one whose laughter it was.
"I didn't know that unconscious bodies could move…", the same individual who was laughing blurted out loud in between giggles.
Harry's skin crawled and it felt as if blood had been drained from his face. "How the hell…", he said to himself in defeat while reminiscing on how he had blown his own cover.
[Fool…]
The system flung the word right into his face.
"Did you have to use the graphic interface?", Harry asked sarcastically while opening his eyes just in time to see a huge hand scurrying towards his face.
"Hell No!…", he shouted while trying his best to get out of harm's way. He placed his hand firmly on the ground and hopped out of the orc's view. The orc sensing distress, tried its best to stop Harry's movements by kicking him in his rib causing him to stagger and fall.
Holding his chest as if his rib cage had been broken, Harry refused the urge to vomit out blood. He opened his eyes throughout the pain to take a careful glimpse of the one who had delivered such a fatal blow to him. All he could see once again was a just a blur before another kick clashed into his other side almost shattering his bones due to the sheer impact.
He rolled across the ground where he had tried his best to find solace. To his disadvantage though, the ground was full of tiny stones which made his journey a bit painful.
The orc didn't waist a second and bolted after Harry's helpless body. Before He could get a hang of the speed at which he was rolling, another blow was already scurrying towards his head. Harry did his best to evade this attack though due to how intense the impact was going to be. He feared deeply for his very own life to the extent that adrenaline had to do its work before he soiled his pants.
[Take your time. It not going to hurt that much…]
"What did I do to end up with you?", Harry asked rhetorically.
Tap!
Tap!
After surviving the deadly blow, Harry took off with all his might to try and avoid the orc at all cost. To his advantage, the whole village was empty at the moment. They seem to be at the outskirts of the orc settlement. All that surrounded him were abandoned houses that were nothing as compared to the ones Harry had seen on Earth. Seeing all of these houses made him reflect on some of the lessons he had had with his history teacher. He never knew those lessons were going to come in handy.
"Do you want to play hide and seek?", the deep masculine voice resounded sniffing out any glimmer of hope that was burning in Harry's heart.
"Huh, do they play hide and seek in these areas? What kind of twisted and deranged version of the game is there going to be in this God forsaken place.
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