Violet eased in and out of continuousness. His body limp, his head clouded by so many things happening that he couldn’t comprehend.

His body was being carried by one of the many Orcs, their dark blood-colored skin was very noticeable. The sounds they made, grunts and footsteps, that didn’t cease to end, were the only things he could hear.

“Le, let me go!”

He tried getting loose from the Orc’s clutches, but it didn’t work.

“Grunt, grunt.”

Violet noticed many others were in the same predicament as he was. They were in the forest, no one was there that could help them.

“Please anyone, somebody, help us! Let go of me!” His sheiks of fear we’re only able to reach the Orcs that caused said fear. He heard in a deep, aggressive and stupid tone,

“Growl, SHUT UP!”

Once Violet started struggling and screaming one of the orcs lost it and knocked him out. Blood trickled down her pale, milky white skin, his eyes slowly shut closed, leaving a large dark cloud of red in his mind.

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“Haha!”

“Ah, plea.ea.se,sto.p.!”

“Growls, heavy breathing sounds”

”Screams”

"(Heavy breathing)"

While Violet was out, the cave with only the moon and fire as a source of light, was full of sounds. All of which echoed through the cave then exited to the forest.

These were the sounds of the Orcs raping and having their way with the Elven women. (I didn’t want to describe anymore since it’s rape, but I could put more detail in for the parts that are less dark.)

The Orcs were having quite the time, some savoring the screams other, violently pleasuring themselves. While the Elves were screaming in pain, pleasure, or sadness, Violet was still asleep but not for long.

After one Orc was tired of waiting for his turn, he decided to take Violet, grabbing him and tearing off his now ragged clothes. Violets eyes suddenly opened, he saw the Orc before him about to ravage him. The orc then noticed how Violet was a boy, the orc got enraged and was about to beat him. He screamed and in the next moment, the Orc was dead.

A spear went through its eyes, a couple of drops of blood fell to his feet and with it the body of the Orc. The other Orcs didn’t seem to care, not even a little. Violet closed his eyes not even noticing where the spear came from and backed away. His body started shivering in fear, he covered himself and huddled.

A hand, no two wrapped around her, picked her up. She could tell it was another Orcs, though it was different somehow.

“Please let me go, don’t, don’t hurt me.”

Tears fell from his covered eyes, he then heard a deep and sensitive voice.

“Violet.”

The sheer shock of the whole situation caused him to faint, leaving him in the mysterious orc’s hands. It took a look at the shameful, horrible acts that were being committed. It grabbed the spear lodged in the dead Orc’s head and left, with Violet in hand.

-to be continued