An Orc's Journey

12. Dealings with a madman

Dehaka was made to stand by four lackeys of the Elf. He'd just noticed that his gear and weapons were gone. And his arm was wrapped up in his bandages still. He could feel something wrong in his gut. He recognised the poison as one found only in Acalatia, the desert land of the mad.

The Elf was monologuing, something about his upbringing and how he got here. Followed by him pulling out a detonator and pushing it. Destroying the portal. "And now. You have no way back. Isn't life fun?" He crouched down in front of Krista. "You're a bit young aren't you?" He pulled out a gun from his side and put it to Krista's chin. "You'd pay a pretty price at the market." proceeding to pull out his second pistol and place it against Krista's temple "Or if can enjoy myself instead. I reckon you'd like nice on my mantlepiece. I think I'd call you 'human in fear'." Krista looked at Dehaka with a look that showed pain and anger. And with his eyes. Dehaka said one word to her.

Go.

Within the instant Krista had stopped time. She set to work untying her ropes and everyone else's. And her next thought after doing so was simple. How can she fuck with the guy in front of her.

After nodding Dehaka saw four knives head towards him. He flinched as they shot past his head and legs. And suddenly his arms were released. He also noticed that others were free. Not even thinking he leapt for the closest two raiders and threw one whilst punching the other. The raiders began to swarm him all punching Dehaka at the same time, to everyone else Dehaka's groans grew quiet under the punching.

Until they heard a roar.

If you aren't aware of Orc physiology, a quick lesson may help. When they're life is endangered or they're probably pissed their body will pump adrenaline so fast that they go into a blind flurry. Attacking everything until sedated or knocked out.

So Dehaka was on the floor. Being punched from all angles. Thinking. It wasn't pain that caused the next events. He was deep in thought contemplating his next actions. Krista was somewhere else, time was moving so she was busy. He just had to hold out until she would come back. And then he heard a gunshot and laughter.

Through one of the raiders pair of legs he saw the raider's leader draw his gun and shoot at the raiders kicking Dehaka. Perfect shots to the brain. And over the noise of his organs being beaten he heard the man speak in Orcish "Shadow Hunter. Today is not your death day. But if you fail. Everyone you care for shall die within 7 days".

It doesn't take much more than that to get an Orc angry.

Dehaka caught a punch and twisted the raiders arm, Snapping it, rising up the men stood in fear as the Orc's eyes burned red. One brave and naive raider punched Dehaka on the head. He didn't react. Just swung his arm behind him and crumpled the raiders face. Leaving an imprint of his knuckle in the man's cheek and skull. He jumped and kneed a raider in the face. Bringing his elbow down on another. Three raiders moved in to punch and kick Dehaka. Who spun around and grabbed the head of one of the raiders, and with pure rage and force, broke off the woman's head. Using it as a glove he slammed the skull into the cat-person's crotch. Causing them to vomit whilst he leapt over the person. Grabbing the neck and snapping it off.

Three raiders left. Two behind. One in front. This'll be easy.

He passed the skull to the raider in front ducked down and kicked the Halfling raider behind him. In mid-air Dehaka punched him down. Slamming his meak body into the floor. Proceeding that he grabbed the other human behind him and threw him at the other raider who was still holding the skull. Legs shaking. Big ol piss stain in his cloth boxers. Fear in his eyes. With one strong punch Dehaka punched through the first guys skull severing it as well as his arm going through the skull the raider was holding. Into the second raiders chest, grabbing the spine of the second man and ripping it through the two other skulls.

Holding the spine of the raider. Bloodsoaked and the adrenaline steadying out. He relived what happened. Loving every second of the bloodshed.

"Well. You have me convinced". The raider leader put away his guns and outstretched a hand. "Richter". Dehaka took his hand and spoke. "Why have you done this?"

"Well to be honest with you. Those guys were a bit boring, always with the moving around and the murder. Actually the murder wasn't that boring, that's not the point though! All I want is money. And enough to make ol' Brucie the best car in the collection."

Dehaka hadn't moved since the Elf had began talking. In a sense he was still on shock at him shooting his own men. Dits spoke up for Dehaka "So why did you capture us?"
"Simply put" Richter let his hand go limp and point at Dits "I don't know. We were just here for parts. Then you showed up through the glowy thing. So I thought we could make some money off you."

"Do you really only think about money?" Abigail stood up and dusted herself off offering a hand to H as well. "Only so I can achieve my main goal. You lot like to ask questions don'tcha?" Richter walked towards the doorway putting away his guns. "Come on then. You want out don'tcha?"

The group followed the Elf through the compound heading down a long staircase. "So why are you lot here?" Dehaka snapped out of his daze and spoke "Heading to the Northern Plate. Trying to help out in a war." Richter didn't stop to talk "What war? If there was a war going on I'd be there." He rested his hand on his guns "Lizzie and Robert love the carnage. So much death everywhere." He turned to look at dehaka "At least you'll agree with me, eh Orc? That was quite the show you put on earlier. You're an impressive Shadow Hunter, not like the last."

Dehaka stopped dead in his tracks "The last one?"
"Yeah. Big guy, black skin, carried two fucking enormous doubled handed warhammers. He was a decent bloke, not many social skills but loved a fight."
"Did he die?"
"Last I checked he was buried near one of the bullet farms. Killed a whole legion of Dwarven Mechs."
"Why did he die then?"
"Bloodloss. You can only take so much damage."

Reaching the bottom of the stairs. Krista was stood there holding a dagger swiveling it in her hands. "You lot took long enough" Dits looked at her with confusion "Why aren't you trying to kill him?" Pointing at Richter.

"He had a note on him" she held a note out and read it "To whoever finds this, if I'm dead please look after my car Bruce. Otherwise kill everyone else apart from me, I have money."

"Seriously?" Dits looked at Richter. "What? I have money" He gestured to the room behind Krista. "Wanna see?"

They followed Richter into the room, which now looked like a garage, and towards a car in the corner of the room. Black at the back and red towards the front. There was a trailer tied to the back with a sheet over it that Richter threw off. Revealing a big pile of money stacked up. "Seeeeee? Moneyyy" He grabbed a wad and sniffed it. Put it back, then replaced the sheet. "Anyway. Get in then" He looked at the car. With four seats. "Oh right. I don't normally let people in the car" He looked around the garage. "Push over that jeep husk and I'll sort it out."
"Is this not going to take a while to convert?"
"Just watch"

Richter put his hand on his car and on the jeep. Then his eyes glowed turquoise and wires shot out of his palms. The jeep began to lose parts and Richter's car began to grow in size at the back. Forming another four seats at the caboose.

"Alright get in."