Date: Mon, 19 Nov 2018 19:48:59 +0000 (UTC)
From: ozzalone65@aol.com
Subject: Garrosh's War (5)

This is a fictional tale of fictional creatures. Half man, half beast.
And a young human male caught up in the middle of a war of Ogres and men.
Watching  as his village in consumed by it
A story of a savage man beast softened by the boy that falls for him.

Enjoy...
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Garrosh's War (5)
Invaded Homeland.....

.... Orin and his father spent 2 days in the wilderness. Orin learned
much from his father. War, sex and passion. But soon they had to head
back as his teachings finished. The journey would be  a day and a half
back to their village. so any time Orin had left with his father was
savored. For it would be no more as his father would return to his wife.
And then Orin (A man now) would move to his own life.

"I love him ever soo much" He said as he walked behind his father

He gazed at the larger mans broad back and buttocks. Remembering the love
he shared with him. Never wanting it to end. But he knew it would. So he
just sighed
When the came up out of the foothills some miles from home, Orin saw
smoke. They looked down, he and his father at the valley where their
village was. It was on fire. Orins father screamed. "Nooo!" then he ran.

"Come Orin. The village" he cried
"Ohh God nooo" Orin shouted behind him

The two ran as speed took them down towards their home. Orin fell behind
his father as the man was larger and faster. When Orin closed in on the
village he saw large man beasts with weapons. He recognized them and
Ogres. But he was confused as the village had never had run ins with
them.
But that's when he saw Orcs as well. slightly smaller that the huge
Ogres. They were fighting each other. And his village was in the midst of
the war. Humans and Ogres seemed to fight had in had against the wave of
Orcs. Then Orin saw his father in the melee. He had thrust his sword into
an Orc a s the beast was killing another man.

"Father!" he called out.

But that was a mistake. for as he called to his father another beast came
up behind him and ran him through. Orin screamed as he saw his father
fall to the ground.

"Noooo!" He screamed
"Nooo. Father nooo!"

He grabbed his sword and rushed into the fray. He was not good or strong
enough as he was still young. He did get a good thrust into one Orc, but
that was it for him. For he was barreled over by another, and as he lost
his blade, he was looking up at the hideous beast that towered over him.
It growled and raised up it arm. It large club, covered in sharp metal
spikes waved over it ugly head.
Orin saw his death coming at the beast prepared to strike. But just as
the thing began its swing, a large creature took it down. The large gray
monster was an Ogre. But he didn't see much as something hit his head in
the attack, and he was knocked unconscious.

It was sometime before he woke. Orins eyes opened slowly as he felt the
throbbing at his head. What ever hit him, hit him hard. The sounds around
him had diminished. He groaned as he sat up. And all he could see was
bodies all around him. Large beast like bodies and some humans. But
mostly the beast men. Orcs and Ogres.

"What happened" He said as he sat up

He continued to survey all around him. All the death, all the death. Then
he looked up to see the flag of his village still flying. It was torn and
tattered, but it was still up. Then it hit him. "My Village". his head
screamed. Smoke billowed from destroyed homes and even on some bodies
that were still burning. The smell of death in the air.
Orin then remembered his father. Where was his father? Was he ok, was he
still alive? He groggily got up as he did not see any living person
around him. He then began to survey the bodies around him. All those
bodies. He had to climb over some.

"Father!" he called out
"Father its is me"
"Father where are you?"

His heart began to beat harder. He remembered his father being attacked,
he remembered the Orc that got him. Then he remembered where it was. He
turned back and moved in that direction. It didn't take too long to find
the spot, or his father.

"Noooo!" He shrieked
"Noo. Father!"

Orin dropped to the side of his fathers body. The long spear still in
him. Blood everywhere. He leaned down and stroked his fathers face.
hoping he would wake from this slumber he was in. But he did not. Orin
shouted to him to wake. But he did not.

"Father please. Father" he cried
"Don't leave us. Father"

Then he fell onto his fathers chest, sobbing for him. Deep heaving sobs
of loss.

"Don't leave us" he said again as he cried
"Don't leave us"

He lay on his bleeding father for just a few moments longer. Repeating
his call for him not to leave. Then Orin's eyes shot opened. He had
forgotten about his mother, his sisters. He kissed his fathers lips.
tenderly stroked his handsome face and then got up. Then he ran through
the debris and bodies. Leaping over many.  Then he started to yell for
his mother.

"Mother, Mother. Can you hear me" he shouted

He ran through the fire and destruction of his village. Then he reached
the still burning house of his family. He grabbed a large tapestry from
outside and started to beat out the flames. But he knew he was too late.
For he could see inside his home. There were bodies in there. Small one
and his mothers huddled near a corner. His mother was also slain by one
of those filthy beasts.
When he beat out the flames. he moved into the house. The smell was acrid
and strong. Everything that had burned. Then he fell to the floor and
again began to sob. Loud unstoppable sobs. So loud that he did not hear
the footfalls outside.

"What do we have here" A deep voice growled

Then a hand grabbed Orin and yanked him from his home. He was pulled out
by a large figure. Then tossed to the ground. He looked up in horror as
one of those hideous Orcs had him. Its jagged teeth snarling down at him.

"Yes a puny human boy" He growled
"You and your kind are but a nuisance in this war"

The large beast pulled out a very large blade. He was going to kill Orin.
For a few moments Orin wanted it. Death, so he may join his family.
Murdered by this beast and his kin. For he had no one. Mother, sister and
his beloved father gone from him. So he almost welcomed the death. But as
he saw in his minds eye his family, his father bleeding in death, It
angered him. He wanted these beasts to die. To suffer as he has.
He looked around quickly. He saw a few feet away from him a sword. He
could not reach it from where he was. He then looked back up at the Orc.
the beast raised his arm for the strike that would kill Orin. But Orin
looked down from the beasts face and to the codpiece covering the beasts
genitals. He turned fast and kicked, as hard as he could. His foot struck
the Orc's sack and the beast howled. Stepping back and gripping at
himself.

"Argghh.!" It bellowed
"I will kill you boy"

Orin quickly crawled to the sword. He knew he had but moments before the
beast would come at him. Then as the Orc regrouped and turned back on the
boy, Orin grabbed the sword. He turned as the monster came at him. Then
the sword was thrust into the beasts belly. It howled as pain took
it.  Orin had struck back
But the animal grabbed him. His large blade still in hand. It seemed
determined to take him, even in its last throws. Orin felt he failed and
would soon be dead too. But that's when he heard another growl from
behind the Orc. The beast was yanked from him and thrown aside, It was an
Ogre. This larger beast then drove his weapon into the Orc, several
times.

"Die filth" He growled

The big Ogre finishing the Orc. Its body slumped over next to Orin. Orin
sat there on the ground, tears spilling from his eyes. The anger and pain
an overwhelming tidal wave as it washed over him. The huge Ogre looked
down at him and grumbled something incoherent. Orin still held the sword
in hand he had thrust into the Orc. He looked up at the large beast and
considered driving it into him. It was his fault, this battle he had
brought to his village. But the Ogre seemed to sense Orins distress.

"But the blade down boy" The Ogre stated
"I have no need to kill you"
"I have no quarrel with your kind"

Orin heard his words. He looked around and saw all the death. He dropped
the sword and exploded into tears. He had lost Everything. His home, his
family, his father. Orin was all alone.

"Its all gone" he sobbed
"They are all gone"
"I have nothing. I am nothing without them"
"War brings death" The beast then said

This did nothing to quell what Orin felt. It only made it worse, angered
him more. The huge beast man paused as he looked down at the sad small
youngster on the ground, the tears flowing from his face. It struck
something in him. So the large creature softened his tone. Then he came
and sat down next to the boy. His huge body dwarfing Orin. He then placed
an almost gentle hand on Orin.

"I know it hurts now" He said
"But the anger is good. It will drive you to fight"
"To do all to avenge your loss"
"I have been there myself boy"

Orin sniffed as he looked over at the beast sitting there next to him. He
gazed at the beasts massive arms. The muscle under the flesh somehow
flexed as the beast moved his hands to clasp one another.

"You should be angry too. Very angry" The beast continued
"Keep that anger and hold to it"
"But I am but one boy" Orin sniffed
"I cannot fight against an Orc army"

The large beast again glanced at the small boy sitting there. The thin
arms and lean body. It was no match for an Orc. The larger beast would
easily kill him. And think nothing of it.

"No, you cannot" He said back
"This is true boy"

He then sighed. The large beast felt sorry for Orin. He got up. Then he
offered Orin his big hand.

"Come with me" He then said
"I shall help you"
"You now are part of my war son"

Orin grabbed the huge hand and was easily lifted up by the beat man. He
gazed at the massive creature. Standing at least near 7 feet in height
and a good 300 lbs of meat and muscle. The huge arms that were thicker
than Orins thighs were gigantic. And the beasts thighs even more so. The
beast had a massive chest that was as large as Orins own bed. And there
was soft dark hairs all over the massive chest and on the beasts
forearms. The beast was a sight to behold.

"I am Orin" he said offering his hand again to the beast
"I am Garrosh" said the large creature
"Pleased to greet you young sir"
"You should grab what you need and just leave all else behind"

So Orin did as the beast man said. He went back into his destroyed home.
He plucked out things he could from the rubble. He kissed his mothers
body. Then the two went back to where his father lay. Orin took his
fathers blade, kissed his face tenderly. then his lips. he had to say
good bye to that which he loved most.

"I love you father" he said

Then he grabbed his pack and followed Garrosh. To where he knew not. And
he wasn't even sure that he could trust the huge creature. But he had
little choice at the moment.
He looked back just once more at his dead father. A tear fell from his
eyes.......
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  to be continued