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Hell Cavern	By : Koori Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 3541 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Twenty-Three
A soft knock on the door roused Falcon from a dreamless sleep. The warm bodies on either side of him stirred slightly not ready to give up the temptation of slumber. Rubbing a thumb down the spines of both he gradually woke them. His wife arched her back and kissed his cheek. The pale elf to his left snuggled closer entwining a leg around Falcon's own, the druid smiled and nibbled Rain's lower lip. The eyelashes fluttered opened revealing the emerald gems underneath.
Hugging both them to him for a moment he patted their bottoms and sat up. "We really don't have time to dawdle, judging by the lights outside I'd say that we either missed first wake-up call or they let us sleep in."
Crystal was fixing her braid and afterwards helped Rain pull his into a high pony tail off his neck and face. Falcon paused for a moment and watched; he liked when the jet black hair was loose and flowing freely but knew it was better for chores and such to have it off Rain's face. After the grooming was done the other two quickly got dressed, Rain put on the same leather pants as yesterday, most got more than one day use out of the clothing they could. Falcon tossed him a clean shirt and after Rain slipped on his moccasins the three of them headed out to the table.
"Morning love birds," Gola called out. "I made some of my famous grits for breakfast with a side of bacon."
"Sounds and smells delicious," Crystal said as she took her seat at the table. Falcon took the bowl offered to him by the dwarf maiden and joined his wife. A moment later Rain sat down to his right. After pouring all three some tea, Falcon drizzled honey over his grits and added a dollop of the sweetness to his tea.
"Night watches go okay?" Falcon asked.
"Aye, nothing to report here," Sly said. The others voiced the same.
Nodding Falcon continued to eat. A gentle touch on his knee startled him and he glanced over at Rain. The Sin'dorei was twirling a spoon around his bowl, his eyes downward. Falcon reached under the table and wrapped his hand around the fingers on his leg and after squeezing them lightly brought them up and placed Rain's hand on the table.
Rubbing a thumb across the top of Rain's hand he took a bite of bacon. "Akire?"
"Yes Adran?"
"No … go … please." Rain whispered
"I have to," Falcon replied
"No … go … bad … hurt …" Rain struggled to make himself understood with words foreign to him.
"I'm with some of the best miners Ironforge has to offer, the mine is safe when I'm with them. Last time was just a fluke." Falcon said aloud and got a chorus of approval from the dwarves that sat at the table.
"No," Rain said letting the spoon fall. "No … bad …" The elf took Falcon's hand with one of his own and his other hand wrapped around Crystal's. "Stay … please."
Sighing Falcon freed his hand. "Not even an option, now please finish your breakfast and start on the dishes. I also need you to scrub out the smoke house and weed the garden. Red it may require you to show him what I mean by the last two, don't want him pulling up all my seedlings."
The hunter nodded as Falcon pushed away from the table. Rain sighed and glanced down at his bowl. "Eat," the druid growled as he turned his attention to the preparations for the day.
A short time later he was leading the others down toward the mine, before Red could shut the gate Rain slipped out and ran toward them. Crystal raised a hand stopping her husband and met the Sin'dorei before he reached them. Taking his hand firmly in her own she led him back up to the gate; the elf struggled but was unable to free himself.
Falcon watched as Rain gestured frantically toward the mines. Crystal shook her head, gently kissed his cheek and motioned him toward the camp. The elf shouted and Crystal's hand returned to the same cheek with a hard slap. The blow caused Rain to take a step back as he touched the flesh that still stung. A hurt look flashed across his face and the next moment he turned and fled back to camp.
Crystal's shoulders slumped slightly as she walked back toward the group. Behind her Red closed the gate, with a final wave. Falcon kissed his wife when she got near. "He'll be okay," he said.
"I just couldn't have him disobey us like that," she said softly. "I know the demons are watching … they always are."
"Aye," Falcon said nodding. "We forgot that for a moment with the troll rogue slaying we'll not make that mistake again." A distant look came to his eyes. "I'm not sure I can take another one for the Clan."
"You don't have to do everything you know," Crystal said wrapping her fingers around his as they approached the mine.
"Aye, but that was one punishment I couldn't stand idle by … it would have been putting a blade to Red's throat, she'd be dead today." Falcon nodded more to himself than anyone happening to listen. "It was the only choice, the demons love to be sadistic and I knew they would accept my offer."
There was a sharp whistle followed by loud catcalls to their right. Crystal's fingers tightened around his hand as Demoncraft and his crew walked toward them. "How's my little slut doing today?" The orc hissed. "Bet you find your bed lacking now that you've been with the best."
Waving his clan to stand back Falcon moved forward a step. "If that is the best the Elfkillers have no wonder you have to look outside your own Clan for sexual pleasure." Falcon easily blocked the fist swung his way and at the same time transformed into a grizzly bear. With a roar he charged the orc, the pain and embarrassment of yesterday fueled his rage. There was great satisfaction when his claws left behind a trio of bloody cuts across the green chest of the other.
"Akire stop it!" Crystal shouted in his mind.
"Not until he's dead," Falcon growled. The pick the orc held cut through his thick hide, causing blood to spew out from his left shoulder. Abruptly his body exploded with electrifying pain, it felt as if he had been struck by lightening a hundred times over. Falcon lost the ability to hold the spirit of the bear and crashed to the ground his body trembling as currents of electricity ran up and down his flesh. Slowly his conscious returned as his druidic powers eased his body's distress. Standing over him was Overlord Viser. "You two have been warned more than once … to the pit with both of them."
Crystal cried out, "the orc started it Master; my husband was only defending himself and the clan."
"Silence woman," the demon snapped. "Your cock will be returned to you … eventually."
"Be calm, Faya, please …" Falcon whispered. "For Rain's sake he can't lose us both … it's not the Wall … I'll be back I promise." As he was dragged to his feet he shouted aloud, "Sid the Clan is in your hands, please take care of them, that's an order … Sid is now Clan leader until I return."
Falcon was roughly hauled away, feeling to his legs hadn't returned yet. His captors stopped at the ledge of a dark pit and the iron grate that had been placed over it was drawn back. "No flying away for you little birdie," a demon hissed.
Overlord Visor appeared. "Both of you come out alive … if not the survivor will decorate the Wall … enjoy your stay in the hellhole." With that the ground beneath Falcon disappeared and he was tossed into the dark abyss.
The drop was shorter than he thought but still far enough it jarred bones when he landed. Falcon was suddenly glad for the darkness when he came to rest in sludge; it wasn't deep enough to break his fall but enough to get completely soaked in the foul smelling mud. As he pushed himself out of the muck there was a loud thud behind him as Demoncraft was tossed in. Glancing up he saw the grate crash back down and lock into place.
"We'll be back sooner or later," the Overlord shouted down before disappearing from view.
Sighing Falcon entered a healing trance mending the last traces of the electrical shock he received at the same time shutting down his sense of smell before the fumes he was trapped in over came him. After tending to himself the best he could he glanced over at the orc. Demoncraft was lying where he had fallen. Sighing Falcon stood and walked over to him, staying on his feet was hard to do, the muck made the floor slick. Finally reaching the orc he nudged him in the side with the toe of his boot. "You alive … you better be damn it."
A groan answered him. Cursing under his breath Falcon reached down and flipped Demoncraft over to get his face out of the sludge and then he placed a hand on the chest of the orc, channeling his curative magic into him. All living being have the same base for life so it was easy enough to repair the damage done to his nervous system and stop the bleeding he received from the fight earlier. And with one final act of mercy he took away his sense of smell as well.
The eyes of the other fluttered opened and a snarl escaped from the orc's lips. Falcon quickly stepped out reach, sliding as he did. Demoncraft pushed himself up, shaking his head and looking around. "Where the hell are we?"
"The pit," Falcon answered. The floor was slightly sloped the druid moved to high ground and with little choice squatted down using the wall as a support for his back.
"What the hell is this shit?" Demoncraft snarled and he pulled his hand out of the muck.
"I think you just identified it," Falcon said.
The orc cursed and then brought the hand to his face. "What did you do?"
"I took away your ability to smell, your healers can correct it once you're out." Falcon said.
"I've been in worse," Demoncraft said, but his voice lost some of its edge. "This is your fault elf."
"How in the hell is this my fault?" Falcon growled. "Your clan has been at my throat for the past week."
"You took the elf from us."
"It was one fucking elf, there will be more … there always is, denying you one night of pleasure …"
"You took away my freedom," the orc snarled. "There was a pact struck …"
"What kind of pact?" Falcon demanded.
"We were supposed to have our fun with the elf for a week and if he survived I'd be granted my freedom." Demoncraft said.
"And what was to happen to the Sin'dorei after the week was up?" Falcon asked.
The orc shrugged his shoulders. "Don't know … don't care."
The druid tried to remember how long Rain had been in the cavern, it seemed like forever but tomorrow would mark one week. "Fuck … damn it …" Falcon swore. Something was planned for Rain tomorrow and he was stuck in the pit. Then again maybe that had been the plan, to keep him out of the way.
"Akire?" The object of his worry whispered in his heart.
Falcon calmed himself before returning the light touch. "I'm okay Adran, please I need you to watch over Faya for both of us … please … please be good, mind her."
"Akire hurt?" The fear in the other's thought was clear.
"Nah, I'm just enjoying a day off from the mines … please Adran listen to me, you have to be good, for me please … understand?"
There was a long pause. "Yes Akire."
Falcon could only pray the elf followed through on his promise. "Adran, the time before the cavern … was it better than here?"
"No," was the quick reply. There was a slight pause and then, "no Akire … no Faya … hurt." The touch became frustrated as Rain struggled to find the words.
"Shh … it's okay," Falcon whispered. "Finish your chores, Adran, do a good job."
The orc across from him leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. Falcon shivered slightly from the dampness, he glanced over at Demoncraft. "I'm going to transform into a bear for warmth I mean you no harm."
The orc answered with a snort and the druid let the spirit of the grizzly loose. The thick fur helped damper the chill and the filth at the bottom of the pit didn't seep through his tough skin. With a sigh Falcon settled down and rested his head on his paws, keeping a watchful eye on the orc. Thus the hours passed by, neither spoke at one point the orc started to rub his arms to keep warm.
"Might as well settle near me for warmth," Falcon offered.
"I'd freeze to death first," the other snarled. "And know that you would be following me."
Falcon rolled his eyes and settled back down. "You won't die on my watch orc; I have loved ones to return to."
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