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Abducted Hope	By : Quicksilver.Maiden Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 27552 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Saerah inhaled the air in the corridor. It was fairly short; the back wall was five feet to her right, the door out was ten to her left. There were no other doors.

She grabbed her clothes, the shirt turned backwards so the large rend wouldn't reveal too much, and saw that Uktengga had donned his breeches.

"What about him?" he asked, dangling the priest's head by his thin scrap of hair.

Though he had no jaw, and his tongue hung like a grotesque tie, the priest responded in his normal voice, "There's no way to kill me, I'm already dead."

In a tone of feral animosity, Saerah surprised Uktengga with her answer, "Bullshit, fucker. Fire will reduce you to lifeless ashes, just like anyone else."
When his surprise had passed, Uktengga smiled nastily at the jawless head and dhrew the body over his other shoulder. "Let's go," he said. "Another minute in here and I might just butt my head into the wall."

The door leading out appeared to be solid steel, with no window, but wasn't locked, and the metal turned out only to be about half a centimeter thick, with wood on the other side. When they had passed through it, the found themselves in another corridor. This one also had a single door at the far end, but also two others to the right on the same wall as the one they had come through. Saerah looked at the doors, and began to tremble.

"We have to check. You know we have to check," Uktengga's voice sounded loud and echoing beside her. She nodded, pushing the door open.

She heard a gasp from in the corridor, and wanted to relieve the fear she knew would accompany the sound of the door.

"Hello?" she called. There was some rusteling, and a large, green face appeared at the window on a door exactly the same as the one in the other corridor.

Uktengga held up the snarling face of the priest, and the orc's face twisted into an evil grin.

"You should see this, woman."

A human woman's head replaced the orc's, and Saerah noticed the filthy, matted blonde hair on her head and wondered what her own must look like.

"Well, don't just stand there, girl. Unlock this godawful cell and let's get out of here."

Saerah blinked, coming out of her musings, and unlocked the door.

The pair stepped from the cell, both entirely nude. Saerah noticed at once that the human woman was pregnant, and the male orc seemed protective of, though not affectionate for, her.

The priest's continued insults fell on deaf ears as the four imprompteau companions moved on to the last of the interior doors.

his door led not to a hallway, but to a living space. The mage's voice escalated, shouting insults at them for invading his personal quarters. Uktengga placed the head by the fireplace and began to assemble kindeling.

His tongue the only muscle left to him, the priest began to wave it pointlessly about, attempting some form of escape, but Uktengga stuffed the body into the fireplace along with the bottom jaw and set the lot on fire.

"What's your name, girl?" asked the woman, standing with her hands on her hips despite her nudity.

"Saerah, you?"

"I'm Emmalina, and this is Gornk."

"Ukte," said Uktengga, raising one arm breifly as he stoked the fire to life.

"Here, woman. You're letting the brat get cold," said Gornk.

"Gee, thanks, Gornk. I'm so glad you care," but she wore a sad sort of a smile as she accepted the curtain that had hung over a huge picture of Lordaeron's glory days. "Toga style, nice," was her only other comment.

Gornk took the other hanging from the large picture, and Saerah saw a smaller one in the corner and fashioned a short cape for Uktengga, and one for herself.

There was a small amount of cheese and half a loaf of bread on a shelf, and the four quickly divided and devoured it. Saerah noticed Gornk discreetly place part of his share in Emmalina's lap, who smiled sadly again and tried to catch his eye. He was resolutely ignoring her efforts, chewing and inspecting the tie on his toga.

When the fire had burned low, the small group headed out, leaving the head of the priest to slow-roast on the red coals of his own ashes.

The moon was rising over a frigid sea as the door swung wide. The clouds floated lazily above and before them, and they realized their dilemma. They stood on a sloping piece of ground a few feet above a calm sea, with sheer mountains at their back and no beach to either side. They would have no choice but to swim, and no one knew whether right or left would be wiser.
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