By Catten Carter
So… this story began 10 years ago, and I was already dating Whisper. She had just turned 16, and I had already rounded up 10 health goats as a marriage gift to the former tribe shaman. The tribe was very busy with wedding preparations, and we were both very excited.
A few days before the wedding we traveled south to gather food for the big day. We started out in the morning and when we arrived the weather was simply amazing. Whisper started collecting coconuts for the wedding desserts and I found some beach wood and made me a fishing spear.
I went into the water and lifted my spear. The sun was warm, and the fish swam around my legs, but I waited patiently for the biggest ones to come to me. Around noon I had already caught enough big fish to fill the sack I brought, and whisper was relaxing in the sun next to a big sack of coconuts.
I stepped out of the water and lifted proud the sack of fish to Whisper, and she smiled approvingly to me and pointed at her sack of coconuts. Both happy with our hunt, we started collecting wood to make some lunch when suddenly the sun disappeared, and the sky darkened.
Then wind picked up speed and it started pouring down, not straight down but sideways, making it hard to see. It only took a few seconds before we were completely soaked so we picked up the fish and coconuts and searched for some shelter.
We had been fishing not far from an ancient pyramid; I gestured to Whisper to follow me, and we ran to the pyramid and up the long stairs. At the top we found an entrance into the pyramid, and we almost threw ourselves inside it to get cover from the wild wind and rain.
Inside the pyramid the air was stale and there was a foul scent I didn’t recognize. It was dark and the floor was covered with sand, but I managed to find a torch and we proceeded down into the pyramid to search for wood for a fire.
We found a broken table and used the old wood to build a fire. Whisper built a small rack; we took off our clothes and hung it to dry before cuddling up in the sand on the floor. We had gotten so deep in the pyramid that we couldn’t hear the weather outside, so we decided to spend the night and wait out the storm.
We sat looking at each other, naked, as only people about to get married can look at each other, when suddenly we heard a growl. It echoed through the pyramid’s many chambers and long halls and slowly it got louder and louder. Then we heard footsteps… loud heavy footsteps getting closer and closer and out from the dark came a horrible beast.
It was an orc… Green, wide, and heavy with huge feet and even bigger hands, and with a foul stench. The same I noticed when we first entered the pyramid, but here near the orc it was a lot more potent.
It opened its mouth and growled, revealing a pair of long fangs and then it staired intensely at us with pair of big beaky eyes. It took a particular interest in Whisper, looked up and down her naked body and took a step forward towards her, stretching forward it’s huge hands.
I jumped up in front of Whisper, but my knife and bow were out of reach, so the best I could do was to try and hit it with my bare fists. I jumped towards it with my arm raised but as I got near, a green beam of light came at me from the orc’s necklace, and it threw me hard against the wall behind Whisper.
The Orc grabbed Whisper, put its big hands on her and lifted her up in the air. She struggled and kicked, but that just seemed to amuse the orc… “You are coming with me! A beautiful young girl like you will entertain me for long!”, it said with a voice that sent chills down my spine.
My body was aching, and I was dizzy from hitting the wall, but hearing the orc’s words filled me with fury. I got up and jumped into the fight again. The orc saw me attack and just as before, its green beam of light shot at me, but this time it pushed not just me, but also Whisper at the wall behind us.
The orc shouted angry; it clearly didn’t expect Whisper to be pushed away. It charged towards us, but we must have trigged a button as we hit the wall, because a hidden door opened behind us, and we fell into a secret room. I closed the door quick behind us and we sat in complete silence listening to the orc outside.
It stomped around searching, but it couldn’t find the hidden door and eventually it shouted angry… “I know you can hear me! I will lock the pyramid, and when you start feeling hungry, I’m sure you will come forward…”, when there was no reply, it tried a different approach… “If you give me the girl, I will let you go and tell you how to get the treasure at the bottom of the pyramid”, after a while with no reply it shouted, “…then starve!” and walked away.
Some time passed and when we didn’t hear any movement, we opened the door and stepped outside. The orc had taken our weapons, our clothes, and the fish, but it apparently had no taste for coconuts because it left the big sack behind. Whisper said low with a slight smile, “At least we won’t starve for a while…”.
I gestured to Whisper to follow me, and we started walking around to find another exit, careful not to make any loud sounds. We moved up through the pyramid’s long halls when suddenly the floor gave in under me, and I fell into a deep hole. I moaned hitting the floor and Whisper looked worried down at me, putting a finger to her lips.
We both listened but the pyramid was quiet, so I started looking for a way up from the hole. To my surprise, In the far end of the hole I found a monkey seated, staring empty into the air with an old guitar… I shook my head, worried I might have hit the floor harder than I first though, but the monkey was real. It didn’t make a sound, just handed me the guitar, and then closed its eyes.
I was a bit baffled by the encounter and reached the guitar up to Whisper. She held onto it, and I managed to get up from the hole. She looked at the guitar and then I could tell she got an idea. She whispered it to me, and I shook my head saying low, “No! that is too dangerous”, but once Whisper gets an idea …
I sneaked down in the pyramid and grabbed the sack of coconuts. I returned to Whisper with them, and she made a thick oily paste from the meat and milk. I helped her rub the oil, all over her body until she was glistening. Had it not been for the dangers of her plan, it would have been quite enjoyable.
Whisper went in front of the hole in the ground, and I hid behind an old dead plant and started playing the guitar the best I knew. The music from the monkey’s guitar echoed through the pyramid, and it wasn’t long until we heard fast heavy footsteps approaching.
The orc stormed into the room looking around, but when it saw Whisper, it froze in place. She was dancing to the melody and her body was glistening in the torch light. I could tell she was nervous, but when she saw the orc, she moved her hands slowly and sensually from her stomach, up over her breasts and through her hair.
When the orc saw this, it started smiling, showing its two big fangs. It went straight towards Whisper and placed its big hands around her oily body, but she was so slippery that she slid right out the orc’s hands and crawled away between its leg. I jumped at the orc, who was still trying to figure out what had happened and with all my weight I pushed it into the hole with the monkey.
The orc hit the bottom with a loud thump and started screaming in paint. Its legs were broken, and Whisper shouted triumphant down to it, “I tell you what… Orc… I will heal your legs if you let us out of here and promise to never grap another girl in your life! What say you?”
The orc looked around, briefly considering its options before shouting up, “Ok girl… It is a promise. I will never again try to catch a girl and I will let you both out”. Whisper shouted down, “And do you promise to be a polite orc… and give us access to the treasure you spoke of?”. The orc looked up, clearly annoyed, but also in a lot of pain and nodded, “Yes girl… I will do as you wish”.
I made a simple pulley and with some difficulty we managed to get the orc out of the hole. Whisper kneeled down and started healing its legs while I stood prepared to push into the hole again, but the orc had learned its lesson. Oil was dripping from Whisper’s breasts onto the sandy floor, but the orc never once looked away from the ceiling. I just laid there with its arms crossed and a pouted expression on its face.
Whisper tied long pieces of wood around the orc’s legs, and we helped it deep into the pyramid. We set the orc down near a golden statue of a monkey and it exhaled and told us reluctantly of the golden monkey’s treasure. We managed to get the treasure and with the orc’s guidance we found our way out of the pyramid, out into the sun and fresh air.
Now I’ve heard some say that this story never happened, and that I will use any excuse to make up stories about Whisper’s naked oil dripping body, but I ask you this. We have all since then visited the pyramid of which I speak and has the orc… the hideous green beast… ever tried to chase and grap you? No… it’s stands still and politely asks you for a parole, just as Whisper told it to, that day 10 years ago…