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Loud music never truly bothered me. If anything, I was drawn to it. Because it was different. LA was a place filled with war and poverty to those who cannot make their way to the top. But it's not even that simple anymore. For it's not the races of people who had a system, it was a species. Elves were in the top and then it was everyone else left to build their way up. But elves were never innocent. I learned that the hard way, hell I was owned by an elf for seven years of my life.

It was… not living. I had to walk around his large mansion, naked serving drinks, food, anything else that amused his guests, while he ran underground fights and drugs. He owned it all and no one would suspect a thing because he was also the head of the magical task force. But on the seventh year, he let me go. Now to me, that meant he was going to have me killed, but instead, he truly let me go.

"You saw a snitch that could have possibly ended my empire in the blink of an eye. You asked for your freedom and now I have given it to you and even ten grand."

I remember blue hair and electric eyes that showed he was the king on top of the world. But even though I was free, his mark remained on me forever…

It's cool tonight, so I walk the city in black leggings, boots, and a black v-neck shirt and navy green coat. It's always difficult integrating back to normal life, whatever normal is. I was used to a silent and quiet life. So you can only imagine how it felt to be in an all orc club listening to orc men scream their pain away about the system and oppression. I paused though at the large crowd on the dance floor. I had never seen so many orcs in one place. I glanced around at the walls to see couches and chairs and tables and then on the other side was a bar.

When I noticed a group of orc men looking at me, I decided to move along. I let everyone push me around yet guiding myself to the other side of the dance floor. I liked the screaming. I liked not hearing anything. As I made it to the other side, I noticed a group of Orcs sitting down at some tables with orc women. Their clothes said Fogteeth.

"Take a picture it'll last longer!" I hear one of them say. I look at him and turn and continue down the hall of the building. I was only fulfilling my curiosities for the city. I needed places I could hide or blend into in case anyone or thing were to try and come for me. My paranoia wasn't dramatic.

My… employer had a task force of elves who were the best at killing, they loved killing. They could find anything or anyone. I have seen them work. I was moving down a hall, ignoring the closed doors with numerous giggling and laughing and grunting and moaning. Before I even knew it, I hit a brick wall somehow. I then look up to see it isn't a brick wall, but a very large orc. His jaw is massive and his fangs matched.

"Woah, honey, you lost?" he asked in a thick tone. He's in a leather jacket with an orange patch that says Fogteeth. We stare at each other for a moment and I am visibly stunned. I had never seen an orc this large, this massive. I can't help but be curious as I look him over some. My hand gently raises toward him and I am tempted to touch his face. I gently touch his skin. I always thought they had dried and calloused flesh. But it wasn't. It was smooth and firm. This orc who I was touching seemed still, watching me with deep gold eyes. Orcs were the lowest, I heard the elves mock.

"You could kill one, two a whole family and no one would do anything." I remember one of his associates say. As my finger slides over his cleft chin, I am surprised how tame he is. He stares at me as if dazed and I stare back, just awe struck by him. I only saw orcs from a distance in captivity. Tonight, is the first night, I jump into a heard of orcs at their own club. Something about this orc is off to me. He has strength in his eyes, fire that the other orcs did not. A burst of loud music blares and I withdraw my fingers from him.

"Sorry." I say silently, but slowly enough for him to understand me. I turn and begin to leave down the hall with great speed.

"Wait! Hey wait!" I hear him yell, but I couldn't stop. My first real encounter with an orc, and I am frightened by him. Even as I am surrounded by orcs who don't see me, he does. I can see it in his eyes. He saw the pain inside me, the everything. I pushed my way through the crowd until I was back on the other side and I just ran out the door. My heart is pounding. Weird night…

My eyes snap open and I wake up beneath clean white sheets and slowly I peel them away. I look around for a moment to see I am in my apartment. I just stare into space thinking about last night. How weird I must have been. I am not good with people like I used to. But how good was I back then? I made my way across the room and into my bathroom. With the money I was given, I managed to get a decent house in an okay neighborhood. Humans mostly, my kind I guess. I cut on the light and caught myself in the mirror. I had put on some weight since my release. My hair used to be short and now my curls stop at my navel and I am lucky I have no scars. I should have scars, but I was smart. Well I liked to think I was. I turned and faced the wall afraid to look behind at my reflection.

I glanced over my shoulder to see the blade marks that carved his words from the top of my spine downward in elvish.

Elves above all. Above all elves.

I closed my eyes at the thoughts. I rarely served his associates. When I did they were pleased, but his elite team favored me the most…

I got in the shower and felt immediately relaxed by the water. I inhale slowly and sigh gently. I felt more awake now. Once I was clean, I got out and dried off, looking at myself once more. I knew what I was going to do with this new gift of life. I was going to do what I could to survive with the money I had left. Maybe get a job, try and find some happiness. But people alone made me tense. I only ever felt a small sense of comfort when I was with the other slaves. I knew I would never see them again and that is the only sadness of my life. And this is my life, the life of Evangeline Rose.

Author's Notes

So here's my Dorghu's Fanfic. I wanted to start the fic off weird but get right into it as well. This is my take on Bright when I first saw the trailer. Kandomere came off as some type of crime boss and Ward and Jackoby were gonna have to take him down. So yes, Kandy is bad in this one and maybe dorghu too. Anyways enjoy there will be updates coming! Also i couldn't decide if Eva should remain a human or maybe be a mythical creature, but the thought of forbidden orc and human could be spicy if i type it just right.