Chapter 3! Sorry that it's so short. I didn't write what I had originally planned because it would've been pointless.

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-Thorin's POV-

Eva.

That was all I could think about as I was being carried away by the filthy orcs. The little orphan was completely ignorant about how to survive in the wild. She would not survive long in the wilderness by herself. She would surely die if I didn't free myself and return to her soon. I struggled against the tight ropes encircling my swollen wrists. I must get free. The orc on my left saw my futile attempts to free myself and that earned me a hit to the head. The force of the blow threw me to the ground. The orc then proceeded to kick me in the stomach. I doubled over in pain as I gasped to regain my breath.

"Stop squirming and get up you filthy worm!" my captor growled at me.

"I would love to," I thought angrily, "so I could slit your throat you ugly piece of filth. You will learn why my people have a reputation of fierceness if I get out of these ropes."

No matter how many times they attempted to stop me I kept fighting. I would not give up. It was about midday when I was starting to tire. I had to reserve my strength if I was to escape from the ghastly group. I would never get free if I became exhausted. We stopped for a few minutes for the orcs to fight over who would be the lucky one to kill me when the master was through interrogating me. It was then I noticed a slight movement in the bushes about 10 meters behind us. It was subtle, probably just the animals going back to their normal lives after the invaders passed through. The orcs didn't seem to notice it. They were too busy arguing amongst themselves to pick up anything suspicious.

As my body rested for those few precious minutes, I took the opportunity to assess my situation. The fact that I was in this predicament irritated me. I was taken out way too easily. How could I be an example for my people if I couldn't even hold my own in a battle with a few orcs? I had no doubt that I would get myself free and when I did I would search near and far to find a great warrior to instruct me to fight. I would never again be taken so easily. I vowed to become a prince that would someday become a king that my people could turn to for protection and guidance.

My mind again turned to escaping and freeing myself. My bonds were too tight and my wrists too swollen for me to simply slip out of them. I'd have to find something to cut the ropes while the orcs were preoccupied. I could also try crawling away but crawling wouldn't do any good, the orcs would easily be able to catch me and then who knows what they would do to me for attempting to escape again. The only choice as was left with was to try to sneak off when the orcs rested. I wasn't even sure if they did rest.

My thoughts returned to Eva. Where was she? What was she doing? How could she possibly survive ? She was but a mere child. I grew sad at the thought that she was out there somewhere alone and frightened if she was even alive. I hoped that she learned a few survival skills from me in the short amount of time we shared. Maybe she could meet up with someone who would take care of her. I consoled myself with that thought and went back to thinking of an escape plan.

I decided to reserve my strength till nightfall. My captor looked over and seemed to pick up the fact that I stopped fighting. He said something in black speech and laughed. The others quit there fighting and joined in the laughter even though they had no idea about what the first orc found so funny.

My hope faded when night came and they stopped to feast. One of the orcs went into the woods and bought back a deer slung over his shoulders. They all sat down and ripped away pieces of the deer with their greedy hands. The orc that was assigned to guard me was the only orc who could not participate in the blood feast. He hovered over me and was grumbling in black speech. I guessed he was probably complaining about how he didn't get to join in the meal.

"What's the matter you filth? Aren't you starving yet?" I said trying to tempt him to leave me and eat.

He knelt down in front of me pulled out his knife, placed it against my throat and growled, "If I were you, I wouldn't be so arrogant. I'm going to cut you like a pig."

I closed my eyes accepting what I believed was my end . I waited but nothing happened. He unexpectedly turned away from me. I opened my eyes just in time to see Eva standing over the body with a knife in her hand and dried orc blood splattered all over her. She stared at the body with her eyes wide in terror and shock, as if she couldn't believe that she had brutally stabbed the orc in the neck.

I looked over at the other orcs to see them still feasting on their meal. They were totally oblivious to what had just happened. "Cut." I whispered very low holding out my bound limbs to her. She snapped out of her trance and began sawing at the ropes that bound my wrists. It wasn't long before I was free.

I grabbed the knife from her and motioned for her to follow me. As much as I wanted to kill every last orc as they stuffed their ugly faces, I knew I could only kill one or two and then get both myself and Eva caught or even killed. We slipped away quietly into the night. We had to get as much distance between the orcs and us before they finished their meal and noticed that I was gone.

Hope you guys liked it. Feel free to write reviews.

Borys68-Thanks for taking the time to answer my questions. I will keep in mind what you said about names when I create new characters.

I won't be updating for about a week. I feel my writing is getting sloppy and I need to think about where I want to take this story.

~JFDragonFire