(Just to clear things up, I'm going back a bit to how Rith got captured and so this starts out in when Rith was alone)

Rith's Side of the Story…

Rith grumbled and kicked a twig as she walked in the woods, toward their campo they left behind, knowing they would come back. She hated Chris with his late news about everything and Aiken with his embarrassing stories about her screw ups and other stupid crap like that. Rith thought for a moment. What if she left? Just got up and left, she didn't need the money, she could get her own. But Bishop… she could leave him… not matter how hard she tried. She hated herself for this. Love is for children, she would tell herself, not always on the run thieves and rangers who didn't care. She hated the gods for placing these feelings inside them and hated herself for giving into them… But that night… his lips and touch…

Rith shook her head and grumbled more to herself. Everything Bishop said and did made her irritated and angry but yet made him even more poisoning and irresistible. She wondered how he felt on the matter and then stopped in her tracks and sighed dreamily. She was thinking too much… she needed to stop thinking about Bishop. Reluctantly she stopped thinking altogether and returned to walking.

On her third step she tripped over a trip line and fell into a net which then scooped her up in the air. She cursed herself for her foolishness. This was why she didn't think about Bishop, because the very thought of him made her loose her edge, her awareness, she hated it. Just before she had a chance to slice open the net, a bunch of sun elves were pointing spears at her. She froze, hoping to reach the dagger in her hair.

Before she could grab her knife from her hair a fierce looking sun elf with a shortsword cut it open and quickly snatched her by her throat.

"Another spy." He said to the others behind him.

"But, she doesn't have the face markings like the others; do you think she's just a traveler?"

"Maybe, but I won't take the chance."

"What the hells?" She swore, trying to shake him off.

The elf slammed her against a tree. "Shut your bloody mouth, you dark skinned bitch!" He moved closer, his hot breath sticking to her cheeks. "I'm going to enjoy you." He wickedly smiled at her.

Before he could get far, Rith cut his chest and held another blade to his face, above the eyebrow. "Move. I dare you." Rith squinted her eyes, pushing the blades deeper, causing blood to run down her face.

Another sun elf moved like lightning, punching the blades out of her hands.

The sun elf holding her throat unexpectedly let go and she landed on her butt, grunting at the pain that surged up her spine. She was then tackled by the elf she assaulted and was held down as they bound her hands. She struggled, trying to make the knots as loose as possible but they caught her trick and punched her arm hard, causing her to lose her strain of pulling her arms apart. They then took this advantage to tighten the rope as best they could.

The leader of the group of elven scouts grabbed her hips roughly and threw her on his shoulder. He held her upper thigh unnecessarily, feeling it as best he could. Obliviously he wasn't gentle on the ladies.

She was carried for she didn't know for how long but before she knew it, they arrived at a small gate that he unlocked with a key and kicked open with his foot. As he walked through, several sun elves greeted him.

"Hey El'rikor!" a sun elf voice called to him. "You seem successful in the hunt!"

"Aye," The elf carrying her spoke. "Another female!" He cheered.

"Great!" Another voice spoke.

Rith heard a bunch of people stand up at different times.

It seemed to Rith that spanking their captures was normal because before she knew about it, 60 different men spanked her ass and howled like wolves.

She winced in pain every time someone spanked her hard, but thanks to Lolth, it soon ended, and they continued on.

Rith was then sat down at a bench roughly.

"Watch her, while I tell my father…" The sun elf, El'rikor, walked away and Rith was then surrounded by five different men.

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"Stop." Rith commanded as one man pushed her against another. Another man pushed her back towards the one who started it and again started another pushing rally with Rith in the middle. One grabbed her sore backside and gave a squeeze, winking at Rith. She glared at him and broke the ropes binding her hands and punched the elf in the face. The elf's lip began to bleed and whipped it away, he then wrapped his arm around Rith and pulled her closer, kissing her rudely on the lips and then moving down her neck and on to her breasts. She forced away as best she could but failed and went to punch him in the face again but El'rikor called them off.

"Enough!" He demanded.

Rith flipped away hair from her eyes as the menacing looking elf walked up to them.

"She's mine." He then punched the man who was rude to her in the face, making his nose bleed now. The rude elf nodded quickly and looked away from his eyes, obviously fearing El'rikor.

"Oh, so you own me now?" Rith rolled her eyes, secretly thankful by being saved from another gross kiss but disgusted on how El'rikor and his men treated woman.

El'rikor grabbed her by the shirt and pulled her close. "That's right." He dropped her on her feet and quickly turned her around quickly and re-tying her wrists together. He then picked her up and roughly threw her on his shoulder.

Rith was tired. Tired of being raped and groped, waiting for someone to rescue, so she fought back. She struggled for some while until finally El'rikor got tired of it and threw her down on her feet. Rith took this opportunity to run away, only to have been grasped by the hair and been yanked back on her knees. A cold knife was held to her throat and she kept still, deciding that it would be best to stay still and catch her breath. As she looked around she realized that her companions were staring at her with pitiful eyes… well… except Bishop. He just crossed his arms and glared at Chris.

"I will ask one more time…" The sun elf king asked in a dangerous tone. "Is this your drow?"

Rith looked at Chris, expecting a yes but instead, Chris took a breath and looked her in the eye. "No."

"Very well," He made a motion and El'rikor yanked Rith by her hair to get up and took her away. She gave Chris a cold look and disappeared behind a building.

Rith cursed Chris every step she took, she thought of different ways to kill him and before she knew it she was being shoved into an underground entrance that went under a huge arena. They threw her on a platform and attached chains to her wrists, before cutting her binds. Rith could see in the distance of dark forms beings of different drows. Someone then came along and began strapping her weapons onto her body, returning them to her, and that's when she knew, that fighting was soon to come.

She felt the platform below her feet rise and a blinding light began above her head. She looked up as a view began to sink and she began to rise. She squinted her eyes at the sun that was beginning to set. Rith looked at the group looking down at her coldly before she began to think of escaping. She looked up at the king who began to speak.

"The last two to survive win!" As the king clapped, the chains upon her wrists released.