Before I start on this chapter, I want to tell you guys something. When I first started this fic, I thought it would be fun to make fun of a character that everyone doesn't like.

I also want to apologize about the crappy quality of the chapters I wrote, I didn't put enough heart into them. I shoud've made them better than that. I promise you, this chapter will make up for those other chapters that lack humiliation and gore.

I do not own The Legend of Zelda nor do I own Warhammer 40k. They are owned by Nintendo and Games Workshop.

Ilia was sitting over a cilff, pining for her beloved Link. "Oh, my darling." Ilia sighed. "When will you come back? I want to have my babies! And we'll be a happy family!"

Suddenly, she spotted a little green man, carrying a large wrench. "WAAAAAAAGGHH!" It roared.

"What is that?" Ilia blinked. She ran downwards the slope and hid near the bushes to examine the creature more closely.

"C'mon, boyz! We ain't got all night!" We got'a show 'dose 'oomies who's da boss around 'dese parts!" It squawked, apparently in the third person, since there weren't any greenskins to be seen.

Ilia gasped. He was after her Linky. Who knew what horrid things he would to do him.

"NO!" Ilia screamed, brandishing a stick. "I WON'T LET YOU HURT LINKY!"

"Wut's 'dis? A oomie gurl! An' she got'a stick! WARRRRHAAARR!" The greenskin laughed. "She wan's to figh't! Let's give 'er one!"

The greenskin swung his wrench and smashed her in the head. "Take 'dat!"

Ilia cried out in pain as blood covered her eyes, dimming her vision. "You fucking little SHIT!" She roared and stabbed the stick into its gut.

The greenskin chortled and grabbed the stick and snapped it in two. "Dat didn't even hurt!" He grabbed Ilia and turned her around. "Let me intro'duce ya to my shoota'."

Ilia thrashed violently as the greenskin pulled out his large gun and proceeded to aim his gun barrel at her derriere.

"Let's see wut happins if I put 'dis in your arse!" The greenskin cackled as he inserted the barrel into Ilia's private, foul entrance to her bowels. Ilia screamed as the cold, hard barrel of the gun burrowed itself into her dark recesses.

"DAKKA TIME!" The green man roared as he pressed the trigger of the gun, releasing the bullets that were inside. Ilia screamed as the bullets entered her back door, tearing through her rectum and going out through her abdomen, ripping apart her intestines.

Blood exited her mouth as Ilia's eyes widened in horror, knowing the fact that she was already dead. The greenskin laughed and laughed as he kept firing until the gun was empty.

"Dam! I got'a reload me gun! At leas't that oomie gurl ain't gon'a bother me and 'da boyz. WAAAAAGH!" The greenskin ran off to his now-visible gang, leaving Ilia's bloody and bullet-ridden corpse behind.

The Orks had taken another human life, but in this case, it was necessary