Wasnt planing on updating but since a few of you liked it I made up my mind to post. Hope ya'll like it. Lots of torchered Killi. It's not the best and I'm not that happy with it.
So thank you to the ones who reviewed! Sorry for any mistakes. Dont have a beta
Killi coughed as he was able to breathe again after the orcs took turns hitting him in the stomach repeatedly. He could feel his ribs shift and move around as he wiggled trying to get his feet better under him.
The bigger orc came over with a long skinny silver needle smiling evilly. He stopped close to Killi's hand and grabbed hold of it and placed the needle just under his fingernail pushing it in slowly.
Killi tried to ball his fist up but the orc had a strong hold on him. As the needle went in further he let out a pained scream. It was a pain he had never felt before, it was white hot and shocking. The orc drove the needle in further spinning it with the tips of his fingers. Killi couldn't hold back the screams that left his lips. But soon the needle was ripped out and the orc started on his middle finger driving the needle under that nail as well. The orc finely let Killi bend his fingers and once he did the orc pushed the needle more causing it to come out of Killi's knuckle.
The orc could only laugh as Killi continued to scream. He pulled the needle out going back to his table to find something else to play with. He came back with something strange Killi had never seen before. The orc grabbed the sides of his cheeks making him open his mouth. He shoved the dirty object in his mouth and it grabbed one of the teeth in the back of his mouth. Killi's eyes went wide as he started to struggle. The orc pulled his arm back taking one of Killi's teeth with it. Killi closed his mouth eyes watering, his mouth quickly filled with blood. He spit, spraying blood on the orc.
The orc grabbed his lower lip and pulled and twisted it hard. He then picked up a long thin metal with long prongs on the ends. He motioned to another orc to hold the Dwarfs arm up, as he cut the shirt away from his wrist to just above the elbow. He pushed the metal into his elbow, and Killi felt the burn and the pain that drove through his arm and into his neck and head. Then he pulled it out, and repeated it.
Once they were done with that the smaller orc looked up at his leader. "Is it my turn Zoduz?"
The talker one nodded as he walked back over to his table.
The smaller orc bowed at him as he stepped in front of Killi. This one seemed to like to play with knifes as he took his black knife out again. He opened Killi's jacket in the front revealing his undershirt. He pulled that up and ran his blade over his chest. "This is going to be fun." He started to carve into his chest making a moon shaped mark. Killi flinched as the orcs blade started to trace his collarbone. He could feel blood leaking down his stomach. He couldn't hold back a scream anymore when the orc pushed the blade in his shoulder. Once he got his breath back he looked up at the orc as he looked down at him. As soon as the orc leaned in he spit in his face saliva mixed with blood. "Ahu! Buub!" The orc yelled back handing him across the face hard.
Killi couldn't do anything else than spit on the orc. I couldn't fight back and he could kick them since his feet were tied down. Right now he wished his uncle and brother would hurry and find him.
The orc looked beyond mad as he grabbed a whip and raised it in the air. "Snaga." The whip came cracking down on Killi's chest across his already carved chest. It cracked on his skin two more times when he cried out tears falling down his face. The orc smiled throwing the whip on the ground. Killi looked up at the orc as he stopped in front of him. He was looking him up and down. "What?" Killi's voice was wasp and course as he spoke.
"You look strange. You have no beard just pathetic stubs on your face, and you look more like a human but tiny." He laughed deciding to play with the dwarfs mind. "And you're too pretty." He began cutting and ripping off Killi's clothes. When he finished he had a pile of clothes on the ground. 'Now where did I begin? Oh yes' he thought as he grabbed Killi's belt, Killi was so afraid he forgot the pain, as he feared what they intended to do to him now. Uncle please save me, now. He thought. He got frantic and he managed to pull loose one arm from the ropes. He tried to get the other one loose. But he received a fist to the side of his head. He looked up into the evil face. That ugly orc grabbed Killi's chin making him look at him. The dwarf now had blood running down his chin.
He grabbed ahold of Killi's arm retying it to the pole. "Don't try that again gazat!" He back handed him again. "Maybe we should start to work on that face of yours." He spoke with a slur when he spoke to where Killi could understand him but in his own language it sounded less slurred. He reached his finger in Killi's mouth digging his dirty nails into Killi's tongue, cutting it, then his inner lips. Grabbing a bottle of something he poured into his mouth. It bubbled and Killi tried to scream again but he made gurgling sounds as he tried to spit out the fire that burned. His tongue and mouth started to swell. The orcs laughed as one reached down and grabbed his hand and bit him on the finger. The other orc smacked him. "Not yet. You can eat him later."
The smaller one nodded and reached behind him and pulled back a knife that was different from the last one he had it was shiny and silver not black. He grabbed ahold of Killi's hair again and pulled his head back. "I got this from the last elf that I found. Time to put it to good use." He made a small cut just below Killi's left eye, blood leaked down his face. He then started to cut away at his hairline. "Maybe I should scalp you?" He started to dig the tip of the knife under Killi's skin sawing at it. Killi started to moan but then the orc stopped. "I changed my mind." Smiling he put the blade behind Killi's ear. "Let's see how you look without this."
Killi's eyes went wide once more as he tried to move his head back and away from the knife. "No…no no." He felt the pressure on the back of his ear. He couldn't see anything for the blood that was pouring in his eye from his head wound.
"We have to go after him! Why didn't you chase after him?!" Filli asked giving his uncle a hard shove in the chest.
"I didn't see him take Killi!" Thorin punched Filli in the cheek. "And how dare you shove me! You little brat!"
"You let them take him!" Filli got back in Thorin's face tears in his eyes face cherry red.
"Me? I wasn't here you were, it is your fault!" Thorin was outraged that his oldest nephew dared to speak to him in such a way. He grabbed Filli by the arm giving it a squeeze.
"The longer you two fight the longer it will be that Killi will be on his own!" Balin said walking over to them. "It is no one's fault. Now let's get a move on."
Filli shook his arm free of Thorin's grip look at his uncle in an apologetic look.
"Let's get a move on." Thorin said looking to his men. "Let's hurry before something bad happens."
The dwarfs ran in the direction that the orc had taken off in. They stopped in front of a large stone cave not seeing an opening Thorin looked back at them. "Let's split up. Find where the opening is."
Thorin, Filli, Gandalf, Dwalin, and Balin went one way the rest another. They walked around the cave for five minutes Thorin and Filli getting frustrated not finding anything. "Let's go the other way."
Filli turned around hearing something behind him. He thought it was a yell, and it sounded a lot like his brother. "Killi?" He walked over toward the wall and suddenly the ground gave way under him as he let out a yelp.
Thorin heard his nephew and turned around. "Filli!" But he was nowhere to be seen, only Gandalf stood there looking at the ground. He ran to where he last saw him and there was a large flat square medal plate on the ground. It must have been covered up and Filli didn't see it. Thorin walked around on in trying to get it to open again. "Do you see a latch or anything?" He looked to Dwalin and Balin.
Dwalin took a step forward and the ground opened under Thorin will a yell of shock he disappeared.
"Looks like you found it." Balin said walking over to stand on the medal. "I'm ready."
Dwalin looked at him shaking his head. "Let me go. Someone needs to get the others. And it's not going to be me." Dwalin gave his brother a light push. "Out of the way." He urged brushing his brother's arm.
Gandalf took his spot next to him. "I'll go too."
Balin shook his head. "I'll see you two in a little while. Go find the lad." He smiled stepping on the latch watching his brother and the wizard disappear.
lots of bad stuff happening