Chapter 3
Hybrid POV
"Get up you little shit." Borgun spat as he kicked my side and laughed when I yelped in pain.
"Are you sure he's a boy. It looks like a girl. And what's with his eyes." One of the others whom I had no idea who, said as he bent down and grabbed a fist full of my hair.
"It's hair is so long." He said as he grabbed my hair and pulled it back, causing my head to snap back.
"Do you want to be a girl huh?" He asked as he pulled my hands behind my back causing me to bite back a scream in pain.
"I bet he does. With that long hair of his." Borgun said as he untied the sash on his waist and let it fall to the ground.
I widened my eyes when I saw his exposed state and the reality of what he was going to do dawned upon me. I panicked and tried to break free of the strong grip on me.
Despite being huge for my age, given my orc genes, I was still naturally smaller than those around me who all towered over me.
"No! No please. Don't " I screamed and kicked, trying to break free from that strong grip.
"Look how he's begging." Borgun said as he smirked and walked toward me, his manhood touching my thighs as he licked his bottom lip and looked at me.
"Please, you're my brother. Don't do this." I screamed and kicked again, this time angering him as he glared at me and grabbed a hold of my jaw.
"Get one thing through that thick skull of yours. I am not your brother! My father may have taken your sorry ass in but you will never be my brother.!" He spat in my face and pushed me back against the one that was holding me.
"Let go off him" said a voice making us all turn to see Kronar , my other brother who was a few months older than me, coming from the forest.
"And since when do you care about him?" Borgun asked as a smirk spread across his face.
"Oh I didn't say I cared. I just wanted the honours" Kronar replied as his fist connected with my face.
"Beat him up and leave him here. I've gone soft with his damn ranting" Borgun said as he turned around and grabbed his sash as he stomped off pulling Kronar with him who looked at me for a second before he too walked off.
I turned my head and looked at the sinister smile spread across their faces as they advanced toward me, the one im front, breaking his knuckles as he sniffed the air.
"Smell that Hybrid? It's called fear." He said as he grabbed my by the throat and threw me against the wall.
A few hours later, after he had long left, I finally felt my fingers move which meant that I was healing. I sat up slowly and winced at the pain on my side. I looked down and grimaced at the ugly bruise that marred my slightly tanned skin. Another aspect that made me stand out, aside from my ridiculously long black hair that fell down my back and reached my hips, but for some reason, I liked it. Along with the colour of my eyes that matches the forest around us, my skin too was a few shades lighter than everyone around me. The only thing that we had in common was my tusks, strength and size, but even that was no match against them.
Fifteen years ago, I had been left here by something called a healer. At least that was the story that floated around as I grew up. I had no idea who my mother was and it was forbidden to even mention her here. The only thing I knew about her was that she had green eyes and black hair, and for some reason, it made me smile to know that I had something of hers.
I wiped away the blood from my nose and stood up. I turned to my side and winced when I heard a crack.
Must be a few broken ribs..
I stood up straight and ignored the pain as I walked back to the trail, following it all the way till the village wincing with each step that I took as I wondered by I hadn't been able to die yet. So far I had been pushed off a cliff and broken each bone in my body. Stabbed with a spear and left for dead, had my head snapped too, and each time I would woke up alone and cold.
I shook my head at the thought when I finally reached the village. I let out a sigh as I walked toward what I would call my home. Which wasn't much, but it gave me a sense of belonging and warmth. I pushed aside the material I used as a door and walked inside. I went ahead and laid down on the straw mat, letting out a sigh as I looked out through the opening and watched the sun set.
It was about dinner time right now, not that it mattered to me since I was never allowed to eat with the rest and only allowed to eat what they couldn't finish. I sighed once more as I closed my eyes and laid back against the pile of leaves I called my pillow.
I narrowed my eyes when I heard movement outside of my tent. I sniffed the air and smiled with my eyes closed as I caught that familiar scent, and waited for her to come in.
"Knock knock" she whispered outside my tent before she came inside with her hand covering her eyes while she held something behind her back.
"Are you decent?" Jaanè asked causing me to chuckle as she dropped her hand and smile at me.
She was the closest to what I would call a sister. She was a daughter to my father from a shifter woman who had died in childbirth. As long as I could remember, She had been the only one to show me kindness and although a few of the others hadn't harmed, they weren't nice to me either.
"I heard what Borgun was telling the others today." She said as she sat down next to me. I turned my head away to which she held my chin and forced me to look at her.
"It doesn't make you weak for you to not want to fight back. If anything, it makes you stronger. You're not wielded by your anger and hatred as the rest of us brother." She smiled at me and kissed my cheek.
"I brought you something." She said as she pulled out something wrapped in a leaf from behind her.
I looked at and narrowed my eyes at it, my stomach growling from the smells emanating from it. I looked at her smile at me as she held it out to me. I took and unwrapped it as the steam wafted from it.
"It's something the forest people call fish. I caught it myself" she said as she beamed and smiled at me.
I raised my eyebrow at her and smiled back as I looked down at the oddly looking food in front of me. I had never seen anything like it before nor have I ever smelled anything like it.
"Does father know you went out to the sea alone?" I asked as I looked at her and watched her smile at me.
"Who says I went alone?" She replied and smirked at me.
"What's his name?" I asked and watched a huge smile spread across her face as she looked down at her lap.
"Come on, It's not like I'm going to even tell anyone." I said as I rolled my eyes when she laughed.
"Oh little brother ,me not telling you is me protecting you" she laughed a bit more when I growled as she grabbed me in a headlock and rubbed her knuckles against my scalp.
I shoved her aside as she laughed and got up to dust herself off as she walked towards her own tent still laughing at me. I shook my head as I looked down at this supposed fish she had gotten me.
I broke off a piece and brought it to my mouth. I dropped the piece in my mouth and moved it around for a bit, tasting the flavor of it. For some reason, it tasted a lot like salt. Much softer than the usual meat I was used to eating and for some reason, I found myself liking the taste of this new kind of food and before I knew it, I had gobbled up the entire fish, not leaving behind even a morsel.
I laid back against the straw mat and looked up at the hole I had made in my tent for the sole purpose of looking at the stars. For some reason, I found some type of comfort when I gazed at them. Feeling like they were somehow looking down upon me. I wondered briefly if my mother was looking down upon me as well, but I soon shook the thought away, knowing what having hope was going to result in. I had learnt that having hope of happiness only ever resulted in pain.
I sighed as I closed my eyes , feeling my bones begin to mend themselves together as my wounds slowly began to heal. I listened to the laughter just outside my tent. Laughter that I had never been allowed to partake in. Laughter that I knew not the feeling of for I had never been given that joy before. I listened closely and felt myself slowly drifting off.
Another day had passed..