<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e327/steusloffa/Junk/a3e78b33-5cae-43cf-bca0-7bdc0488116b_zpskyozpugo.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e327/steusloffa/Junk/cooltext117506316786206_zpsnqy2zyuh.png">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>A small pang of panic set into Orca as the sound of bidding filled the area. It started at a single gold piece, but soon jumped into the hundreds. Orca looked around, his eyes picking out people who he had seen on the sidelines of the gladiator pits. Orca began to fill with a desperate rage as he violently began to tear at his shackles and chains. The humanoid even went as far as to strike the stone wall that he was attached to with his tail, using every bit of strength he could muster. It was no use though, he was simply to weak to damage something that solid at the moment. The next best coarse of action was to make himself look as dangerous as possible, so he began to lash out at anyone and everyone, even swiping at a child.<br/><br/>Things were now happening to quickly for Orca to follow. With so many people shouting at once, the young humanoid found it near impossible to focus. His ears flattened slightly as he hissed in distress, backing up slightly. It was in this time that auctioneer took the opportunity to slap the collar around Orca's neck. By the time Orca noticed what was going on, it was too late. "No!" Orca cried out with rage, attempting to tear the collar off.<br/><br/>With the crowd now quickly dissipating, Orca could hear the auctioneer and who he assumed was his new owner speaking. "He's all yours..." the auctioneer said ominously as he handed her the keys to the humanoid's chain. "What's hi..." her voice trailed off as she spoke to the horrible man, but her eyes never left Orca's. His lips pulled back in a snarl just as the girl snapped her head towards the auctioneer. Whatever he had said, the girl was not fond of... And then they were alone. It was obvious that the girl wasn't really sure how to approach Orca, coming up to him slowly and as non-threatening as possible. Orca wasn't some mindless animal though, he knew what she was trying to do and it made no difference to him. This girl was his new owner, and was now his number one person that needed to die.<br/><br/>"...Hello, Orca...are...are you alright?" she asked, unsure of what to say. Orca narrowed his eyes, standing up and stretching out to his full height, his tail swishing violently behind him. "Why don't you come closer and find out?" Stated the humanoid in his strange, alien voice. It sounded as if he were speaking with two set's of vocal cords. It was tough for Orca to stand up, his legs could barely support his weight, and the wounds under his shackles burned from being mixed with sand.<br/><br/>Orca had been fighting the pain as best as he could, straining his body nearly past the breaking point until he couldn't possibly strain himself any longer. He began to sway slightly and attempted to correct himself, but collapsed to his knee's instead. "What will you do now, slave owner?" he asked, spitting out the last words with disgust. "A fighter is no good when pushed to hard. Looks like your purchase back fired on you." Orca said with a defiant chuckle.