Villain of my own novel

"Griguri guri.... Griguri... Grir giriguri guri...." I said to the Orc warrior who had the most tattoos among the horde.

'It's always embarrassing to talk in Orc-ish language, Dammit Isha!'

"Gr... Ggigu... Grigri." I explained to them that the fight would be a warrior's match rather than a death match, and it was clear from their surprised expressions that they didn't expect me to know about the warrior's match.

"Gri....Gruigriguru... rirugirui?" The horde leader asked.

'How do I know their language? I have to explain to them from that? Weren't they only surprised about the fact that I know about a warrior's match?'

"..... Grigu... Gruigiru... Grigriruigi." I explained to them that I have a Orc warrior friend who taught me.

".... Girigi?" the Orc warrior with the most tattoos asked the Orc warrior who challenged Isha.

'Do you want to? The leader asked with a prideful aura around him.'

"Guruigu...." the Orc replied.

'Well okay... The challenger said in dejected tone.... Wait! Why am I creating a story in my head? That to with subtitles!??!' I thought in outrage but did my best to keep a straight face.

"Guruiri!" the Orc warrior said as he waved his hand as if he was dismissing his loyal subject.

"This..... F**king noob dares?!!.... Even Berra would shudder and think twice before ordering me around, this infant dares to order me??" I mumbled in outrage.

"F**king Grui!" I said and released my killing intent strong enough to make them kneel.

'Kneel! you f**king morons!'

THUMP

"I'm the one in control, so watch it!" I said, looking around at the Orc warriors who were now on their knees, some with their faces planted in the ground, including the one who had challenged Isha.

The Orc warriors nodded even without understanding what I just said.

'Fear, is the universal language. And it's the best when I am the one they fear.' I walked back to Isha who was staring at the scene unfold in disbelief and awe.

"Isha?" I called out, puzzled.

"Whoa, if you're stronger than them why not just you fight me?" she asked looking at me with a puzzled face.

"Because I don't think I'll fight you seriously." I replied.

"Huh? Why?" she asked.

"Well, cause it will be 'you' getting hurt by 'me'.... which may leave a bitter taste in my mouth." I answered avoiding eye contact.

"... Ahem, o-okay, I'm ready to fight!" she answered with a determined face while her ears turned red and cheeks turned rosy.

'Why is she.... blushing?? I don't want to hurt the one's I'm close with, that to with my own hands....' I tilted my head, puzzled by her expression.

"Well, anyway, they accepted it." I answered casting a glance at the Orc warriors who were still kneeling.

"Are you sure they 'accepted' it?" Isha asked emphasizing 'accepted.'

"If you're asking me, if I forcefully made them to accept it, then no, he acted like he owned the place so, I showed who actually does." I answered never taking my eyes off of the Orc warriors.

"... If glaring would have killed, then they would have died ten times over...." Isha mumbled.

"Huh?" I turned to face Isha, puzzled by what she meant.

"Your eyes have turned again.... If you can't keep Control over it, why not just leave them be like that?" she asked pointing at my eyes.

"Oh! It's not me keeping control over them, they just change according to my emotions." I answered while calming down.

"Hmm, I see. Then, why not just try to gain control over them?" she asked while walking towards the kneeling horde.

"Because, it doesn't matter and I don't want to control my emotions." I answered, noticing her halt for a split second and started to move like it never happened.

"...." she walked towards the Orc warriors, silently.

"Good luck!" I wished her and didn't pry into it.

"... Thanks." She said.

'why do I get the feeling that she thanked me about something else? Is it just me?' I stared at her back as she walked towards the horde.

'No, inappropriate thoughts..... Cancelled!'

***

Isha walked towards the horde while thinking about Eshwar's words.

'Maybe I should stop holding back my feelings too....' she thought and remembered back about everything that had happened to her since she was a three-year-old, and all of her thoughts only made her hold, on her feelings, much stronger.

Her heart and head hurt as old and painful memories resurfaced; she felt as if her heart was being ripped apart slowly piece by piece with each beat, while glass shards pierced it with every other beat her heart made.

"Huh?" she felt a cold sensation on her left cheek and noticed a lonely tear had rolled down from her left eye.

"Hahaha, they say that the left eye tears up when in pain..... It must be true..." she mumbled in a low voice and wiped the tear off.

"Isha!" Eshwar's voice came from behind.

"Huh?" Isha turned before her face returned to that of a calm one.

Eshwar furrowed his brows at her as his emotion colours changed simultaneously.

Blue and red colours clashed while light blue, cyan, red, orange and yellow streaks filled the clashing colours. Soon, blue was overwhelmed by dark blue and red which combined and turned purple.

'Blue indicates sadness, red- anger, light blue- hurt, cyan- disbelief, orange- anxiety, yellow- afraid, dark blue- disappointment and lastly, purple indicates pain...' she thought because of her habit, she described all the colours she saw in her mind.

"..... Why the emotional roller coaster?" she mumbled and smiled a bit.

"I don't know whether to laugh or to cry..." she said.

'Well, it's good to know that at least someone cares about me....' For the first time in her life, she was happy about the fact that she could see the colours of other people's emotions.

"Am I the bad guy for feeling happy that he is feeling sad for me?" she turned to face the Orc warriors and asked them with a shaking voice, as a tear rolled off from her right eye.

'Right eye tears up while feeling happy...' she thought.

"It really is true, hahaha." She chuckled and wiped off the tear from her right cheek.

"I-I.... I'll release the one that challenged you while freeing the others enough to spectate....." Eshwar said, stuttering.

'How cute...' she thought and stood 20 feet apart from the horde.

"Grigu... Gririri." The challenger Orc warrior said and stumbled across his way towards Isha.

"I hope we have a good fight." She bowed politely at the Orc warrior.

"Gruui." He said and bowed nervously before pointing his club at Isha in a prideful way.

"Griugiri." He said pridefully as if he had forgotten about the previous humiliation.

"...." Isha didn't understand what it meant, but she nodded and took the same stance as the Orc warrior, signalling the start of the warrior's challenge.

BOOM

He dashed at Isha, taking one long step to bring her into range of his club, swung it from behind him, tensing his back, shoulders, and arm muscles for that movement, and swung down the club.

BOOM

The impact shook the ground and created a crater twice the size of the club, while dust rose up to the Orc's head level.

WHOOSH

Isha zoomed out of the dust unscathed, zoomed around the Orc slashing anywhere and everywhere she could, jumped and kicked the Orc's chin with her right in full force, causing a circular wind pressure from the impact.

BAM

'He's sturdy.' She pushed herself back with a kick on the Orc's face with her left before dodging the Orc's wild swing.

"Guruigi!" the Orc said with a grin on his face and pointed his club at Isha.

[It was just a clash before deciding whether you are worth fighting or not and he just said 'Not bad!'] Eshwar explained about the situation to Isha, telepathically.

'So, now a monster is testing me if I'm worth it or not?' she asked herself and looked at the Orc's smug grin which irked her to no end.

"Ha!" she scoffed and dashed at the Orc.

"Gurui!" the Orc said while it got ready to do the same slam it did in the beginning.

'I dodged that the first time, do you it'll be any different now?' she thought and gripped her katana.

BOOM

He slammed his club into the ground, and the same action repeated itself; she zoomed out of the dust dome, but the Orc jabbed at her when she came into his range.

'Sh*t!' She cursed herself for underestimating her opponent and remembered why they are referred to as 'warriors.'

She did a full split and dodged the attack aimed at her head and jumped back as soon as the Orc retracted his hand. She slashed diagonally at the Orc's chest through the opening created by the jab.

Or so she planned, but the Orc saw right through her and simply took a step back to avoid the slash while her sword only met the air.

"Growoo!" The Orc yelled, clenching both of his fists, and emitted a blood-red aura, causing small ripples as his 'aura' oozed out.

"Sh*t!"