The Goblin Nation

I am Cala, the chief of this tribe, and the strongest. I command all the goblins, for I am the one and only conqueror, until that faithful day. As I sit on my wooden throne, reminiscing about it, I hear goblin behind the curtained doors ask for my permission to enter. "You may enter," I answered.

A goblin enters my chambers. "My chief," It's one of my retainers. His name was Cloud. "Our scouts have returned."

"I see." I put my hand on top of the goblin woman that was servicing me. She took her mouth off my penis and looked up to me. "You may go now, Dawn. I shall call you if I need anything."

"Yes, chief." She walked to her clothes and put them back on. I caught Cloud staring as Dawn bends over to pull her pants up. This horny bastard, staring at my woman. I should cut his head off if not for the fact he is the smartest goblin in this tribe that can't challenge my power. Tama, on the other hand, is different. He used to be the dumb muscle head. But when he turned into a conqueror after killing that troll, he became smarter and stronger. I turn to my sword, which was leaning on the left side of my throne. As long as I have this weapon, nothing can challenge me.

Dawn finally got her things in order and promptly left the room. I turn to face Cloud, who was still looking at the door with his disgusting stare. "Cloud!"

His body shook from getting startled. "Yes, my chief!?" He turned around to face me.

"The scouts have returned, yes?"

"Oh, yes, they have returned. The scouts found some tracks from the trolls. It seems the trolls are still looking for their brother." Ever since that incident involving Tama happened, the trolls stepped out of their cave in search of their brother that Tama killed. And because of the trolls' presence, the deers we once hunted are now leaving our territory. It's bad enough that winter is here, limiting our options to the deers. But now the trolls are pushing out our only source of meat. "My chief. Master Tama has urged us to tell the tribe. Having them hunt during this time..."

"Silence! How dare you follow the orders of another goblin than the chief." I stood up and grabbed my long sword.

"No, no, my chief. I am merely telling you what Master Tama has told me. Please have mercy."

"Tama has no power. I am the chief, and my words are law. Those goblins are to hunt deers until they collapse from the cold or killed by those trolls."

"But my chief, the goblins, they are getting weary."

"Those dumbasses suspect nothing. Tell Olhos to maintain the scouting. And tell them to not speak about the trolls to any other goblins." How dare Tama to challenge my power. If the rest of the tribe realizes that more trolls are lurking around, they will doubt my ability to defeat them and look for Tama for strength. I can not allow that to happen.

I sat back down my throne and rubbed my temple. How strong was Tama to beat a troll barehanded? Tama was always strong when we were children. Luckily, he was stupid, which made it easier to control him. Just promise him food and women, and he will comply. "My chief?"

"What?"

"Some of our tribesmen wanted to know when they can mate with the slave women. They wish to have children, and many of our women are unable to conceive."

"No! We can't even hunt enough deers to feed my belly. Having more mouths to feed will make it harder for our tribe to survive the winter. The goblin women's infertility rising should be a blessing for our tribesmen. They can fuck with them without fucking my dinner over." I leaned back on my chair. It's getting challenging to give birth to pure breeds. Having our tribe be replaced with only halflings will make us weaker than the other goblin tribes. But then again, halflings are easier to control because they are dumber and weaker than pure breeds. "Is that all? Then go and leave me be. I call Dawn back on your way out."

Suddenly, a woman enters through the Curtains. It was the head caretaker, Flute. "My chief, Master Tama," She paused to catch her breath. "Master Tame, he..."

"He what?"

"He went in barn. He rapes slaves."

"That motherfucker did what?!" I can not believe what I just heard. I should have killed Tama the moment he became a conqueror. I grabbed my sword and walked out of my room.

"Wait for me my chief, what about your armor?"

"I don't need it." I hurried my way to the barn. Flute and Cloud followed closely behind. The goblins outside noticed us, and they too began to follow. Cloud tried to get them to stop following us so as not to cause a scene. Unfortunately, Cloud my least threatening retainer, so the crowd ignored him.

Tama's followers blocked the front wooden doors of the barn. I bellowed out for the crowd to move out of my way, or face the edge of my sword. The goblins walked away from the door and cowered in fear from my presence. I opened the door to see Tama murdering, one of the halflings children. I dashed towards him and severed his arm.

"You snake! I should have killed you the moment you turned into a conqueror!"

Tama looked back at me and screamed. "Is that how you see me now. No longer comrades! We used to dine together, fight together; we were bro..." My anger couldn't take it any longer. I swung blade again to cut his head, but he ducked down. He then tackles, carrying outside the barn. He must be attempting to show his followers what is happening. I planted my feet on the ground, stopping his momentum. I raised my sword, with the tip facing Tama's back, and thrust it downward. Tama dodged the attack in the nick of time.

"Dammit. I'm losing too much blood." Tama placed his hand on his gaping hole. Blood continued to pour out like a waterfall.

"It's over, Tama. It was over the moment you became rival to my power. Whatever bond we had, you have shattered it the moment you acted against my will!"

"We were supposed to share. When you finally reached the top instead of giving us a hand, you threw down rocks at us. You were the one that changed!" I was the one that changed? How dare he? They only wanted my throne the moment I got it. I can see it in his eyes, how hungry he is and how desperate he is for the power that I wield.

"Don't dare lecture me!" I yelled back at him. But I doubt he could hear me now for he collapsed right in front of me. His blood flowed along the floor like a river. If he knew how to use magic as I do, he could have blocked the blood from leaving his body. "You," I pointed at Flute. "Take care of that body. Have it be brought to the square."

"Yes, my chief. As you wish."

"Cloud."

"Yes, my chief."

"Tell the crowd what just happened. And tell my goblins to gather all of Tama's followers and bring them to the square by sunset. I will host a beheading."

"As you command."

"Your greatness, I have ordered the caretakers to carry the body to the square."

"Good. Now how many of the children." As I am about to finish my sentence, an astonishing sight lay before me. I looked around the room. All four of the remaining children were alive. Not only that, but two of Tama's followers were lying on the ground, unconscious. These four halflings were standing victoriously over the bodies of purebred goblins. While mesmerized from the sight, a piercing gaze penetrated my body. I turned my head and saw a goblin staring at me with hungry eyes. No, they were all staring at me with hungry eyes. Hungry for my throne.

"Come on, children; we must get you rest." Some caretakers said to the children.

"Looks like they must wait till they can hunt," Cloud told me. "Perhaps a week of healing, and they will be good as new."

"No, they hunt tomorrow."

Cloud looked at me with concerning eyes. "But my chief, they could die from the cold if they do not heal properly."

I glared back at Cloud for questioning my orders. "I will not repeat myself. They hunt tomorrow," Cloud left right after I finished my sentence. These halflings are strong, just like Tama. I would kill them now if not for the goblins around us. But they are weak right now. They should die on their hunt, and if not, I'll kill them myself.