This is my frist twlight fic. It is slightly anti jacob but oh well I just really wanted them to fight so it had to be anti someone this is Edwards p.o.v. by the way
No characters plot setting etc. belong to me.
He is here, I would recognise he's smell anywhere. The filthy smell of dog fills my nose. I can almost taste it if I could I would be physically sick but I can't. He will pay. No one hurts Bella, my Bella. Not his never his. He had gone to far this time, oh how I hate him but contained myself for Bella's sake. I am not usually this violent only when I have to be but when he forced himself on Bella like that. A rage took over me so strong and ancient. The image has burnt it's self onto my eye lids. Him crushing Bella's lips with his. I try to blink it away and I just run faster. The line was crossed no going back now, tonight Jacob Black will die.
I found him. I knew he'd be here he was taunting me. how dare he be here Iin our meadow. I could here his thoughts all about Bella and him it just made me anger if that was possible. Then he turned and chuckled "I wondered when you'd turn up leech" "I warned you to stay away from Bella you've had your last chance mutt" Ihissed back at him.
"are you challenging me" he said with a hint of amusement in his voice. "do you accept" Jacob just chuckled "to the death i hope" I did not answer but moved further into the meadow.
He ran over to the other side and changed into the wolf. " When he is dead Bella will have no one to turn to but me, it will be so good for her to be in my arms again." That thought sent me over the edge. I charged anger fuelling me. He charged too. we meet in the dead centre of the meadow.
His claws ripped through my back like butter, it hurt like hell but I managed to grab his leg a twisted. A horrible crack echoed through the meadow. The mutt yelped with pain but recovered quickly and spun round and ripped a lump of flesh out of my chest. Ligaments, muscle and useless veins rip away easily. I howl in pain I grabbed Jacobs ruined leg a threw him out of the meadow into the surrounding forest.
I grab my chest and it reattaches its self. I hear Jacobs growl and he lunges at me again. I whip round and catch his jaws, we wrestle for a few minutes but I can tell he is tiring still trying to free his jaws from my vice like grip. I spin him round and slam him into the floor twice. He is now broken and back in human form. I look down coldly. I lift him up by his hair and force him onto his knees with one hand at his throat. He is gasping for breath as my hand crushes his wind pipe. He looks up at me he can see it in my eyes, he knows I will kill him.
I brace my other hand on his neck and twist upwards sharply he draws in one last breath as his neck clicks, one more twist and it will all be over but I can hear his thoughts, ohh jesus he is so scared he also thinks of Bella and the life he could never have. I stop, if Bella could see me what would she think. I look down at Jacob his breaths are short and shallow in fear and his eyes are still closed. I can't do it. It would be so easy to snap his neck but I just can't Bella would hate me and I would hate myself. I let go of his throat and step away disgusted with my self.
He gasps and stands up then turns round his eyes are blood shoot "why" he asks shakily "for Bella" then I turn and leave him standing there in the meadow. Our meadow.
so what do you think any good?