I DO NOT OWN PRIMEVAL OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS

"Huh? Oh yes, see you tomorrow" She replied. Becker watched her get in the car and drive away. He looked down and sighed.

He missed her. Already, he missed her. He shook his head, rubbed the rain out of his eyes and started to walk. Now Jess had gone the source of his warmth had also, so the freezing temperatures suddenly hit him. He could see his icy breath, and the rain plummeted down harder and harder. He quickened his pace, but he heard his name being called down an alleyway. Becker looked around confused, he knew it was probably a bad idea, especially as he had no weaponary or armour with him, but he had to see who it was.

Becker slowly walked into the alley, it was pitch black, he couldn't see a thing. That was when a fist came out of nowhere and collided with his left cheek so hard he came off balance. He felt two hands on each arm making him unable to fight back or escape. Great Becker thought.

"Hello Becker" said a voice coming from infront of him. Becker squinted through the rain and the darkness, but all he could make out was a silhouette.

"Who are you? How do you know my name?"

Another fist collided with him, but this time in the stomach, it took Becker's breath away, but not in a good way like Jess did. "Shut up! I'll do the talking" said the shape infront of Becker. He stepped forwards so Becker could make out the detail of the man. Tall, muscular, short dark hair, he would look friendly if he wasn't holding a bat, had a gun in his pocket, or a knife in the other. This is not going to be good thought Becker, he gulped.

"Did you have fun with Jess tonight? Hm?" Becker's eyes widened. He knew Jess? That can't be good, he could hurt her.

"How do you know Jess?" He spat. The male did not look please, he frowned and was suddenly in Becker's face. He kneed him in the stomach, punched him round the face and hit his torso with the bat. Becker grunted and his legs gave in a little. A crunch was heard when the bat impacted with Becker's torso, Great, broken ribs, just what I need.

"Jess, Captain Becker, was my ex girlfriend. She broke up with me a few weeks ago" said the man, kicking Becker's shin. "Do you know why she broke up with me, Captain?" he hissed. Again thumping Becker around the face.

"No" but he could guess why. Does she like me? He thought when the bat collided with his head. The pain was growing rapidly, and he knew it was only a matter of time before he used the gun or the knife.

The man laughed, even though nothing was funny "She broke up with me. Because she liked..." The male went whispered in Becker's ear "...you" Becker gulped. "I want to hurt you physically how she hurt me emotionally" the man spat as his breathing quickened.

Becker just glared and said "fine, I'm sure she would have broken up with you anyway, look at you". Becker knew he was probably going to die anyway, so why not provoke him, make him mad. It worked, the man clicked his fingers and two huge bodies came towards Becker. Fists, knees, feet and bats collided with every part of Becker's body for what seemed to be a lifetime. He heard a click and suddenly the impacts stopped. But the pain was close to unbearable, he could feel the bruises forming, the bones cracking and the warm blood trickling down the side of his face and from his lip.

He looked up to the man, squinting, the rain was still pounding making the bruises hurt from the impact of the water and the skin. His vision was blurry and he felt his body collapse. But not to the floor, the two men were still holding him up, meaning the pain wasn't over yet...

Heehee, I love Becker so so much, but I couldn't help it. He is perfect to be beaten up, sorry. I have a few more chapter ideas, maybe more :)
Please review! I want to know how I'm doing, English isn't my strongest point :) OK thanks :)