- chapter two
It wasn't a surprise that I awoke early that morning. My blood lust needed quenching and for once, things were looking up.
I ran at a rear-by tree for a quick warm-up before waking my brothers and sprinting off to the village. I was sure they had stopped there for the night. With it being dawn, I doubt they had left already.
He was waiting for us. Hmph, seems his sense of smell isn't shit after all.
Circling for a bit, we drew our swords and slashed away at each other. He wasn't bad, for a half breed, but no way was I going to let him win on a count of fair fighting. This is Jak we're talking about!
I may lose my sword, I may lose some blood, I may lose my shards, but I will NOT lose him!
Off in the corner I hear Jak pouting. Probably because I will finish him before he can lay a claw on Jak.
"I'll cut off all your fingers then!" I say mainly to myself, but the perplexed mutt didn't realize that, and bellowed back.
"But I'll still have my Fangs!"
When our swords were locked, he leaned in close and sank his teeth into my arm. I dropped my weapon, and cradled the bleeding mess as he and his companions fled into the forest beyond.
Of course Jak was in-toe. I sighed, all that for nothing. Well as if I would give up to that fucker! And I vowed there, that he has to die. (TBC)