His eyes searched the forest trees and shrubbery around him, finding nothing. He continued walking the way he had been, a club still in his hand just in case. He finally caught movement in the corner of his eye. Calling out, Gamzee said "I know you're here, come on the fuck out."
~ Nepeta was about to step out, thinking the jig was up. But another figure stepped out, and she stayed perched in the tree she had quickly climbed up to avoid detection.
~ Gamzee stared at the tall stranger. He was roughly 7 feet 4 inches. A tall troll, his horns were pointed backwards, his biceps showing greatly from the tight white long sleeved shirt, one eye a magenta color, the other a dark indigo, his hair medium cut and a dark black. He held what looked like a mace, flipping it up into the air effortlessly. The stranger looked tough as all hell, and also Gamzee could tell by looking into the strangers eyes that he knew how to fight. Gamzee slowly pulled out his other club. "And who the hell might you be?" he says to the troll.
"That is none of your damn bussiness, lesser-blood. But I will tell you my name, as it will be the one to take your life. It is Jaecks." The stranger says.
Gamzee s eye twitched as this motherfucker said lesser-blood , his eyes growing ever so more violent, his arms and legs twitching, wanting to pummel this guy into the 7th layer of hell. "You have quite a mouth motherfucker. Why the fuck are you here?"
"Simple. To take the life of one not worth living. Yours, lesser-blood"
"Wanna repeat that, motherfucker?" Gamzee said lowly, giving a small snarl, his hair in his face, one eye could be seen glaring at the troll. His rational mind finally snapped. He had heard enough
"I said-" The troll didn t finish, as one of Gamzees clubs smashed into his face, sending him twirling through a couple trees.
"Shut the fuck up" Gamzee said.
The troll stood up, cracking his jaw and nose back into place. He knew this Gamzee Makara had skill, but he didn t expect this stregnth. He didn t waver, though. "That the best you got, lesser-bitch?" He snarled.
Gamzee smiled as wide as he could, noticing he hadn't put his makeup on today. Then he wondered why nobody told him. He took a step, suddenly flying back, as the other troll had planted a punch to his face. Gamzee flew through a couple trees.
The other trolled snorted. "Was that it, lesser-blood?" He waved his hand What a waste of time.
He heard a laugh, and a honk. Looking at the cloud of dust that was settling, he saw a silhouette of the indigo blood.
The dust cleared, and Gamzee stood there, laughing, seemingly unfazed by the blow. Slowly he walked towards the tall troll. "Done? I haven't even began" he stated.
~ Nepeta had watched the couple blows given, almost uttering a cheer for gamzee at the first blow. She had thought the capricorn was a goner when that punch landed on him. But, much to her surprise, he looked unscathed, and he was laughing. Which confused her.
~ Jaecks glared at the troll. 'What the hell?' he thought. 'That would ve knocked anybody out, probably killed them. But this one. He was going to be a challenge.' "So, still able to give me a challenge, eh, lesser-blood?"
Gamzee smiled. "You're nowhere in my league" he said, soon after dissapearing in the blink of an eye.
Jaecks looked suddenly around, feeling a presence behind him. 'Flash step?' he thought, as he was sent flying into the air by a kick. As he was hurtling towards the ground, Gamzee held one of his clubs up, smashing it into the side of the taller trolls head, sending him flying into one of the thickest trees in the forest, decimating it. "You're merely a wriggler in my presence" he said, nonchalantly.
Jaecks stood up, his eyesight blurred by blood, his head throbbing, and his body shaky. "What the hell are you?"
"The one who's going to take your life. Gamzee motherfuckin Makara"
Gamzee was about to take another swing to take the trolls life, when another figured leaped from a tree. "Gamzee don't do it!" Nepeta yelled, holding on tight to the dark Gamzee.
Gamzees rational mind came back, staring at Nepeta, then at the troll struggling to stand up. He blinked a couple times, coming to realization about what happened."You're a lucky motherfucker, ya know?" he said, walking to the troll, helping him up.
Jaecks was utterly confused at this gesture. "But.. What.. Why didn't you kill me?"
"I don't like death" he replied simply.
Jaecks could make no sense whatsoever from this guy. A minute ago, he was ready to pound him into the ground, mixing him with the dirt, his aura the darkest he's ever seen. Now, his aura was light, and he was helping him, the troll who tried to murder him not too long ago. "Seriously, what in the FUCK are you? One second you're about to kill me, the next you're helping me?"
"I'm a subjuggulator. I'm a friend to all. I'm both. One at a time, though. You caught me in a bad mood. And also said you were gonna kill me. My thinkpan was hosting the dark carnival, but thanks to this one here," he pats Nepeta on the head ", I didn't and I would have regretted it if I did. Don't ask why, cause I'm not gonna explain, it's just how it is."
Jaecks nodded. "So why the fuck are you trying to kill me, Jakes, was it?:
"It's Jaecks, and I was sent by work. My boss had ordered me to take the life of Gamzee Makara. Said he looked like he'd go down pretty easily. But by god was she wrong."
'She?' Gamzee thought. "Who is this boss?"
"Not telling. Under strict regulations. Besides, we're enemies."
"The motherfuck we're not. I m calling you my friend, Jaybro." Gamzee gives a warm smile, holding out a hand to shake with.
~ Jaecks looked at him. He never had a friend. A true friend, that is. That's why he worked where he did now. He s been betrayed too much, so he never trusted. Everyone always called him a freak because of his size, and the fact he could see auras. But this guy, Gamzee, was genuinely true about what he said. His aura, eyes and voice said it all. But there was one thing that confused him. Well, two, really. One, where did all that dark come from? It was completely and utterly horrible. Two, why the hell did he give information so easily?
~ Gamzee smiled as the troll reached out to shake his hand. "I'm Jaecks McClan" the taller troll said, "as much as I d like to chit-chat and shit, I have to be going."
"What about the assignment you were sent for?" Nepeta asks.
"He is pure, in this state of mind. I could not kill him. I will think of something. Then I will visit, if that may be okay?"
"Hell yeah! We could chill, talk, do some other shit, I could introduce you to my other friends too!" Gamzee replied.
Jaecks smiled. "You truly are a pure one. Farewell, Gamzee Makara, whether we meet again, I will be unsure, since I have failed."
"I got your back. Run to me if anything goes wrong, if possible" Gamzee replied
Jaecks nodded, and without another word, took off.
"Now then, missy, you have some explaining to do" Gamzee said, turning to a Nepeta he thought was there, but had taken off right as he turned.