no one will help you now - PRIVATE; JAKE

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: black; font-size: 10px;][justify]Bec Noir was extremely angry. Jake had given him away to someone who had the potential of telling everyone else. Bec Noir had to fight the urge to kill poor Jake all the way to the territory and trust the wolf, it had been extremely difficult. All he wanted to do was tear Jake apart, break him down both mentally and physically, see him cry right before delivering the death blow. Oh yes, he wanted to do that so badly. Or maybe, instead of delivering such a blow, he should also leave Jake to choke and suffocate from his own blood slowly filling his lungs. Bec Noir could also break his spine, or tear out his eyes. There were so many possibilities yet Bec Noir was frustrated that he wouldn't be able to act upon them. He despised Jake, however, mainly because Jake had let the secret out. He had put Bec Noir into danger of getting identified. Therefore, Jake most likely deserved what was coming to him.


    Bec Noir settled down from the air, his sharp eyes easily spotting Jake. Oh, the mere sight of him caused the canine's blood to boil. He attempted to slam the feline against a tree and put a sword to his throat, his own soulless white eye seeming to flame with hatred. Jake couldn't do anything right, and that was what Bec Noir hated about the British teen. "You told him," He growled in a dangerously low tone of voice that was sharper than white knives on fire, attempting to press the sword tighter against Jake's neck but not tight enough to actually give Jake any major injuries. He couldn't kill the potential Page of Hope, even if he did feel as if it would be better for him to kill the other. Hey, one less problem. However, Bec Noir knew that it was unlikely for him to kill Jake due to how important Jake was to Bec Noir's plan, so he might as well keep him alive, but not go unpunished. [/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]At this point, Jake should just give up. Give up trying to save his friend, give up trying to complete the job, and give up trying to save himself. However, he doubted that he, himself, would allow himself to do that. Jake was hopeful by nature and for now, he was just hoping that Bec Noir wouldn't kill him as bad as he thought that he would. If Bec Noir was to kill him, then he might as well just do so quickly, even if it was going to be painful. Ever since Charcoal had found out and Jake had accidentally told him what was going on, he knew that he was basically going to be considered dead in a couple of hours, which was quite upsetting due to the fact that he wouldn't be able to go on adventures anymore, do stupid things with Jade, or even take things as far as confessing his love to someone who most likely didn't love him back. Unfortunately, he wasn't going to be able to do that, since the next thing he knew, his back was being pressed against a tree and there was a sword near his throat. Damn, Bec Noir had lightning fast reflexes.


    Jake tried to ignore how close the blade was to his neck - one slice and Jake's life would be over - and instead focused his green eyes onto Bec Noir. Bec Noir looked pissed. Damn. There was now a 30% chance of Jake coming out alive. The British male wondered if he should just give up and let Bec Noir do whatever he wanted, but he supposed that it would only make things worse. "Bloody hell, look who's noticed. Let go of me, you scoundrel, and fight me fair," Jake growled even though he felt as if his own heart was going to break out of his chest. So what if Bec Noir killed him before he got to do a majority of what he wished to do? So what if he ended up having multiple bones get broken and end up bleeding and dying a slow, painful death? Who cared? If he was going down, he wasn't going to without a fight.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: black; font-size: 10px;][justify]Bec Noir seemed to be radiating anger, so the possibility of a fair fight seemed to be far-fetched. The darkly-colored feline let out a low growl, although he did drop his sword a little. However, he still kept a tight grip on Jake, not wanting to let him go as easily; Jake did something that was fatal to what Bec Noir wanted to go on, so it wasn't as if Bec Noir could let Jake escape without a warning. No, he had to do something far worse, but what? It wasn't as if Bec Noir could just injure him too badly, or else someone might catch on or Jake might end up bleeding to death. Both options were the worst case scenario for Bec Noir, so he simply rose his sword back up to Jake's throat, still contemplating what methods he could use against Jake. "You don't deserve a fair fight," The canine barked loudly, not even caring if someone overheard. If someone did overhear, so be it, because Bec Noir could simply fly away before that certain someone caught sight of him; Bec Noir was also certain that Jake wouldn't tell anyone about what was going on, so Bec Noir had multiple advantages while Jake had none. That was how he needed it to be for the next few couple of days. [/fancypost]