Hide ~ Jalph

Chapter 7

*WARNING* Violent scenes so if you don't like blood or violent stuff, skip this chapter.
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Jack!" Fuck, it was Roger. I hid behind the bushes, hoping he wouldn't see me. Though I wasn't that camouflaged, just then I saw a pair of feet appear in the small gap of the bush.
'Roger...' I thought.
"Jack I saw you, I know your there.."
I jumped up, holding tightly onto my spear.
"Roger! What the fuck do you want?!"
"Jackie I can see the fear in your eyes, you know what I want.." He smirked.
"You wanna get Ralph? You have to get through me first..."
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Roger launched himself at Jack, tackling him to the ground, gripping onto his wrists and sitting on his stomach; keeping him onto the ground. Jack moved his fingers which made his spear slash out on Roger; causing a huge cut over his ribs.
"Fuck.." Blood gushed out; spilling all over Jack. The grip on Jack's wrist decreased, Roger swung his fist at Jack's cheek; twice. Hoping to break his jaw, his plan did not work as Jack violently jolted his body up; causing Roger to go flying. Roger landed on his feet in a crouched position.
Jack, crouched as well, threw his spear at Roger, Roger did the same but he dogged Jack's spear. Roger's spear grazed over Jack's shoulder, causing his the top layer of his skin to fake off and blood to pour out.
Jack yelped in pain and Roger laughed.
"Pathetic Jack... thought you'd be strong than this.."
Jack fell back onto the ground, not only did he receive pain from his shoulder but from his cheek which now two large bruises slowly appeared.
Roger approached him with a huge smirk on his face. He crouched down to Jack's level.
"Aww Jackie, whatever shall I do.." Roger held his hand to Jack's face. Suddenly Jack grabbed his hand and crunched his knuckles.
"Owch! Feisty one aren't you?" Roger stood up with his freshly bruised knuckles.
"You deserved it.." Jack grumbled, slowly standing up and swinging his fist at Roger's stomach. Roger grabbed Jack's fist and shook his head.
"You've already lost Jack, Ralph's mine.." Roger let go of Jack's fist.
"No he isn't!"
"If we continued fighting you'd end up dead anyway.."
"How'd you know that?"
"'Cause I'm a fucking sociopath, duh.." Ralph laughed and gave Jack one last shove but since Jack wasn't expecting it he fell back onto the ground.
Roger then sprinted off.
"You motherfucker!" Jack shouted; standing up and clicking his shoulder back into place.