*This will be in 3rd pov. The others will not.*
(Who do you think will win?)
~~~Licking the sweat on his lips, the cannibal without eyes growled. Digging his sharp nails into his palm, ripping the skin, he held his faithful scalpel close to him. Laughing Jack stood across from him, a devilish smirk rested on his face, scanning the other Jack that was ready to pounce.
"Y'know, this is a selfish move of you, little Jackie." The clown chuckled, seeing the anger behind the body language of brunet male.
"You knew this was going to happen." Eyeless Jack snaps, snarling his teeth. He wore his classic navy blue mask, hiding the emotions on his face for now. Eyeless Jack was breathing heavily, excited to see the blood of the clown's seeping through his fingers.
The tension between the two started to grow thicker, both of them waiting to see who was going to move first.
"Did I? Hmmm, maybe you're right! You're nothing but an ignorant slob." Laughing Jack cackles, throwing his head back while his hands rest on his stomach. Eyeless snaps, wasting no time to lunge at the clown. Eyeless Jack was swift on his feet, trying to make his footsteps silent with all the leaves around them, lying peacefully on the ground.
Laughing Jack heard the footsteps rushing at him, making him concentrate back at the angered male. He tilts his head to the side, fascinated that he got the calm and collected, used to be, college student so pissed. The eyeless male jumps onto a rock that as in front of him, slowing him down a bit before jumping onto the clown, but Laughing Jack simply disappears from his sight.
Eyeless Jack crumbles to the ground, growling at himself before hitting the ground with his fists. Groaning, Jack pushes himself up quickly, feeling a presence behind him. Whipping behind him, his scalpel raised in the air, he was ready to stab at the clown. Before that could happen, the laughing clown grabs ahold of his arm, twisting it to the side like it was no problem at all. Jack cries out in pain, breathing harshly through his sharp teeth.
"You make me laugh, Jackie."
Laughing Jack chuckles, sinking his claws into the cannibal's arm, watching as he tries to yank his arm away from the clown. Blood began to soak through Eyeless Jack's dark blue hoodie, making him groan in pain.
"At least people don't think I look like P-Pennywise." Eyeless Jack growls, feeling a large hand wrap around his throat and lifts him off the ground.
"Pennywise can go burn in hell for all I care!" Laughing Jack snarls, throwing Eyeless Jack forcefully at a nearby tree. A sickening crunch echoed as Jack made contact with the hardened object, making him scream out in pain.
"Let that be a lesson for calling me Pennywise." The clown chuckles evilly, watching the cannibal slowly rise from the ground. "Oh, come on! I thought you were better than this!" Eyeless Jack felt blood trickling down his forehead, making its way down to his lips. He licks it away as he stood back onto his feet, grimacing as pain shot throughout his entire body.
A deep growl erupts in his throat, wanting to tear the clown apart. The sun was setting slowly, illuminating the two men fighting as if they were on stage in front of an audience. Looking down at his hands, Jack sees that his scalpel is long gone, somewhere under all the leaves when he was thrown.
"I knew you were problematic since the day I met you." Eyeless Jack mutters, staggering back and forth. They slowly began to circle each other, Eyeless Jack's fist was raised to his face as Laughing Jack was calm about everything, amused by Eyeless change in demeanor.
"You know I could just end you right there and then? You're like a human as I am greater than those disgusting beings."
"Do it! I DARE YOU!" Eyeless Jack shouts, glaring as he sees the clown shrug.
"If you wish." Eyeless jumps in surprise when Laughing Jack teleports in front of him and grabs him by the shoulders. Eyeless Jacks' hands shot up, wrapping them around the clowns' wrist as they slowly dug into his shoulders. The man without eyes hissed, trying to get the clown away from him before bending over in pain. A blunt force stabbed him right in the gut before it came back and hit him right where his nose should be on his mask. The demonic clown chuckles, watching as Eyeless Jack's mask cracks before he rips it from his face, throwing it away from them.
Blood ran down Eyeless's face, his nose was broken, or so it seemed. He was panting, clearly in pain while trying to catch his breath after it was knocked out of him. His hoodie was soaked in blood from his shoulders down to his arms, as for Laughing Jack, he was untouched.
"Might as well end this now." The clown giggles, raising his claw-like hands in the air before slashing down at Eyeless Jack. Coughing up blood, Eyeless Jack glances down at the clown's hand that was stabbed through his stomach.
"You got your wish~" Laughing Jack released Eyeless, watching as he slowly fell onto his knees.
Jack raised his hands to his wound in his stomach, slowly coughing up blood before collapsing onto the ground.
"Pathetic." Laughing Jack spat, staring down at the corpse of his old friend.
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*I hope this was okay for 3rd person since both of their names are Jack >~<*
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