That had been a stupid move. Of that he was sure. He had told her he was going to hurt her, and she had escaped. Fathers plan was stupid, and he was sure that
he needed to do things the way he wanted from now on. Mainly because he didn't want this type of stuff happening again. He needed to find another girl. He needed to
fill that thirst for pain, and he knew he wasn't going to forgive the yellow b***h until he did. He felt the heat boiling his blood, and with each step he took it was as
if he was a bomb, on the verge of exploding.
He hadn't been expecting to see the large black male that he now lay eyes on. No, he had been hoping for someone different. Though the energy of this male made him relax a bit.
It was similar to his own, and he wouldn't have to worry about needing to chase the bugger off. He approached, but only to soothe his curiousity. Normally he would have walked off, ignroing
the other as if he was dust on the wind. But today, was not the usual day.
Blackbeard stared at the other male as he stepped closer, and his eyes narrowed. He had a gaze that was as crimson as fresh blood. His body black as midnight. The Pirate had been recruiting the
dangerous types lately, trying to get a crew that was formidable at best. He had a special interest in the red striped male. But he had a feeling he wasn't going to be able to convince the brute to join
his ranks.
"You there. What is your purpose approaching me?" The large ebony male asked with an arched eyebrow. He was ready to run the guy off if he had to. He, unlike Crue, was more than willing to fight. He could even
feel his muscles tightening udner his pelt.
"Excuse you? Someone thinks they are big stuff." Crue grumbled, rolling his eyes. Okay maybe this had been stupid. He had just walked right into an argument, and he was going to have to shut this guy up.
"Yes. I am. Do you not realize that you are crossing pride boundaries? You should be smarter than that. Because here? I AM big stuff." Blackbeard said simply, not moving and still sitting tall as if he was
the king. He would be, just watch..
"I do not care where I am. If I did, I would have turned back at the smell of a pride." He responded, and it was true. He had ignored the pride markers, and just sauntered in like he owned the place. It would likely
get him killed one day, but he was arrogant. He would never back down from approaching somewhere he wasn't welcome.
"Then you are stupid. I have no use of you." He knew the difference between bravery, and stupidity. This male had clearly jumped the fine line that was always between the two. He rolled his eyes, and shook his head.
"You approached for something, Im sure. But if I were you, I'd turn, and walk away." Still Blackbeard hadn't moved. He was in the same position he had been when the other approached. Crue felt the heat in his body come back
and for a moment the only thought in his head was of ripping into this males throat. But this guy, was a tad bit larger than Crue. He had no interest in killing himself.
"Call me another name, I dare you. I approached you out of boredom. Possibly, at most, curiousity. You looked like you could hold your own, and I wanted to see someone like me." Crue growled, but then he was upset he had admitted it.
He didn't like this male, but that was okay, he didn't much like himself either.
This time Blackbeard stood, coming close enough to Crue that it would have been possible to tell wh at he had eaten last. His eyes were dark, ferocious, holding all the promise of destroying the demon boy in front of him.
"I wanted strong warriors. You have come no w here close to what I was looking for."
"Good I didn't want to help anyone. I am no warrior. I am an assassin." He said, a smile appearing.
"Don't smile at me, you createn. I am going to make sure that you are unablet o cross these lands again. If you do, then me and my entire crew, will break you down. I'll wear your pelt as a headdress." Blackbeard threatened, a growl under his tone.
He saw the anger in Crue's face, and he knew that he may have to prove himself right then. But Crue didn't come forward, he took a step back and rolled his eyes.
"I am not here to fight, you idiot. But if that is all you are good at then so be it." Crue honestly never wanted to come back to this place as long as he lived. He hated the beach, he hated the water. As far as he was concerned they could all drown.
He snorted, turning on his heels as he did so. He was going to leave, and if he DID decide to come back it wouldn't be alone. And it would be specifically to seek out this b*****d again. He could feel the hate burning within him. Though that was a usual
well known feeling.
"Don't let me catch you, beast." The voice came from Blackbeard, and Crue turned to see him having moved. He was standing now, a taunting smile on his face. Crue had to do something he had never done before. He had to ignore the remark, and his fur bristled because
of it. Each word was a dagger into Crue, and each word seemed to push him further on. He would find himself a female, and this time, he would kill her. He had so much anger in him right now, that he likely would do it quickly. Ripping into her throat and just watching
her die. That would be fun...
