Jacob Behney Fight Novels & Stories

Strong hands still gripping the unconscious attacker. The farmer from the garden. Jacob. Atlas felt something strange twist in his chest again. Jacob looked up. Their eyes met. For a moment, the battle around them faded into background noise. Jacob stood slowly, breathing hard. “You alright?” he asked. His voice was deeper than Atlas expected. Atlas nodded slowly. “Yes.” Another bandit rushed toward them. Jacob grabbed the fallen attacker’s sword and swung it with surprising skill. The clash of metal rang through the air. Atlas was surprised because farmers didn’t fight like that.

“Right. Let’s end this.” We charge into the fight, shoulder to shoulder. I can feel the rush of power as my fists make contact with vampire after vampire. Their bodies crumple in front of me, but I don’t stop. Every movement is a blur—punch, kick, twist, break. I spot Jacob. He’s fighting like a demon, his wolf form a blur of muscle and fury. But he’s not the same as he was before. There’s something darker in his eyes. He’s not just fighting the vampires—he’s fighting us. I can see it in his movements. The betrayal stings in my chest like a fresh wound.

Miller, who had hidden in an abandoned warehouse without food or water for ten days just to film this, was now insisting it was evidence. He ignored the Director's scorn. His bloodshot eyes remained glued to the screen. "Just watch." He rushed over, his finger trembling as he hit pause, then zoomed in on the image. And zoomed in again. Until the back of the neck of one of the fighters, a man called "the Beast," filled the entire screen. The fighter was being ground into the mat by his opponent, sweat and blood washing over his skin. On the back of his neck was a twisted, burned scar.

And Jacob was one. However, just as Xenon sent in more bodyguards, someone stabbed Jacob at his calf, and the cut was so deep that he staggered and fell over. Immediately, a few guys jumped at him. Xenon reacted quickly. He threw a high kick at one of the guy's heads and snatched the knife off his hand just before he fell over, then he charged at the other guys with the knife, slicing and cutting them mercilessly. He held Jacob with one arm and was ready to fight the rest.

Sage’s white wolf against Beth’s brown one. Beth was fresh. Strong. Ready. Sage was exhausted. Injured. Running on pure will. The fight started. Beth attacked immediately. Fast and brutal. Targeting Sage’s injuries. Sage tried to defend but she was too slow. Too weak. Beth got her pinned within minutes. Jaws at her throat. “Submit.” Sage refused. Struggled. Got free. They fought more. Sage landing a few hits but taking more damage. Blood dripped from multiple wounds. She was losing. Badly.

I nodded my head and closed the mind-link. Later, the whole crowd assembled in the training ground where Jacob and Fiarra were going to fight. Even the allies alphas were curious to know who will win. Genelia was sad to see her children fighting like greedy cats for a throne. I put my hand on Genelia’s shoulder and assured her that everything will be alright. I hope that Jacob’s plan will become successful or we all have to deal with the consequences. “Like always, today i will beat your ass again.” Fiarra was confident in her skills.

Jake appeared in front again and said, "A brilliant performance from Unique identity which sends Fleabag back and out of the tournament, now I would like to request to miss rosy again to please take the names out and let us know the next fight." Rosy removed the names and Jake announced the next fight, "Fight no 6 will be against Nestfree vs Rooster". Nestfree was a druid and rooster was a swordsman, the fight was again one-sided, and the winner was declared soon and as everyone expected it was rooster.

The man left the circle and signaled for the fight to begin. There was no hesitation, both Jackson and Liam lunged for each other. Liam landed a shoulder on Jackson’s chest which didn’t seem to faze him. Jackson then started to knee Liam in the stomach. Jackson grabbed Liam by the scruff of the neck, pulling his head up and punched him, closed fist, in the face.

I saw the look on Scott’s face turn from fear to something else as Nate whispered something in his ears, and he nodded as he headed towards the first man. “The fight may begin.” Beta Stephens said and before he could even move a finger, he felt a big punch hit him in the chin, sending him flying backward. He was still for a long time. “Is he dead?”

Besides, he ambushed Leon without warning, and thus, there was no way Leon could defend himself in time! "Tsk, what an amateur!" Leon sneered and rose to the occasion. Jacob's level was at the Peak Innate State, which was almost on par with Leon, and truth be told, if Jacob picked his battles carefully, he would have lasted longer in the fight. However, Jacob was too arrogant to admit defeat and instead insisted on proving himself to be the better fighter, which ultimately would lead to his demise.