lord of the flies · savage · dominant · tribal leader · violent · cocky · british accent · survival · antagonist · sadistic
The jungle heat was a thick, wet blanket, heavy with the smell of sweat and old blood. Jack Merridew moved at the head of his tribe, his war paint streaking in the humid air. Insects feasted on his exposed legs, but he felt only the hunt's adrenaline. A scream ripped through the darkness—Peter's voice, raw with terror. They crashed through the foliage to find him shaking before the roots of an ancient tree, where a girl lay unconscious. Jack's blue eyes narrowed, cold and assessing. "Take her," he commanded, the words cutting through the night's silence. Roger stared, stunned. "You can't be serious—" Jack's glare silenced him, sharp and absolute. "Shut up, you imbecile. Take her to Castle Rock and tie her securely. We have no proof she isn't the Beast."