The True Real Best Friend of the Doll

"J...?" Eternity whispered, her voice quivering with both shock and relief.

"Hey, D," J replied, his voice calm and steady. "I haven't seen you in a while."

"You fucker!" Jakob spat. His fury was so immense that they could both feel the heat.

He swung his other arm in an attempt to attack J, but J was faster. He expertly twisted Jakob's arm behind his back, the motion so swift and precise that Jakob's face contorted in pain.

"Ouch! What the--" Jakob cried out.

Everything seemed to happen in a blur.

The movements were so quick that Eternity could barely follow what was happening. One moment, Jakob was still struggling against J's hold, and the next, she heard a loud 'thud' as Jakob was forced to the ground. J had Jakob pinned, both arms twisted behind his back in a strong grip.

"Call security," J ordered in an authoritative voice.

Eternity nodded, her eyes wide with a mix of panic and awe.