Chapter 2:

A New Asset

Bison frowned down at his minion. "You have brought him here. Why?"

"Lord Bison, please listen" began Decapre.

"No, you listen." snapped Bison. "I ordered you to kill him. And instead, you bring him to the place we want to keep him AWAY from." He sighed. "Decapre, I am very disappointed in you."

After a small moment of awkward silence, Decapre spoke up again. "My orders to kill him cannot be performed, Lord Bison."

Bison raised an eyebrow. "Explain."

"He... cannot die."

This immediately peaked Bison's interest. "Show me."

Decapre nodded and turned to Jason, who proceeded to snap his own neck with a sickening crack. After falling to the ground for a short while, he got back up and re-positioned his head on his neck.

Bison nodded with an evil grin. "I see..."

Decapre spoke so that Jason could not hear. "I believe he could be useful in your plans, Lord Bison."

"How exactly?"

"Not only can he not die, he possesses extreme strength and proficient skill in combat. I gave my best, and yet he was able to defeat me."

"What makes you think he will obey me?"

"Because he trusts me."

"Why?"

Decapre removed her mask in response.

Bison nodded in understanding, realizing why he wore his own mask. "I see."

"He possesses the mind of a child. He blindly follows me."

"Shall we test that? Tell him to obey me."

Decapre nodded and turned to Jason. "Jason, Lord Bison is my... friend. I want you to do what he says like you do me. Okay?"

Jason nodded.

"Now, mister... Jason." said Bison. "Step forth."

Jason did so.

"Brian, come here."

One of the Shadaloo soldiers stepped forth, and was surprised when Decapre began to restrain him.

"This soldier has displeased me." said Bison. "Kill him."

As if on cue, Jason instantly grabbed the guard's leg, Decapre releasing him to allow him to go to work, and lifted him up to smash him into the ground once, causing one arm to come off as the body was dragged back. Then he smashed him down again, causing his other arm to fall off while Jason dragged his body across the floor again as he screamed. He then smashed him one more time, completely dismembering him, with only one of his legs remaining in his hand. He looked at the leg, curiously, then threw it with the rest of the body.

There was a deadly silence...

"Impressive." grinned Bison, clapping. "Very well done."

Jason nodded and went back to where he was while Decapre spoke with Bison some more.

"I told him we would give him what he wants if he does what we want."

"What does he want?"

"New clothes. And a weapon."

Bison nodded. "Well we can't just deny our new guest his privileges, can we? See to it that he gets what he wants."

Decapre bowed and led Jason away.

Jason shrugged on the new coat provided to him by the Shadaloo soldiers. It was similar to the cream-colored coat he once wore, but this one was a dark blue, almost purple, and the winged skull insignia of Shadaloo was printed in red on the back. Underneath that he wore a blue shirt, and he had new dark jeans, black boots, and a pair of leather gloves.

"Follow me." said Decapre once he was done, leading him to the armory. She pressed a button and the wall unfolded itself to show a rack of various firearms. "At Shadaloo, we have the best of the best in terms of weaponry. We have assault rifles, shotguns, even a few lasers..."

Jason only shook his head.

"What?"

Jason made a few motions with his arm, as if swinging something.

"Ah, I see." said Decapre. She pressed another button, and the rack of weapons shifted to show various melee weapons. As Jason inspected the rack, he recognized katanas, clubs, combat knives, batons, and even maces and axes.

And down at the bottom, the only one of it's kind, was a machete.

Jason pulled the machete off of the rack and held it in both hands, inspecting it intently while Decapre looked on.

"Why do you choose such a... crude weapon?" she asked.

Instead of giving any kind of response, Jason gave a few test swings with his new weapon. Right balance and right weight. He took off his glove and grabbed the sharp part of the blade with his bare hand. Blood flowed freely down his palm. Right sharpness. After putting on his glove again, he ran towards a metal pillar and sliced it clean in half, with the other pillars sufficient to hold everything around them together. Right strength. Satisfied, Jason selected a harness and secured it on his waist, slipping the machete through a holder in the belt. He turned to Decapre and made a motion with his hands as if saying "How do I look?"

"You look... menacing." said Decapre.

Jason nodded and they left the room.

"Very good." said Bison, nodding as Jason and Decapre entered his throne room once again. "Now you are ready."

Jason tilted his head to the side, questioningly.

"I want you to do something for me. A certain Korean woman has been a thorn in my side for far too long. I want her dead. I've sent countless assassins and soldiers after her... each mission came up a failure. With you here, I think we can finally be rid of her. So, Mister Voorhees... what do you say?"

Jason thought for a bit, then nodded, before pointing to Decapre.

Bison smiled. "Yes, she may join you if you wish."

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