I know that Jason isn't suppose to talk but it's fanfiction and the only way this story could work is if he talked. Sorry to those who doesn't like him speaking :/
She woke up feeling dazed, her nose was throbbing and she had a giant headache. The first thing she remembered was her brother dying, she loved him with all her heart but he was a beast. She wiped the sleep from her eyes and saw a pile of dead bodies, the smell was rotten! She back up and hit something solid. She held her breath, maybe if she stayed still it might think she was a tree... that's not gonna work. She turned her head and saw Godzilla from the night before. She went to scream but it lumped up in her throat like a train crash. She saw a rat and said the first thing she could think of.
"BITE RAT, BITE" she sighed, if only the rat was the rat from teenage ninja turtles... She looked back at the masked man and knew he was probably laughing "DONT YOU MOCK ME!" She shouted feeling angry, but froze realising who was in charge and who was the one carrying a giant machete.
"You don't get to make orders around here" He said, his voice was husky and ruff. She felt herself blush from humiliation; she frowned and crossed her arms.
"And you do!" She sarcastically stated.
"Matter of fact, yes I do" She can imagine him smugly grinning, she sulked slightly and thought 'This isn't playful teasing, I'M TALKING TO A MURDERER!'
"Listen, no-one tells me what to do" She sternly threatened. He glared and she backed away "Okay, maybe I'll make an exception for you!"
"Calm down, remember I saved you last night" He said, clearly stating a point.
"Oh yeah cause chasing me around with a sword-thing really is saving me" She rolled her eyes. He tensed up and stormed out, slamming the door- wait! There was a door! She mentally slapped herself. A awkward silence filled the room, she stood up and walked over to the door. She stratched her head and felt stupid for even thinking of apologising.
"I'm sorry just... I kinda get snappy, like what most people do when a giant masked man with a sword thingy-"
"MACHETE" He shouted.
"-chases you, kills your brother and then takes you somewhere that you didn't even know exists" She awkwardly said. She heard him sigh and he strolled back in.
"My mum was right" He said, she raised an eyebrow and folded her arms.
"Where is your mum?" She asked, hoping that she wasn't here. If her sons batshit crazy then her brains must be a bag full of cats... crazy. She shuddered and shook her head.
"In my head" Her eyebrow was raised even higher, damn he was the one with the brains that resembled a bag full of cats!
"Excuse me, that isn't a good sign living with voices in your head, maybe you should get some therapy-"
"Do you even know what happened here?" He asked, sitting down and opened his legs in a relaxed slouch.
"Well, does it look like it?" She rolled her eyes, Jason felt like ripping those eyes out it was really annoying him. Maybe if she rolled them enough times they'll roll out of her head, he smirked and felt glee.
"This is gonna be a loonnngg night" He murmured to himself.
