hey everybody how goes it? guess what i haaaave? thats right another chapie-ter for you'z, but first let me deal with the review things, okay? promise it wont be long.
Reviews:
Wolfthezero: Yeah it is good to see Lily laughing instead... but maybe not so much in this chapter lol. and yeah, you know a sweet spot, a girl kisses it (or really anyone touches it) and it really turns you on! yeah that.
Sergeant Daniel: yes, Victor is modeled after Nikolai from CoD: zombies. beautiful huh? thank Madork Gunna for that one.
Anime Girl 593: yup, only 8 chapie-ter left... THANK GOD THATS ONLY FOR THE FIRST ARC LMFAO we still have five or six arcs left I wanna do. I dont know, I mean i personally haven't read my own story yet (too busy writing it lol) to see if its like a real book, but if it is then DAMN IM GOOD lol (doubt it) and yeah that was nice. originally I was gonna kill them off, and not have them in the story, but i figured what the hell, right... umm... wait what?... WHAT! NO YOU CANT DIE ON US! QUICK, SCREW THE REST OF THE REVIEWS- READ! READ!
King Kubar: thanks man. yeah i needed to make it more believable, so i had jason get hurt. cause you know its not really believable if the FANFIC of an ANIME was unbelievable ya'know? (lol jk) and thats good to hear man, glad to know it has that kind of affect on ppl. and see I used to have a friend who had a southern accent, so when I have Duke speak, I think of him.
LupusAvius: Thanks. yeah im working on it, cause like I said before even though this is a FANFIC for an ANIME its just NOT REAL enough (you guys see what I did there :3 lol)
Gureifox: i know right, like a breath of fresh air. but it wont last for long :}
Madork Gunna: thanks man, really means alot. those two movies are flippin awesome!
Everything was quiet on the second night of being in the arena. All Hell broke loose in this world of dead souls. No one every would have thought that something like this would happen. In one day it took hold of Jason's life and made him destroy everything he cared about with a smile. And the list of his problems just got more and more extravagant. There were always things getting in his way, the living and the undead. People just always got in the way. And now here was one more thing to add to the list: Lily. A little girl he found in the arena of a jail, forced to fight for the entertainment of others. The tears she shed burned her skin every night she lived. And even though the scratches and bruises on and around her body will disappear with time, the scars burned within her flesh shall never heal. The pain she endured will never fade from her memories. Jason watched as said girl ran around the cell block chasing a giant Russian, wielding his AK-47, which he foolishly allowed her to hold, until she turned it on him. Nothin' scarier than an eight year old girl aiming a rifle at you with a smile on her face, Jason thought to himself his a chuckle. Memories of the time Clare got a hold of an MG42 and chased him around the house shooting at him because he 'had the nerve to attack her gummy bear army'. Good times, he closed his eyes smiling gentle, Ah, I can still taste Sergeant strawberry. Damn gummy bear almost cost me my life! Then out of nowhere someone grabbed Jason's jacket, hoisting him up.
Jason opened his eyes to see a petrified Victor. "TAG! IT IS YOUR TURN TO BE HER BITCH!" he yelled, running to hide around the corner.
As if on cue, Lily came up the stairs with an evil smirk carved onto her face as her eyes shined with a dark gleam. "Jason~," Lily crooned.
"Y-y-es, Lily?" Jason's face would have been a mask of indifference, if it weren't for the fear that was eminent in his features s he took a step back.
"Would you like to play with me?" Lily's sweet smile contradicted the gun in her hands.
"That depends, are you gonna shoot me if I say no?" Jason asked, truly curious as to that verdict.
"Maybe~..." Her sweet voice made that one word feel so full of malice and joy.
Jason chuckled dryly, lifting his hands up in a defensive manner as he slowly walking backwards as Lily stepped towards him. Jason quickly turned around, running pass the turn-off towards the far staircase. As the auburn haired girl ran after him, laughing manically, Victor crept out from behind the corner towards the stairs, only to be stopped as someone shot the ground in front of him. The Russian slowly turned around to see the evil little girl, spinning around in circles because of the recoil. "Where do you think your going, Giant?"
Victor's blood would be boiling from the comment, but seeing as this little girl had his gun aimed at him, he wasn't going to try and take it so he chose to run. Lily ran after him, laughing with a smile on her face. And then, as if to add fuel to the flames of joy, Jason was seen running towards Victor and Lily. When he realized this, he skidded to a stop, a horrified look on his face, as Victor passed him, and ran the other way. Five minutes. It took five minutes for this sick game of tag to end. Jason ran pass Victor into a doorway, while Victor passed him. When Lily came into view, he jumped out of hiding and tackled Lily to the ground, never letting her touch the cement. She tried to struggle, but Jason took the time to tickle her until she lost her grip on the rifle. Victor then took this opportunity to seize his gun. When it was n his possession once again, he hugged it as if it were a matter between life or death. Jason laughed as he tickled the little auburn haired girl, teasing her as she struggled against him. But of course, something always had to come and ruin their fun.
"Hey, you three!" A guard yelled, walking towards them, "Come with us. Carlos wants a word with you."
Victor gave a sideways glance at Jason, who payed him no mind, as he helped Lily up before turning to the guards. When Lily saw the guard, she grabbed Jason's leg, hiding herself behind him. "Aw, does he want an autograph?" he teased, causing the guards to grit their teeth. "Whatever. Take us to your leader."
Jason and the others were led out of the cell block and to the wardens office. The whole while Jason was busy admiring the jail. He was constantly looking around, being as the closest he got to a jail was the jail cells at the police station. As they passed the front gate, Victor leaned over to Jason. "What are you doing, Comrade?" Jason grunted and shrugged in response as they approved the wardens office. The three were led inside, their eyes widened at the sight. The office was completely furnished and had a 52" plasma screen TV, chairs, a table with various foods on it, and a stereo that was playing Punk Bitch by 3OH!3. Carlos was sitting in a chair at a table filled with food, chewing on a cheese burger. When he caught sight of his guests he motioned for everyone to leave. A few of them gave him a look of shock, but ultimately obeyed him, except for five of them, who were obviously meant to be there. Still having food in his mouth, he gestured at the three seats in front of him. Victor and Lily looked at Jason, who sat on the left of Carlos' chair without a second thought. After the other two sat down, Lily on Jason's right side and Victor on her right, Carlos swallowed his food and began to talk.
"Please mis invitados, help yourselves," Carlos gestured to the food on the table, "There is plenty." Obliging him Jason grabbed a cheese burger, followed shortly by Victor and Lily. Victor attacked a stack of BBQ ribs, while Lily ate some chicken nuggets. Carlos watched them with mild amusement as they all enjoyed the meal. Victor's eyes were on the ribs, Lily's closed as she chewed her nuggets, and Jason's were traveling the room.
There was nothing of any real intrigue. Of course Jason recognized Studder and Haru, but none of the others rang a bell. The people in the room were or many races sure, but the all looked like the were on edge. All except for two, who didn't pay any mind to Jason or the others. The first has a male, sitting in a lazy boy in front of the TV playing Kingdom hearts II. He had short wavy hair that was green on one side and blue on the other, along with his eyes, which was one blue eye and one green. He wore a black jacket with a bloody wolf fang on the back, dark gloves with skulls on them, red tinted black pants and black hiking boots. The other was a girl who was laying back on a couch, reading a book. She had long hair that was dyed in three levels. The top was dark purple, the middle was dark green, and the bottom was a dark red. Well, someone's lacking color coordination, Jason thought to himself. The girl felt Jason's gaze upon her and turned to meet it. Her black eyes greeted Jason's green and amber eyes with slightly less intrigue than she already had. When she turned away from him, Jason's words sounded in his mind, She totally wants me... The girl wore tight black T-shirt with a skull in the front. Black skinny jeans, and steel-tipped hiking boots. A coughing sound forced Jason to turn back to a, slightly amused, smirking Carlos. "Mind telling us why you brought us here? Or did you really just want an autograph?" Jason's sarcasm was in a teasing form, as Carlos smiled proceeding.
"Down to business right after the meal, sí?" Carlos closed his eyes for a moment before opening them and, this time the resolve in his eyes ease some of the tension in the room. "How abut some dessert first?" The plates on the table were removed from sight and replaced by plates of brownies, cookies, cakes, candies, etc. A large bowl of ice-cream was placed in front of each of them. The light in Lily's eyes grew immensely as she dug in, chewing on cookies and ice-cream happily. Jason tried to take his time with his, but that didn't necessarily go well. Though there was no mess, the large bowl of mint chocolate chip, french vanilla, and cookie dough ice-cream was gone in under three minutes. Victor was much the same, but figured they had time to savor his rocky road, chocolate, and strawberry ice-cream, which he modified by adding pieces of brownies, snickers, and other sweets. Jason raised an eyebrow at an either slightly disturbed or slightly disgusted expression. "I see..."
"Look this is all very nice of you Carlos," Jason thanked him, "But what's the point?"
"Well, you see, because you made it to night tres, I have arranged this banquet for the three of you to discuss what you will do for mañana por la noche." Carlos explained as he watched the three eat, well two seeing as who Jason was just nibbling on brownies and cookies. "You see you a choice. You can either do what the other niños do and wait out your last days. Or you can challenge one of my tenientes for they're place at my side, and earn your freedom."
Jason looked around the room one more time, now realizing what the others were doing there. "And these are the lieutenants we'll have to fight?" he asked, eying the others. Jason noticed one of them glaring at him, his hand twitching toward the gun at his side. He smirked, grabbing a cookie. "Think fast!" he shouted, throwing it towards him. The guy lifted his gun and aimed at Jason, but was stopped when Victor's arm shot up and plucked the cookie out of the air.
"Thank you, Comrade, I was in need of more sugar biscuits!" he smirked, giving Jason a knowing smile.
Jason grinned idiotically, "No problem, bud!"
Carlos chuckled lightly, also knowing the truth behind Jason's cookie attack. He watched as Lily threw a mini Reese's peanut buttercup up in the air for Jason to catch. She giggled as he missed and it bounced of his nose and fell in his eye. Jason cringed for a moment, but was smiling and laughing none-the-less. This irked Carlos a little, how carefree he could be at such a time.
"So," Jason said, chewing the evil piece of chocolate, "how does it work? Do we get to pick who we want to fight, or what? How's it go?"
"You are somewhat correct, señor Jason," Carlos nodded, "You will pick the lieutenant you wish to replace. Then tomorrow night you and your adversario will face of against veinte undead. After you kill every last one, you will fight each other... A la muerte..."
"I see. In that case I'll fight him." Jason announced, pointing at Haru, who jumped on the spot. Everyone looked at Haru, who was trembling, to Jason, who had a proud smile on his face.
Carlos, however, looked considerably disappointed, but nodded none-the-less. "And you, señor Victor?"
Victor put down a cookie and his spoon, and looked around the room, sizing up the competition. He then saw a well build guy, maybe in his late twenties- early thirties. He seemed like a good enough challenge and picked him. The mans name was Clayton Danvers. He was a well build man, 6'3", with shoulder length blonde hair and clear blue eyes. He wore a black T-shirt that clung to him, showing off what was hidden, and light blue jeans.
"And you, señorita?"" Carlos turned to Lily.
"Sorry, but she wont be competing for her third day." Jason answered for her. Victor looked at Jason with a shocked expression, along with Lily. Her heart began to break as she listened to his words. "Lily's too young to fight fifty of Them, let alone one of these lieutenants. So when Victor and I leave tomorrow, she wont be coming."
"Jason!"
"Jason, no, please!" Lily pleaded, but Jason smiled at her kindly.
"Sorry, sweetheart, but you'll just die tomorrow if we can't help you. So there's really no point in having burden such as yourself with me anymore!" Jason's smile and cheerful tone countered the words that left his mouth.
"and I can agree with you," Carlos nodded, "Such a lo jóvenes should not have to do such things. I know! How about if you win your fight, I will allow the señorita to stay with me among my lieutenants. How does that sound?"
Sounds like a plan!" Jason said, standing up, "We done here?"
"Not just yet," Carlos chided, "I would like to speak with you in private, por favor?"
"Sure, why not. Wait for me outside." Jason told Victor, who grumbled something under his breath angrily as he led Lily out the door with the out lieutenants. "So what did you wanna talk about?"
"When you first can here, i didn't like you, cabrone. I hear thing about you that just irritates me. but then i see you here, in my arena, and I gain a new found respect for you." Things got quiet after that. Jason watched Carlos think with an amused air about him. After much thought, Carlos spoke again. "Jason how would you like to be one of my tenientes?"
"What?" Jason was taken back by the request as he raised an eyebrow at the Latino leader.
"You heard me, amigo. I've watched you compete in my juegos. The way you fight it was... más allá de las palabras! So much power! So much ferocidad!Join me- be one of mine, and I promise you, you and your friends will be safe here. What do you say, socios?" Carlos stretched out his hand, willing Jason to accept it and become his tool.
Jason reached over, gaining Carlos a smirk, which quickly vanished when Jason pushed him hand away and stood up. "Sorry pal, but I got better things to do than be your lap-dog. So the answers 'no'." Jason looked down at Carlos, a smile on his face, "We done here?"
Carlos nodded, holding his smile in place. "Gracias, por la charla."
"Su bienvenida." Jason smirked, seeing the shock on Carlos' face made him laugh as he opened the door and walked away. A very angry Victor and tearful Lily followed him, followed shortly by a guard. Things were quiet at first, the only sound came from Jason's cuffed was about to say something, but was interrupted by Jason. "Don't worry, I have a plan. It'll be perfect."
"Hold the fuck up," Victor and Lily stopped and looked at him bewildered, "What are you talking about?"
Jason stopped to look over his shoulder at the two playfully. "We're going to escape!"
Duke was on the roof, taking something to himself. The night was a clear sky as Duke looked up at the moon. "At least that's the same no matter where I go." he said to himself. He cracked open a cold Miller High Life he brought back from a gas station. The roof was quiet and he liked that. He needed to be alone right now, to be with his thoughts.
"Oh great! Our leader is an underage alcoholic. And what is the same?" asked a voice from behind Duke. He turned to look over his shoulder to see Patricia climbing up to him. He chuckled at her statement.
"You welcome to call the cops or AA if you like. And I was talking about the moon. I have been all over the world in my short time on this Earth and the moon is something that is always the same. It makes me feel better." answered Duke. Patricia sat down beside him.
"I saw you come up here about ten minutes ago. Everything okay? You have been a little different ever since that zombie almost bit your arm." said Patricia.
Duke took a deep sip on his beer. "I got real scared. I'm wasn't scared of dying or turning into one of those things. I was cared I was going to get bit and leave you girls all alone on this world. I sure you could stay alive for awhile, but how long 'til Jason gets back? You might not make it that long. I was scared Sabrina might... Never mind. " said Duke with a sad look in his eye.
Patricia smiled. "Hold on a second. I get it now. The saving her, the cuddling. You like her don't you?" she smiled devilishly as she said this.
Duke got a little red as he replied. "Look I just spilled my damn guts to you and you come back with that! And I ain't got time for lovey dovey shit. I have to keep you girls safe. And on top of that now I have two more to worry about and mentor." said Duke avoiding the question.
"Yeah whatever Sergeant Serious. You like her and don't want to make a move because you're scared. Well have fun up here." she said leaving.
Duke threw his empty can at her laughing as it hit her square on the head. He looked back up the moon. It just seemed to calm him in every aspect.
"So you drink alone often?" asked a cockney voice.
Duke whirled around to see Piper trying to climb up. He went over to help her up. "No, it isn't something I do often. I just needed some thinking time. But it seems Duke thinking-time is going to keep getting visitors. Y'all have been at me more than a buzzard at a dead cow." he said walking back to his six pack with Piper. He offered her a beer, but she refused.
"Sorry I don't drink cold beer. You silly Americans and your ways of drinking." she said. She sat down next to him.
"You know I miss him too." he said in a solemn voice. She sat upright and looked at him. His eyes were blue pools of sadness.
"I guess I haven't really thought of how you were dealing with it. You and Jason are old buddies right? Well yeah, I miss him a lot." she said tearing up. She stood up as a tear came streaming own her face. "Well, I'll leave you to your thoughts." she said climbing down.
Duke was now again alone with his thoughts. He started to think about his family, and his father. He heard a creak at the opposite end of the roof. "Man you guys cannot leave me be can you?" he laughed loudly.
"Oh, I'm sorry." said a soft voice. Duke turned around to see Sabrina. She was in a large shirt and as far Duke could see just her underwear. "I come here from time to time to think." she said.
"Oh, well if that was what you are here for. I want you to be here. That's what I 'm here to do. Come on over." he said patting the seat beside him.
She strolled over and sat down. He opened another beer. "So what were you thinking about?" she asked in hushed, drowsy tone.
It was pretty late so he decide to answer quickly. "I was remembering some things that my dad told me before he died. I just checked my phone and my dad left me a message. He and my mother got bitten and took cyanide so that they didn't turn. He told me that the key to happiness is finding a woman that when all the romance is done will sit down and drink a cold one with you. Then I heard him say I love you and it ended." he said in a monotone voice. Sabrina put her hand over her mouth. He just told her about the death of his parents nonchalantly. "But don't worry about me, I have gotten over it. Just looking at the moon has calmed me. And I..." he said as he was stopped by a pair of emerald green eyes baring into his sky blues. Sabrina eyes were so sad, but beneath that was happiness.
"Hey, uh... Thanks," Sabrina said, smiling at Duke, "For bringing back my brothers."
"Oh, no problem," Duke's expression wasn't nearly as bad as his thoughts at the moment. She looked so radiant in the moons light. Her pale skin glowed like a lunar angel. The way the she looked tonight was... No!, Duke scolded himself, mentally shaking his head, You can't think like that right now.
"Well, I'm think I'm gonna head back down to the others now," Sabrina stood up and stretched.
Duke stared at her body as she stretched, the shirt beginning to ride up as her arms reached to the sky. His face flustered as a result. "yeah, um... G'night..."
"Night." Sabrina called out as she ran to the ladder that led to the window back into the house.
Finally, Duke thought, closing his eyes once again, feeling the pale light bring dim warmth to his heart. That was all that mattered. His mind was a t peace. The past few days didn't since all that back now that he was able to think about it. Just then, a voice boomed out to him. DAMNIT! "IS IT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR A LITTLE PEACE RIGHT NOW?" Duke snapped, turning to see Kai walking toward him.
"Ah, don't get your panties in a twist," Kai teased as he sat down next to him. Duke offered him a beer, which he took gratefully, "Don't mind if I do!" Kai cracked it open and and took a large gulp. "So," he shouted, "Whatcha thinkin' about?"
"A friend of mine." Duke answered vaguely.
"Oh, a girl, huh?" Kai smirked.
"If he was a girl, he'd be one ugly chick," Duke chuckled. He then shivered in disgusted as an image of Jason in a mini-skirt popped into his head for some reason.
"Oh, so your gay."
"I AIN'T GAY DAMNIT!" Duke punched Kai in the back of the head, making him spill his beer, while Kai laughed at his reaction.
"Geez, relax, i was just kidding!"
"Whatever," Duke mumbled, standing up, "I'm gonna head in now. I'm done thinking, so I think I'll get some rest."
Duke had just gotten to the ladder when he looked at Kai again. 'Hey when your done here, tell the girls to pack up, we're leaving tomorrow."
"Where we going?" Kai gave him a confused look.
"To look for our leader!" Duke grinned, which threw Kai off completely.
"Wait but I thought you were...?" Kai pointed at Duke uncertain.
"Aw, shucks no, I'm just fillin' in 'til that jackass gets back!" Duke turned away, climbing down the ladder, "See ya tomorrow!"
...Weird...
"Wait, so let me get this straight..." Victor and Lily had just caught the whole story from Jason, and were now trying to understand, "You are to sabotage fight, just so we can escape? We have final day tomorrow, why the fuck would we need to escape?"
"Because we wont have Lily with us." Jason's words snapped Lily's head to attention.
"S-so your not gonna l-l-leave me?" she asked, hope that was once gone returned to her eyes with a vengeance.
"Of course, Lily," Jason replied, ruffling her auburn hair, "Your my sister. There's no way in hell I'd leave you behind."
"Jason..." Lily's eyes began to water as they made it to the cell block. Some of the guards made sick jokes about her tears, but Victor and Jason just shrugged them off and went to their cell. Lily stayed with Jason again, falling asleep in his arms. He peaceful feeling he gave her helped her rest her eyes for another night. Jason also went to sleep. He plugged in his mp3 player and began singing along to My Black Dahlia by Hollywood Undead.
(The next day)
Jason was busy warming up for the days match. He was busy doing hot squats, while Lily counted, when Victor and the other survivors walked in on him. They were all talking about how to beat their opponent, weakness, strengths all that. But Jason paid them no mind. He focused his attention on his movements. But then that's when someone said those words.
"Your not gonna do it... You can't escape Carlos' arena."
Jason stood up and stretched his muscles, before walking over to the voice. The man named Priest was leaning against a wall in the back of the room. As Jason approached him, Jason noticed that Priest was glaring a him. Jason just smiled at him before speaking. "Why not?" he asked, standing in front of Priest now, "Why can't I do it, hm? Because it's impossible? Because there's no such thing as hope? Because I'm just a useless piece of trash who couldn't protect his family?" Priest's glare turned into a look of surprise and pain. "Maybe you shouldn't be telling me about your history and who you are, but I don't care. As long as you think your useless, then that's good for you- congrats- but don't you thing it's kinda sad that you have to crush everyone else' hopes just 'cause you have none?"
"WHAT DID YOU-"
Priest's eyes burned with hate as Jason punched him. He glared at Jason as he held his injured cheek. "Did I say you can talk?" Jason smiled down at him with feral condescension, "I don't think so. So next time you talk out of turn, I'll have to kill you... 'Kay?" Priest looked at Jason, a mix of emotions plagued him. How could this little kid dare to threaten him with a smile n his face. But Jason turned his back on the old man, and turned to the others. "Yes, we're going to escape." Everyone was a mass of questions, usually asked how he was gonna get all of them out. "Look I know it seems unlikely But trust me, I can do it. I can get you all out of here save and sound. You don't have to believe me- and I prefer you didn't- but I'm telling you I can get you out of here. If you'll believe me, i can do it." Everything was quiet for a few minutes. the only real sound was that hushed murmurs of people discussing what to do. Then Victor's Russian accent broke that silence.
"Come on shit-for-brain people! We give you opportune moment for freedom, and you don't dare take it? Your all a bunch of dumb fucks!" No one disagreed with him.
They all stayed silent, while Jason sat down and put on it boots. Lily gave Jason his sword as he pulled on his jacket. He thanked her and clipped the sheath onto one of his belts as he spoke, "Look I don't have time to think about details or anything. If you want my help, then tell me before I leave this room. Otherwise, stay here to rot until it's your turn to die in that hole around the corner." Jason, Victor, and Lily walked out the door, but as soon as Jason was about to fully pass through, someone reached out and grabbed his arm. "Hm?"
He looked up to see Priest. "You better keep your word and get us out of this hell hole."
"Of course," Jason grinned.
(Three hours later)
"Señoras y señores, welcome to a very special event today! Today is the day Jason and Victor will face-off uno-a-uno against a lieutenant! This is truly magníficos." Carlos announced to the mass of people, who roared in response. Their cheers, fuel to the fire that was Carlos' lust. The power that pulsed off his flesh was practically tangible. "Now then mis amigos, let me bring to you our fighters. Studder!"
The red headed announcer guy skidded into place as he began is intro's. "hey there, party people, how goes it?" Studder pointed at a doorway on the left. "Alright, alright, so one this side of the arena we have the Russian psychopath, the Vodka fountain, I'm talkin' about Victor Belinski!" Just then the Russian kicked open the caged door and stepped into the battle zone as his fans cheered him on. He struck a few poses, before Studder stopped him. "Alright, alright, we get it- your hott- big deal. Next we have the lieutenant he will be fighting with and against! He's the blonde devil, the Werewolf of the south, he is one big ass mother fucker! I'm talkin' about, Clayton Danvers!"
The doorway to the right opened up and out stepped the 6'4" muscle build maniac. He didn't have a gun with him, only a sledge hammer and a machete. He eyed Victor as a predator eyes its prey. So much hunger, it almost made Victor's skin crawl. Just then the doors opened up and twenty undead swarmed into the pit. Victor immediately opened fire on them, while Clayton didn't so much as move a muscle, as they approached them. When one was close enough, Clayton swung out his sledge hammer, slamming it into its face hard enough it flew back, falling into the group and knocking more of them down. Victor emptied the last of his clip into Them, as Clayton crushed the last ones head. Victor then turned to Clayton, who straightened up. The two locked gazes more a moment, looking over for any injuries or weaknesses the could exploit. Clayton then threw his hammer straight at Victor. Victor easily dodged the hammer, but didn't have enough time to dodge the fist that came into contact with his gut. Clayton then kicked him back, and drew his machete. As the Russian regained his breathe, he too released his machete from its bonds, shielding himself from the attack. The battle was a mix of swings and sparks, as both fighters tried their hardest to kill the other. The blood lust could be seen between them as the battle dragged out. So much power. So much intensity. It was almost too much for words. Victor blocked another of Clayton's swings, but the blonde devil whipped a kick at Victor's arm, knocking the blade from his hands. He then tried to stab him, but the drunk Russian pushed his attack wide, and aimed a punch dead center of his face. Victor then ran for his weapon. Clayton charged after him, trying to cut him off before he got to it, but Victor dropped to the ground and slid the rest of the way. When he captured his machete, victor round over, kicking his leg out and swept Clayton's legs out from under him. But as Victor went in for the killing blow, Clayton round out of the way. The two began to swing at each other again, blocking, dodging, and attacking at every second. Their dance was so deadly that the crowd stopped cheering. Too in awe to do anything but watch with anticipation.
Then it finally happened. Victor's attack was too wide and Clayton was able to use that to his advantage. He slice through the Russian's shirt, a line of blood spraying out, coating Clayton's arm. But all that stopped when a piercing pain shot through him like a bullet. "Even drunk, I am still too powerful for you." Blood poured out of his back as the blade exited his back, while Victor twisted it maliciously. Victor released the blade and kicked Clayton to the ground, walking away to grab something. Clayton's wide eyes from the shock widened even more, when he saw what victor had in his hands: his sledge hammer. Victor walked his way around Clayton as he tried to crawl away. That only provoked the Russian to stomp on the hilt of the machete, forcing it through Clay and into the ground, pinning the blonde devil in place. Clayton tried to beg for his life. Even if it was impossible for him to survive after this night, he didn't want to die like this. Victor stopped a pace away from his head. "This will hurt like syphilis. Believe me, I know," Victor answered his cries as he slammed the the sledge hammer down with lots of force, onto the head of its previous master. The head exploded like a watermelon falling off a house. It took a moment, but the crowds burst into cheers and wolf whistles, for Victor had just earned his freedom.
After everyone had been pushed out of the arena, to make room for the next fight, Studder can into view to do his intro's. "okay now that last fight... Was FUCKIN' AMAZING! So how about we keep the mood going with this next fight. On the left side we have the Demon of the west coast, the king of pain, the Wrath. Please everyone give it up for, Jason Wrathe!" The crowd broke into another set of cheers as Jason danced his way into the arena. He blow kisses to a few fangirls and flipped off their boyfriends, while Studder began the next intro. "And on the right side, for our lieutenant, we have the electronic mayhem, the technological bruiser, the...well Tech really... Give it up, for Haru 'Tech' Techatsumoto!" The cheers died down a little, but were none-the-less loud. Carlos sat up. He had been waiting for this fight. The hunger in his eyes growing. Then the doors opened up and more undead rushed their way inside for a meal. Haru rained fire on them with an FG41, while Jason slowly walked towards him. It didn't take long for Haru to kill the twenty zombies, so when it was done he turned to Jason and asked, "You ready?"
"Of course," Jason answered, drawing his old Beretta M9, taking aim instantly. But his aim was not directed at Haru. Instead, he aimed at the hanging walkway closes to the door. Haru did the same and the two shot at the chains holding it up. The crowd screamed in terror as the chains broke and they swung and smashed through the doors, opening it to the outside world. Carlos was outraged, but not as outraged as the prisoners who ran out of the barred doors and charged at the guards, taking their guns and making their way to freedom.
(Flashback)
"Alright so this is how its gonna go down," Jason explained his escape plan to everyone, "Me and my partner are gonna shoot down the walkway closest to the door. If we can drop that walkway, the force of the swing should help it break through the door. Then, while you guys escape; Me, Victor, Lily, and Tik will attack Carlos and the other Lieutenants as a distraction."
(End flashback)
When Jason saw Victor, Lily and Tik Running out of the doorways, he caught Victor's eye and nodded, signaling for them to start the distraction. Victor and Tik climbed up the fenced wall to where Carlos and his lieutenants sit and begin shooting the people around them. Tik swung at them his a crowbar, savoring every swing. This was what it was all about. Making other people suffer under his hand. The deranged smile on his face showed that he enjoyed every bit of it. He was over-flowing with pleasure as the blood of his victims painted his skin. If they hadn't caught his, nothing would have stopped his lust for power over life. Victor shot down a guard that was trying to attack Tik, but ran out of ammo. Haru threw him two full magazines, as him and Jason made their way to the wall. Haru climbed up, while Jason helped Lily up. When Haru grabbed onto Lily, she began to punch and kick at him wildly. He didn't blame her. He was the reason she was in this mess to begin with. He was the trust that dared to betray her, and he could never forgive himself for that. But he was hoping that maybe by doing this, by helping her escape, he could remedy some of the pain he caused her. When Lily was finally up, Jason climbed up, his eyes peeled looking around the room for someone. He found Carlos using one of his lieutenants as a shield. When Carlos looked over at him, feeling someones eyes on him, he glared at Jason's smile. The look in his eyes screamed of hatred and blood lust. He had his way toward Jason with his machete out, killing another that dared to block the view of his prey. The two met in the middle, swinging their weapons, Jason with his sheathed sword, and Carlos with his carbon fiber machete. Sparks danced as the blade clashed with the steel cased katana. Every swing was blocked with a wall of sparks as the two danced around the others. Every now and then someone would feel brave enough to attack one of the two, but was immediately proven wrong by Carlos. When he had finally had enough Carlos aimed a swing at his head, which Jason ducked under, only to get bashed in the face by Carlos' knee. He then kicked Jason in the abdomen, knocking the wind out of him as he fell to the floor. "You think you're better than me, hijo de puta? DO YOU?" Carlos emphasized his words with a kick to Jason's side. "I offered to have you at my side, cabrone. I could have made you! You would have been safe from Them, if only you worked for ME! But don't worry. You wont be making a fool out of me again, Esse." Carlos flipped Jason over as he drew his .45 colt revolver from his side, only to be taken back. Jason was smiling, big and wide, like an idiot. Before Carlos could move, Jason swept his feet out from under him, then dropped his elbow with as much force as he could onto Carlos stomach. Carlos shot up from the impact, suffocating from the lack of breath, his arms wrapped around his as Jason retrieved his revolver. "No..." Carlos forced out, turning on his side to glare a Jason through slitted eyes, "No me estaba ganando!"
"Yeah, you were winning," Jason grinned, "But only 'cause I let you. See I needed to get closer to you." Seeing the confused look Jason assumed was on Carlos' face, he continued, "I wanted you gun." he raised said gun, then took its holster from Carlos' leg. He then kicked Carlos, forcing him on his back, as he stuck his foot on him, his sword raised above him. But Carlos let out a dry, humorless laugh.
"You think I'm scared? By the time you get that piece of mierda out, one of my tenientes will have killed you!" Carlos didn't give Jason a chance to speak as he continued, "I know your little password, amigo. By the time your finish that prayer, you and you amigos will be dead!"
Jason just smiled condescendingly down at him, bringing the sheath to his lips. "Blessed be," Jason whispered just loud enough for Carlos to hear.
"Pass code accepted."
Those two words were all it took to wipes the smug look off Carlos' face as Jason pulled the sword free of its prison. Jason raised the silver katana, a bloodthirsty look in his eyes, before stabbing it down into Carlos right forearm. Carlos screamed in agony as Jason lifted the blade from his arm, only to release another scream as he stabbed in back into him, this time in his left thigh. Jason begged for one more scream as he slowly pushed the tip of the bloodied blade into his side, not too deep that he cut his internal organs, but deep enough that it would scar. Slowly Jason dragged it through his flesh and out the other side, breathing in the smell of fresh blood. He brought the blade to his lips, as his touch snaked out of his mouth, lapping up some of the blood on his sword. Jason then smiled at Carlos, ripping a patch off his shirt and used it to wipe his katana clean, before replacing it in its sheath. After that he left Carlos there to die, either from blood loss or Them, he didn't care. He walked over to Carlos' chair, seeing as most of the lieutenants and guards were left the stands, and were now trying to get control of their prisoners and undead. He pushed the chair, but it barely budged. "VICTOR! TIK!" he called the two. They looked over at him expectantly. "Help me move this chair!" The two looked at each other for a moment, but shrugged and went to assist Jason. The three began to push the chair, followed shortly after Haru started to push as well, while Lily watched. She knew that she could do little to nothing to help them right now, so she just kept watch. The four were able to push the chair clear to the the wall. They followed Jason back to the spot the chair use to be and saw a door knob.
"what the hell is a door doing here?" Tik asked, looking at Jason expectantly.
You took words right from mouth," Victor agreed.
"This," Haru panted, opening the door, "is the way out."
And true enough the door led just so happens that the door behind Carlos' chair was the front door, while the huge door in the back of the arena was the door to the courtyard. As they walked out the door closing it behind them, they realized that there were no zombies around. All the zombies they were fighting were in the courtyard, or brought in from the city, via trucks. Jason picked up Lily and began to run for on of the vans, Victor and Haru following in his wake. Tik tried to follow, but was shot by Jason. Tik dropped to his knees, his eyes wide as his hand probed his wound. Jason had shot him in his side. Jason handed Lily to Victor, instructing them to get in the car and wait for him. Haru didn't need to be told twice, but Victor was uncertain. "Don't worry," Jason assured him, "I'll be there in a minute." Victor nodded briskly as he turned and ran as best he could with a little girl. Meanwhile Lily was looking at Jason with pleading eyes as the distance between them grew. Her eyes began to water as Jason's smile began to shrink. Jason turned back to Tik, who was now walking again, a look of malice and anger on his face, but Jason continued to smile. "You gotta understand Tik, you were just a pawn." Jason explained, spinning and flipping the revolver in his hand. "What am I gonna do with a loser like you, huh?" That was what made Tik lung at Jason. Jason stepped out of the way of Tik's fist, and launched a kick at the bullet wound he just made. The wound was bleeding profusely now, as Tik clutched at his side. Jason didn't want to waste anymore time, so he aimed the gun at the back of Tik's head and said, "It was a pleasure using you," and fired the killing shot. Blood splashed at Jason's bare chest and face. he placed the gun in its holster and made a run for the van.
Upon seeing Jason coming, Haru started the van, while Lily opened the side door, calling out for Jason. When Jason was sure we was close enough, he motioned for them to start driving. Haru slammed on the gas as Jason three seconds before Jason jumped in through the side down, almost barreling into Lily. Jason quickly slammed the door as Haru passed the check point, slamming himself against his seat, taking a deep breath. As he released his breath he began to slowly laugh, shortly joined by Victors throaty chuckle. Haru joined in as well, the adrenaline from what they just did, getting to him. Even Lily giggled at their silliness. "now that was a jail break!" Jason shouted, fist pumping.
"Okay, so, review with me," Victor spoke to Jason as he analyzed what just happened, "You told survivors that you would set them free, and that we were distraction." When Jason nodded he continued, "but reality is, they were distraction so we could escape?"
"Yup yup!" Jason answered cheerfully.
Victor was staring at Jason, a smile of his own spread across his face as he shook his head, "Crazy son of bitch."
"Is that alright with you Lily?" Jason was looking at the little red haired girl like a child who'd just got caught doing something wrong.
"Of course," Lily smiled a him, "You were just trying to make sure I got out of that mean place, so you could protect me. Right, big brother?"
Jason smile returned to his face as he ruffled Lily's red locks. "That's right, sweetheart."
The Jail house was a mess. Body upon body littered the floors of the once proud arena. the spectators were no longer stayed there, seeing as their show was now over. Not even the guards or Carlos' men stayed there. They all moved on to a new spot to call home. Most of them found a home in town, near an airport. The building was a two floor motel, Motel 8. though it seemed that they were lost, they still had hope. A doctor that survived the riot at the jailhouse stepped out of a room, and into the crowded hall. He turned to a Carlos' multi-colored haired lieutenants. "He would like to speak with the two of you." The two looked at each other with matching bored expressions, before walking into the room. Their Hispanic lead was laying in bed. He turned to them and beckoned them closer. When they were at the foot of his bed, he spoke.
"Kyonto. Ebisu," his accent made him harder to understand, but because they have been with him so long, they understood what he was saying. "I want you to find him," Carlos' blood began to boil at the thought of the man that caused him to become bed ridden, "I want you to bring that hijo de puta to me!"
The male one of the two whispered into the girls ear.
"Which one?" the female asked, her tone was as bland as the look on her face.
Carlos' voice was too venomous to properly hear the words, but they knew what he said none-the-less. "Jason Wrathe!"
Jason sneezed loudly.
"bless you," Haru said.
"Thanks."
"Let me guess someone talking about you again?" victor's voice was coated in sarcasm.
"Hey, it's not my fault I'm popular, and your not. Victor was about to make a comeback, when the van began to come to a stop. "Haru what's going on, why are we stopping?"
"uh, well you see..." Haru dropped his head at the statement, "We're outta gas."
Silence. Then, "WHAT?" Jason and Victor said at the same time, but Jason quickly restrained himself, remembering the sleeping girl in his lap. "What'd you mean 'Out of gas'?"
"I mean the tank is empty."
"Well that's just great," Jason sighed. They were in a van with no gas, in god-knows-where, with hordes of undead after them. What a day... Then Jason saw a two story house, about a block away, with boards on the windows. "Hey how about we stop there for the night?" He pointed at the boarded house, while the two thought it over. Because it was safer in the house than in the car, they chose the house. But as they went for it. Jason carrying Lily, They noticed the house had a pack of zombies around it. Out of nowhere Victor began to fire at them, clearing a path for them, but also gaining Their attention. The gunfire awoke Lily from her slumber. She began to shake with fear as they were now on the pouch, smack dead in the middle of the pack. Jason, Victor, and Haru fired at the corpses that neared them, but they really need to inside. "Haru," Jason yelled over the gunshots, "Open the door!"
Haru nodded, stopping his fire to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. "It's locked!" he shouted, only to be interrupted but Victor's boot connecting to the door, forcing it open. "Never mind!"
Jason put Lily down so she could run into the house, keeping the horde at bay while the others got in. When they were in Jason ran through the door, slamming it shut behind him. They waited quietly until the sounds outside began to die down, before speaking to each other. Lily had to use the bathroom, so Jason went to help her find it, while Victor and Haru went to the kitchen to look for a bite. Jason took Lily upstairs. Finding the bathroom wasn't so hard, it was the first door to the right of the stairs. Jason slowly opened the door and searched the bathroom, making sure nothing was in there. When the coast was clear, Lily ran inside, pushed Jason out, and used the bathroom. While she did this, Jason took it upon himself to search the upstairs for any of Them. He checked the three rooms on the right side of the house and came up with nothing. But when he went to check the left side, he heard a soft sobbing sound. He lifted his new revolver, just in case, as he approached the door the sound was emanating from. He slowly pushed the door open with his gun and took aim, but drop aim at the sight. A girl, roughly around his age, with short black hair and chin-length bangs, wearing navy blue jeans, dark blue T-shirt, a red zip-up jacket, and black sneakers; was crying on the floor with her face in her hands, sitting between two windows with a knife stabbed in the ground at her feet. Jason began to walk toward her, the clicking of his cuffed boots made the girls head snap up. Her eyes, which were like a splash of magenta against a sea of blue, filled with fear and sadness. Her cherry red lips quivered from her sobs. Jason took another step forward, wanting to comfort the strange girl. But as he got closer, she flinched, then her eyes slitted into narrow lines as she sprung for the knife.
damn, everytime jason wants to help someone, YOU GUYS WANNA KILL HIM! whatever, it was still a pretty long chapter...well for me anyways lol so you guys know what to do! Review and tell me what you think, or don't. doesn't matter cuz i will still be here writing.
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