Author's Note: I OWN ABSOLUTELY NOTHING other than my OC and the creativity I place in here to bring this story into one finished product. Please, no bashing me or anyone else or any of the creativity of the writing. If you absolutely love Talia then try not to take anything much personally, I will admit that I don't much like her, but I'm not making her into an absolute psychopathic female maniac so you should be good. I hope. Enjoy!

UPDATED: 12/20/2020: Thank you all so much for all of you vast patience in me getting the last few chapter up as well as fixed and edited. The chapters 1- 7 really needed touched up and fixed, so those are now updated and fixed errors. If there are any errors, please don't hesitate to inform me. I do tend to miss things sometimes, though I will say I have gotten better at catching the majority of errors recently. Hopefully :)

Chapter 9

Athena stood back from the bed with wide eyes of sinking dread. She was horrified, confused and honestly thought she was hallucinating. "Oh my God… Damian?"

Moments after she'd said the boy's name a sudden fiery light blew upward lighting the night for miles from the window, drawing her attention she looked back towards the dock's they'd left behind them just a few minutes ago. Covering her mouth, she thought of Jaime, left in the rain and wounded. 'Oh my God!' Looking back to the bed where Damian now laid, Athena felt her stomach turn with fear for him, as well for herself. She had no idea what was going to happen to them both now.

He was scared, feeling Athena move from the bed Damian began to panic, he became fearful. Trying to open his eyes his fear doubled when he couldn't open them. They were heavy, his body was weak, so weak and burning hot he thought he was being lowered into a lava pit.

Fearing of being alone, Damian sniffed back his tears he felt burning his closed eyes, "S-sister? Sister, I- I can-can't o-open my eyes." Damian mumbled fearfully. His body was coated in sweat and he just knew his skin had to be turning a slight red. He hurt, everywhere, everything hurt. His muscles felt like they were ripping apart, his insides felt like they were melting.

Athena's green eyes burned with tears, "Hang on, let me get a cold compress. I'll be back, I promise, I'm still here Damian." She spoke to him, running to the bathroom on the other side of the room and shoved a couple of washcloths under the ice-cold water and wringing them out as she rushed them back to the bed and draped one over his forehead and wrapped another around the back of his neck. He was terrified, she could see it. The tears rolling from his closed eyes to the back of his temple and head.

Gently taking his hand into her own, Athena choked on the sob that almost left her at how hot his skin was to the touch. He had no strength in his grip that his hand trembled just at his attempt to close his own hand around hers. "It's okay Damian." She told him.

"Don't l-leave me?" He begged.

Unable to take it anymore, Athena curled up beside him, "Never again." She answered softly. The poor kid.

"Thena?"

"Yeah?"

"I want father." Damian said tearfully, instantly admitting what he'd been fighting for years to say when he was scared and in trouble. His eyes flooded with unshed tears. He was in pain, he couldn't move, and he was scared. Whatever he had been injected with had clearly hurt Raven, he couldn't concentrate to answer her, begging him to tell her what had happened. It had taken all his might just to talk to his sister, and he hated that he wanted to hear his sister's voice more than he was desperate to answer Raven, and he always made Raven a priority.

Biting her bottom lip to keep her cries as silent as possible, Athena nodded and wrapped Damian up in her arms, "You'll have him soon. Rest. The antidote is on its way."

"C-can't… Trust Jo-Joker..." Damian told her before passing out.

Athena understood what he meant, she knew they couldn't, now even less that Damian was not Conner. Joker now had her strongest weakness against her.

Her brother.

And while Conner would still have been a weapon against her, Damian was the weapon that could kill her.

Raven sighed, releasing her concentration, her feet gently touched the floor, "Third level, sixth room on left at the front of the ship. He wants them close. But Damian's sick, they shot him with something thinking he was Super Boy. His body is burning up. He can't move Jason. Whatever it is they injected him with it's attacking his nervous system and immune system." She informed the man with worry, her heart hammering in her chest with fear.

"Could be a paralyzing agent against Superman and Super Boy. Damian being a normal boy could likely be attacking what it can, but if it had Kryptonite in there then it's possible it isn't hurting him like it would have Conner."

Her fear now on the rise, Raven's purple eyes burned with unshed tears of her own as her head shot up to look at Jason as they both made the connection, "Meaning the antidote -"

"May not do much either. Yeah… Time to go, we're already out on open water. Come on kid." Now he could start freaking out. 'Hang on kid, I'm coming.'

Ra's al Ghul's Fortress

Kori's brow was pulled inward with distraught and betrayal. Her own students, her own teammates, had used their abilities against her and switched places. Not only endangering two of them, but four instead as well as Athena who was held captive by Joker.

Kori now not only had one missing member of the Titans, but four people as it is. One who was possibly hurt, or worse dead, another who had agreed to let his teammate take his persona as well as allowing and bringing Raven into the mix to pull off the illusions in a combined attempt to let two of them run off on their own mission. A mission that could very well claim each one of those lives who were not in the compound with them.

While it could have been a good plan, it had backfired to the extreme. Conner's small defense had been, "All we needed was Damian's face to get in through each scanner of this safe haven high in the mountains." Needless to say, that had not been a good example, nor an excuse.

A few hours away by their fast flight track, however, hours away by any other human technology means, even the Bat-mobile that could shift into a flying vehicle, a fast one Star Fire still wondered how Bruce had gotten the tech to make the vehicle move as fast and at law breaking speed. But at the moment she was letting all of Conner's words sink in, as well as his face. Conner was here, Damian was gone as well as Jaime, and now Raven had fled the Compound to go after Damian who for all she knew was being tortured and killed at the time Raven had fled.

Her green eyes wide with fear, Kori's breath shuttered with fear for her students, for the young teammates, "What have you all done?" She asked him softly, her legs giving out with defeat.

Cyborg sighed kneeling beside her. He understood her moment of worry and grief, they'd betrayed her trust. Resting a hand to her shoulder Cyborg looked to Conner with a slightly hard glare, "I'm standing by what Batman says. You're grounded to the Compound. From now on, I will know every move you make Conner, do you understand?" He told the boy sternly.

Conner's head hung, his shoulders slouched with disappoint, but he nodded none the less in understanding "Yes, I understand… Just bring them back?"

"That's not on me kid, that's on the League to do, and they think they're going after you and Jaime. Conner do you even understand that they think you are dead?!" Cyborg scolded him. Sighing as he watched the kid flinch at him scold, Cyborg helped Kori stand. "We need to tell them what happened, Koir." He told her, but worried when she nodded in silence and walked back to the control room of the Compound.

There was no way she could face Bruce, hell, she'd rather face Bruce rather than him in his Batman persona. But she had no choice. Taking a breath, Kori made the call.

Watching after the redhead, Conner felt deflated and defeated in the worst possible way. He felt helpless, "Kori?" Conner softly called for her, his eyes sad and regretful of even thinking this would work, but it was Damian for God's sake, his plans always worked! So why hadn't this one?

Feeling for his friend and teammate, Garfield approached him and placed a comforting hand to her shoulder, "Conner, I think you should really let her do this alone buddy." Garfield told him sadly. They'd all been a part of this plan, and Garfield felt horrible that Conner was the only one getting this from both Kori and Victor.

Sighing, Conner rounded his shoulders and stalked after Kori, "No, we left her out of this, now three of our teammates are MIA. I can't let her face them alone Gar." Conner told him, taking a breath he entered the room, hearing Kori speaking with Batman. The heavy glare on the man's face had his stomach turning. How the hell did Kori face that ma? Hell, the man was scarier than Clark and Luther on a bad day.

Kori took a breath of courage as the screen came on, she did not want to do this. But she had too. "Batman, I have some news you are not going to like. I'm sorry to inform you that Robin and a few of his teammates 'pulled the veil over my eyes' as some may say. Robin is the one missing, not Super Boy. Raven created an Illusion allowing Super Boy to take Robin's identity and Robin to take on Super Boy's. Now Raven is missing. Apparently, she teleported out of her room after Robin failed to answer her, I can only assume something has happened. Conner said she was in pain, then the Illusion failed. Meaning her concentration has been lost. I do not know if she is okay or hurt somewhere… Is there any way to track Raven's Panic Beacon?" She asked him with concerned worry. She had to force herself to not allow his hard glare to run shivers over her body.

"No, in case someone was able to find them I had them specifically untraceable unless activated. Meaning she clearly doesn't want to be found or she's unable to activate it… Super Boy..." Batman said, looking past Kori.

"Y-yes, sir?" Conner said stepping forward a bit, he would do everything in his will power to not let the man intimidate him. But it was hard, he knew he was shaking.

"I'll let your father deal with you. Superman, your son would like a word with you." He said, handing the device over to a very pissed off Superman. But it was the way the Bat had said it that told Conner so much more than he wanted to know, he was so done for.

'Okay, maybe he is scarier than I gave the man credit for.' Conner thought as he swallowed back his worry.

"Star Fire, give us a moment." Clark told her. His brow frowning and his eyes burning with anger Conner could have sworn he was using his laser beams as his 'Father' glared at him.

"Of course." She said, making her way out of the Control and communications room fast.

'Oh crap.' "I'm not going to like this, am I?" He suddenly said. Conner paled in regret as soon as the smart remark left his mouth. 'If I wasn't done for before, I sure as hell am now.'

Garfield's spin tingled with fear as Kori walked out of the Communications and Control Room alone, stepping back a bit at the hard and angry look on her face as she walked towards the halls heading to the rooms. Not liking her silence, Garfield stepped forward a bit, "Kori -"

Stopping in her walk to leave, Kori clenched her fists before releasing her grip and turned to face the reaming members of her group. She was not only disappointed in them. She was pissed and hurt. "You are all confined to the Compound. Training shall resume as normal and twice as long and more difficult. You should be resting right about now. Training shall start at 4 A.M." She told them coldly.

They would learn to not do such reckless things, least of all keep her out of such plans. She was the Leader of this team, their instructor, and they had all been a part of pulling this trick on her, as well as Cyborg. Walking to a room she claimed as hers, Kori fell into the bed and began to let herself grieve for the three missing members plus Athena. Right under her nose she had allowed them to play her into thinking they, or Damian, would even listen to what they had told him, what they had told all of them.

Lois sighed from the seat she had taken on a futon couch with Titus resting his large head on her lap, his sad whine coming every once and a while, but he seemed to have taken to Lois as a second comfort for the time being. "I know buddy."

"Lois?" Conner gently called for her, he sounded horrible, as if he'd gotten a horrible scolding from a father, and Clark technically was the boy's father, Clone or not, the boy looked at his counterpart as if he were his father. Worried for the boy, Lois gently patted Titus's head and stood from the cushion, "You okay?" She asked him.

Sighing, Conner sighed with a 'mhe' kind of shrug, "Clark wants to talk to you." He said and headed down the hall to a room to rest. He was obviously upset.

Clark had given him the scold of a lifetime and the man hadn't cared that he'd embarrassed him in front of the few Justice League Members present.

Garfield sighed and headed off to his own little retreat of a room before deciding he really didn't want to be alone and headed for Conner's room beside his own. "Conner?"

"What?" Conner slightly snapped in his grumbled response. He hadn't meant to snap at the kid, this wasn't his fault. It had been his own and Damian's, but he had to say there was no way in hell he wanted to be Damian Wayne when the kid came back. Batman was one thing at the moment, but adding in his brother's, as well as his sister? No thanks, there was no doubt in his mind that while Athena loved the kid, and was hotter than many girls he'd seen, Conner knew deep down there a fire underneath her sweet nature that no one, not even Damian was going to want to face.

"H-hey, uh, Boss?"

"What?" Joker grumbled, sipping his purple wine as he walked around the large dinner table he had set up himself.

"The kid, he's getting worse…" The man said a bit skittishly as he informed the psychotic man of the obvious nature of things.

"And?" Joker questioned with little care. "Bring Goldie Locks to me in a few minutes…" He told the man before glancing over to him, shifting a bit uncomfortable in the doorway. It looked as though he had to pee. Raising a brow, Joker gave the man his attention, shockingly. Playing the part that he would even care. "The bathroom is down the hall Fred."

"Um, my name is Eddie - I'm sorry, F-Fred is good, good name Boss, thanks, Boss… But um… Don't-don't you think we-we should give the kid the antidote?" He asked.

Rolling his eyes, Joker sighed with annoyance and stalked to the chair seated at the head of the table and took a seat in his king like fashioned chair and kicked his feet up onto the table. "There is no antidote, the toxin should wash out of the Super Punks system in a few hours if he's strong enough, a few days if he's the punk I think he is. Superman is the only one who can wash that shit out of his body in hours, or so the man said before I put my pencil in his forehead." He answered, gently swishing the wine in his glass and taking another sip.

"But sir, the woman said he was getting worse, burning temperature, no mobility, it's like he's cooking from the inside out Boss." 'Fred' said.

Now curious, Joker 'hm'ed in his thoughts before shrugging and finishing his glass and pouring himself another glass. "All well, looks like one will have to do then. Whoops." He said carelessly. "You're boarding me Fred, bring the girl to me, oh and have her change into that. Bag is over by the door. Tell her she has one hour to get herself dolled up for me." He told 'Fred' with a frowning glare.

Terrified he was going to die, 'Fred' nodded and quickly grabbed the shopping bag, "Yes, sir! On it, sir! Sorry, sir!" 'Fred' said as he ran out the door.

Jason sighed as they made their way up the side of the ship, Raven tightly holding onto him as he climbed. "You good back there?"

"As good as I'll be for the time being." She told him dryly, "Sorry I'm no help at the moment."

"Stop apologizing, anyways stop freaking out about it, I'll need you as good as I can get you so you can get Damian out of here. Get him back to Bruce, not the Fortes, to Bruce, you hear me?"

"Yeah, I hear you, and you just passed their room. Did you know that?" Raven asked. Biting back her giggle as he stopped in his walk up and sighed with irritation before lowering them back down and watched him tap on the window.

Hearing something tapping the window, Athena's head snapped up from the drifting sleep she was about to slip into, but the faces, or rather the red mask she saw and that of Raven's face smiling over Red Hood's shoulder had her heart soring.

Gently unwrapping her arms from around a resting Damian, Athena moved to the window, her feet silently walking on her tiptoes made her feel as if she were flying across the purple carpet of the room and opened the window letting them slip in and had Raven in her arms the moment the girl had come through, checking her for any possibly injuries. "Are you alright?"

Raven smiled sweetly to the blonde as she slightly fussed over her before her smile fell into a frown as she looked around her to the bed. Her eyes watering with worry as she moved from Athena and crawled onto the bed. Her hands ghosting over Damian's sweat covered face, "Dear Goddess, what happened to him?" Raven asked, looking her teammate over with fear. "He should be dead already his temperature is so high." Raven said with obviousness.

Hearing her worry, Athena shivered with fear, she knew Damian should have been dead already, how he was alive she had no idea, but she was grateful for it. Hearing the boots of the Red masked man climbing in and tapping against the very fluffy purple carpet Athena looked at him from head to toe and a sensation of hope covered her.

"Damn this place looks like someone vomited Psycho Clown all over it, my eyes are starting to burn." Jason commented seconds before a small body slammed into him, her small arms around him and hugging him with obvious happiness. He wasn't expecting the small body to have so much force behind her as she launched herself at him, her small arms around his neck.

Slightly chuckling at the aggressiveness of her 'tackling him', Jason's arms wrapped around her small self as he stumbled back, catching himself against the wall, "Whoa, easy there. Don't want to take me out now do you. Hell, I'm your only plan of escape." He teased with some laughter, "Raven, do it now, get him out of here." He told her after he steadied himself on his feet, Athena in arms.

Grabbing her firmly as she turned and watched Raven nod as the young teenager wrapped the thin blanket below Damian around him and vanished from the ship. "She's taking him to Bruce. Try to breathe, now, what the hell is going on?" He asked her. His gloved fingers brushing through her hair and back out of her face.

Knowing Damian would be safe, Athena smiled softly, shaking her head to him and let all her fear, anxiety and tears leave her. She began to cry. She didn't fight him, pulling her into his arms as she buried her face into his chest, Athena wrapped her arms around him as he held her and let her cry.

Confused what had her crying, Jason ignored the curiosity and simply held her to him, his arms embracing her like a blanket of safety, "It's okay, I got you. You're safe."

Giving her a few moments, Jason sighed and held her close, letting her cry into him. She'd likely been holding everything in to not break in front of Damian, the last thing the kid likely needed in the time of him being hurt and with Athena was to hear his sister cry.

Sniffing back her tears, Athena's arms loosened around his neck and slid down his chest before wrapping around his waist, she wasn't sure why, it just felt natural. "Harley was pregnant. He's going to kill them Jason. He's going to kill Alice and force Harley to watch, then he'll either kill Harley or drag her back to Gotham and brainwash her all over again." She cried into him.

His arms tightening around her, Jason sighed, his hidden brow frowning with disgust, "He won't touch the kid, Harley I can't promise anything by, but the kid we can try to save. Come on, lets -"

"Hey, lady!" A man shouted, banging on the door. "Mr. J requires your company. Says he wants you to wear this for supper… Come on, open up before I break the damn thing down!" He shouted.

Shaking her head with fear, Athena clung to Jason, "Just get me off this ship, please." She begged him. "Please, don't make me go up there. He's completely insane."

Hating himself, Jason removed his helmet, dropping it to the floor as he grabbed her face and pressing his brow to here's, "Listen to me, okay, just listen to me, you have to. Okay, answer the door, take whatever the hell it is and put it on. You have to go up there, Athena, please. Trust me when I say I do not want to let you near him, least of all leave you alone with him. But if you don't we are both dead. There is no doubt in my mind that that psychopath doesn't already know that someone is already on this ship. Now answer the door. You can do this. He's just a man." He told her. Kissing her brow he ran to the bathroom to hide.

But he'd completely forgotten about his helmet.

Suddenly realizing his one mistake that could quit latterly kill them both. "Shit, fuck me." Jason grumbled, trying to run back out of the room he eyed the red helmet as the door started to be kicked in forcing Jason to flatten him against the wall in case the door didn't hold and he just happen to get spotted.

Panicked, Jason looked at the blonde, her own fear now reflecting his own, "Athena, the helmet." He told her, shoving himself further back against the wall and sliding back into the bathroom, watching her scramble as she tore the bed apart, throwing the sheets everywhere then moved to destroying the room and tossing the lamp from the nightstand at the man coming in through the door.

Jason had to smile at her fierceness of trying to cover up his own fuckup, but she had a reason other than saving his skin, she really didn't want to go up topside and be in a room alone with Joker, and who the hell blamed the girl. The last thing Jason wanted to do was put her in that situation. Hell, the man still made his skin crawl just thinking of being on the same ship with him and not killing the bastard, but now he had a reason to go topside, he knew he'd enjoy shooting the man.

The purple and green glass lamp shattered against the wall beside the man's head causing him to scream and scrambled back out of the room, "YOU CRAZY BITCH!" He shouted, dropping the bag and rounded the corner of the room's door to keep from being hit. He took a few brave breaths before pulling his gun, marched into the room and firing a few shots around her.

The gun fire scared the shit out of both her and Jason. They both forced themselves to let the man manhandle her as he took a look around the room and Jason felt his spin tingle with terror when he watched the man put the gun to her chest, barrel over her scar. "Where's the boy!" He demanded.

Jason's body froze, his skin felt like iced water had been dumped all over him, 'Shit, I didn't think about that!' Grabbing his gun, he aimed to fire the gunshot, looked like they were making that swim after all.

"He's dead!" Athena screamed, her words had Jason freezing and lowered his gun, resting his head against the wall and hid back behind the partially opened door.

"Where's his body bitch!" The Goon demanded another answer.

"I tossed him out the window! Like hell I was going to let you keep the kids' body to mutilate or use as some kind of sick message to Superman! He'd rather see his son burn than be touched by your men or that sick Psychopath upstairs!" Athena shouted at him.

Her response got her backhanded. Though it must not have been hard enough, because it hadn't left a mark on her. "Come on," The goon growled, pulling her from the room, bag once more in hand and tossed her into the room beside the one she had just destroyed in seconds. "Now get dressed! Mr. J said you got an hour to get dolled up for him! Don't make me come back with more guys or I'll rip you out of those clothes and dress you myself! Or have a little fun with you myself." He shouted, slamming the door in her face of her new room and stalked off.

Jason popped his head out of the bathroom and took a better look at the room. His eyes wide with shock, "Damn, wonder what she can do if she's having a good time?" He joked with himself.

Sighing, he replaced his helmet back over his face and climbed back out the window and over to the next room, he wasn't surprised the window was already open for him nor was he shocked by her pacing the room, her arms crossed over her chest and the shopping bag resting on the bed. "Did you wait just for me? You're so thoughtful." He teased.

Removing his helmet he set it on the bed with a small sigh, man did he hate sighing, but he knew it was a very bad habit of his, he always sighed. But, they had an hour, maybe forty-five minutes, but they had time. Seeing she was not by any means amused by his joke, Jason sighed once again and grabbed her arms in a gentle hold. His face serious as he looked down at her. "Just wear it, the more you entertain him the less he'll hurt you. Trust me."

Her glower still in place, Athena looked at him heatedly, "No, I don't care what it is, I am not wearing it."

Sighing, Jason dumped the bag of its items, his eye glaring at the items as he picked one of the mini dresses up with a finger, before a thought accrued to him and he grinned, "Then pretend you're wearing it for Bruce." He said playfully.

Her face frowning with utter disgust, Athena huffed at his idiocy and his perversions, "I don't think so, Todd. I'd never wear… That," She said with a nasty sneer, "For Bruce Wayne. I'd look like a Hooker. If I bend even the slightest bit my ass is going to hang out!" She told him as she glanced at the dark purple velvet mini dress.

It was a backless, sexy slip like dress with a deep 'V' front. The spaghetti straps were used to tie the dress against her body, looping through hoops at the back to create a zig-zagging effect. Looking towards the rest of the items her brow frowned with disbelief and disgust.

She couldn't help the helpless look her face now held, nor could she stop her heart from sinking with more disgust. "He does not expect me to wear any of those, does he?" She said lifetime up the other two mini dresses. A baby blue and a dark, emerald green, silk cowl neck dress, also tying at the opened back, the under clothing were just as disturbing. Each undergarment matched each dress he'd sent down for her. All being on the lines of lingerie bra's and pantie sets. "I am not wearing this for him."

Turning a playful grin on his charmed face as he glanced at her, his brow arched with amusement and pure seduction, "Then don't… Wear it for me." He told her.

Blushing at him, Athena smiled and laughed a bit, "I don't -"

"Come on, the only way you are going to be able to walk out of here with confidence or at least comfortable is to model the damn thing for someone who you can actually stand." He told her, trying his best not to smile at her nibbling on her bottom lip in thought. He let out a nosed sigh, trying to control himself at the images invading his mind of her in the purple mini dress and a dark purple, soft, velvet covered 6 inch heels, leaning over him on the bed and straddling his waist, he could imagine her lips being soft against his own, feel the warmth of her core against his throbbing - Clearing his mind, Jason cleared his throat as the bathroom door shut behind her he blinked with confusion and looked to his hand that had previously been holding the purple velvet dress. "I'm anything but screwed… Damn it." He grumbled.

Athena took a breath of courage as she looked in the mirror. Her long, blonde waving hair was pulled on top of her head in a high ponytail by a clear rubber-band she'd had around her wrist in case she'd wanted to pull her hair back that night. She had no idea how much she may have needed that band earlier.

Sliding her hands down the fabric, she took a moment to admire the softness against her skin until her fingers brushed against her own skin. The action woke her up, remembering this was something Joker had done. Slipping the purple heels on Athena was shocked to say they were actually comfortable. Looking at the door that led back into the room, she grabbed the handle and with another breath of courage and walked out, her stomach doing flips.

Jason had turned back towards the door of the bathroom, hearing it open. But the sight he was blessed with had his eyes bulging wide. His green eyes traveling up her shapely legs from the soft purple heels up to her knees and up the thighs, the bottom of the dress started at her high-thigh and shaped up her figure. Her breasts were attractive in the velvet dress, small enough to be braless but enough to look full in the dress as well.

Swallowing back the collective saliva in his mouth, Jason found himself almost swallowing his tongue. 'Please tell me I'm dreaming, please let this be a dream. If it isn't, make Joker have an aneurysm…'

"Please keep that dress." He told her in a breathless manner. Almost like he'd been kicked in the balls he was so hard he could barely breath right. Until he realized what he said, Jason cleared his throat by coughing into his fist as he approached her. "Just one little fix. Don't wear your hair up." He told her.

"Well, I was trying to get used to my hair not being around my neck." She told him as he removed the rubber-band from her hair with ease, his gloved hand combing her hair out as he went. The sensation felt amazing to her scalp. Closing her eyes as he brushed her hair slowly.

*** Thank you all so much for reading the chapters as well as the following support. Also, if anyone is curious who my main ideal Jason Todd voice is. Jensen Ackles ;) Plain and simple. Just figured I'd give you all that incase you may have had a bit of a difficult time imagining a voice for Jason :) If not, to all their own lol

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