Novel & Cerita Jason Voorhees Part 10

Talia’s POV Marco brought Jason to the border in a convoy of five of our vehicles, each one filled with elite warriors except for Jason’s seat. We came in a different car with Father. Leslie had set him up with a portable IV and a reclining chair. Solon and Nolan were in the front. I sat in the back with Father and held his hand the entire ride. We got out at the border of Silverfang territory. Jason was already standing outside his vehicle, surrounded by the elite warriors. He looked calm and relaxed as if this were just a normal routine. Jason saw Father in the chair, and he smiled.

Scene Three Hussein sat in the vast living room, bathed in a dim light, flickering as if the lamps themselves were trembling with fear. His body was stiff, his half-closed eyes dulled with pain, while deep cuts and dark bruises marked his head and face. The sharp smell of blood mingled with the sterile sting of alcohol and cotton, filling the air with a suffocating metallic tang.

"I know, right? I realized it too. It was the first time I had acted differently towards a female. God knows how it would have turned out if she'd stayed a while longer," "Was it like... a mate thing?" My gaze was intent on him. Jason had sworn on his life never to have a mate. He had only one item on his bucket list, and that was to fuck a million hoes before he died. He should be counting ten thousandth hoes soon.

I didn’t press him. The back of the van opened, and the doctors stepped out quickly, as they prepared to bring Jason down. Tubes and machines were still attached to his small body, keeping him breathing and keeping his heart steady. They moved carefully, as though one wrong motion could undo everything. I couldn’t look away. When the van was finally empty, and it was just Jaden and me inside, the question I’d been holding back clawed its way out. “What about Doctor Heyes?” I whispered. “He’ll be arrested, right?”

Mr Taga said and tapped his phone screen, another footage came up and Julia had been turned upside down hanging from her leg. Jason's frown deepened as his face became very dark. The room instantly became extremely cold sending cold shivers down the back of everyone present. Mrs Haward took a couple of steps back. Jason without any warning launched at Mr Taga, snatching the two phones from his hand. He tossed both phones to his father. He landed several punches to Taga's face which sent him straight to the floor.

Jason heaves a deep sigh, not letting his mind drift from the main target: avenging his brother's death. “If we're going to find this shipment and intercept it we have to first find the dealers and lure someone into their crew or flip one of their members to our side so we can know the date of departure,” Carrillo suggested as he imagined how his life would be when they secure the score and ship out the product. “There's nothing to worry about, my father has it all figured out.” Carrillo received a call, Jason knew it was his cop lady. He hissed and left Carrillo in the living room. Carrillo went out to the parking lot, his ride was there.

He gave her a small nod. That was the signal. Jason took a step forward. His presence was strong and silent, and people turned to look. Bella stayed beside him, her heart pounding. Detective Harris stood ready near a side exit, giving a small nod. Ryan Cole, standing near a group of reporters, lifted his phone slightly, Aris’s signal was now active. “Ms. Vance,” Jason said, his voice loud and steady, “your version of the future might look strong. But it’s not as secret as you think. And it’s far from honest.”

I know I wouldn't live to see tomorrow if I tried. Jason tears Gordon's torso open and empties it for the cowering crowd. Then his tilts his head towards the sky and roars. He steps back away from the mutilated flesh that was once Gordon. He looks as if he just got done taking a blood bath. No part of Jason is free of blood. His hair is dripping with it. His body slowly shifts back to his normal size. And his eyes scan the pack. JASON POV

“I’m telling you, this would crush on Prime. Add some post-production explosions, bam….instant hit.” His security detail rolled their eyes. Most of them were ex-Marines. None of them were actors. As Jason took a swig of electrolyte water and high-fived a makeup artist, he heard a thud from the second floor. Then a scream. Jason tightened the strap of his tactical vest. “That scream didn’t sound fake,” he muttered, already heading toward the noise. His assistant called after him, “Jason! That’s not part of the….” “Relax,” Jason waved without looking back. “Probably one of the extras being dramatic.”

“Jason.” I turned to face him slowly. “You weren’t going to tell me you nearly beat a man to death? Wow.” “I knew it would mess with your head,” he muttered. “And honestly, I didn’t give a damn about him until I saw the footage.” My blood stilled. “What footage?” He reached into his coat, pulled out a black flash drive, and dropped it into my palm. “Don’t watch it unless you’re ready,” he said. I got out of the car without answering and headed straight inside. My heels echoed across the marble floor as I walked into the living room. Rob followed, but didn’t say a word. He knew I would watch it.