Thomas VS Jason

Jason walked toward the man on the ground as he said. "Thomas, that is you, right?" His wicked smile remained plastered on his face.

The man on the ground didn't respond. They remained silent and motionless on the ground.

Jason stopped walking. He looked down at the man on the ground as he said while annoyed. "Thomas, that's you, right?" He nudged the man with his foot as he said in an annoyed tone. "Get up already!"

The man didn't respond to Jason's declaration. He remained silent and motionless on the ground.

Jason said angrily. "Get the hell up already!" He kicked the man in the side.

The man flipped off the ground due to the kick. He then landed on his back. The man's eyes were closed and his chest heaved up and down in small, silent motions.

Jason said angrily. "I know you're not dead! Get up already!"

The man on the ground coughed. He sat up and continued to cough until his throat was finally clear. After he stopped coughing he looked at Jason. He said in an agitated tone. "Ever heard of honor?! Who the hell hits a man when they're down?!"

Jason said angrily. "Do you think I care about that right now?! You're Thomas aren't you?"

The man on the ground said. "Huh? What is it to you?"

Jason raised his voice and said. "Just answer the question!"

The man on the ground said. "So you wanna play that way, huh?" He got off the ground and stood up. A small smirk formed on the aides of his lips as he said. "Yeah, I'm Thomas. You got a problem with that?"

Jason stood in silence after hearing Thomas's declaration but then began to chuckle. His chuckling became louder and louder until it finally ended up becoming roaring laughter.

Thomas said while annoyed. "What's so funny?"

Jason's wicked smile appeared on his face again. He said, "So, it is really you." He charged toward Thomas.

Thomas dodged Jason and said. "What are you doing, you psycho?"

Jason looked back over at Thomas and laughed. "Psycho? No that isn't what I am. I'm a monster. Isn't that right, Thomas?" He charged at Thomas again.

Thomas dodged Jason again as he replied. "Huh? How should I know? I don't even know you!"

Jack mumbled as he watched from a few feet away from Jason and Thomas. "This feels familiar..."

Jason laughed wickedly. "You don't remember?" His tone of voice then switched to anger. "You don't remember what you did?" He charged toward Thomas again.

Thomas dodged Jason again as he said. "What the hell are you talking about? What the hell did I do?"

Jason charged toward Thomas again as he said. "You let him die."

Thomas froze but just as Jason was about to crash into him he managed to dodge Jason. He regained his composure and said. "What are you talking about?"

Jason charged toward Thomas again as he said. "Marcus."

Thomas froze in place. His eyes watched as Jason approached him but his body didn't move.

Jason tackled Thomas into the ground. He sat on top of Thomas's chest and threw his left fist into Thomas's face as he said. "It's all your fault, Thomas!" His fist crashed directly into Thomas's face.

Thomas said sadly. "I've always wondered... But now I finally know."

Jason raised his right fist into the air and aimed directly toward Thomas's face. He said with his fist raised. "You called him your friend but in the end you couldn't even save him." He threw his right fist and it collided with Thomas's face. He raised his left fist into the air just like he had with his right. He said with his fist raised. "You're pathetic. You didn't deserve to be saved." He threw his left fist and it collided with Thomas's face.

Thomas didn't offer any resistance. He took the beating from Jason as he remained trapped in his own thoughts.

Jason punched Thomas again and again as he said. "You caused all of this! This is all your fault! You made Jake run and you didn't stop Marcus from running after me!" He yelled out. "This is all your fault, Thomas!"

Thomas shoved Jason off of him. He said, "No, you're wrong." He stood back up and said to Jason. "That's you isn't it, Jason? You always did have a tendency to blame all your mistakes on everyone else."

Jason stood back up and stared at Thomas angrily as he said. "What the hell are you talking about Thomas?!"

Thomas said. "Your perception of the world has always been deluded." He grabbed the scabbard off his back and tossed it to the side. Thomas began to walk toward Jason as he said. "You've never been able to understand the actions of those around you." He stopped walking as soon as he reached the knife. He kicked the knife over to the side and then said. "Even after five years you're still the same!"

Jason said. "What?!"

Thomas continued. "You're still as clueless as you've always been. Jake didn't run because of me he ran because of you!"

Jason growled. "What?! Say that again!"

Thomas continued. "You two were brothers weren't you? But you never taught him to fight for himself. That is why all that happened, right? Because Jake was too much of a coward to fight his own battles."

Jason said angrily. "Shut up!"

Thomas continued. "Oh wait I forgot. You two weren't actually brothers. You were only pretending!"

Jason yelled out. "I said shut the hell up!" He charged directly into Thomas.

Thomas was unable to react in time. He was slammed directly into the wall. He spit up blood upon impact.

Thomas said. "And Marcus..."

Jason yelled out. "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" He repeatedly punched Thomas in the face.

Thomas said angrily. "Who the hell said you could interrupt me!" He threw his left fist toward Jason's face.

Jason caught Thomas's fist with his hand. He glared at Thomas as he said. "Shut up and quit spouting nonsense!" He crushed Thomas's fist between his fingers.

Thomas yelled out in pain. Blood spilled out of his left hand. The blood got everywhere. It got on the wall, the floor, and even the ceiling. The blood had also splattered onto Thomas and Jason.

Thomas looked at his left hand then he looked at Jason. He said. "Y-You broke it. You broke it!" He yelled out. "You monster, you broke my hand!" He threw his right fist toward Jason's face.

Jack yawned. "Are you guys almost done?"

Both Thomas and Jason stopped. They both turned their heads to look at Jack.

Jack yawned again. "It's been a long day. I'm feeling kind of tired. Can you continue this some other time?"

Both Thomas and Jason had a bewildered expression on their face.

Jack said. "What's that look for? Come on just look at yourselves! Your both covered in blood. If you go at this any longer you'll probably both die of blood loss. Just finish this some other time. I don't have the equipment necessary to help you if this goes on any longer."

Jason glared angrily at Thomas and then looked back at Jack. He clicked his tongue. "Fine but next time will be on my terms!"

Thomas's anger faded. He slid down the wall in defeat.

Jason walked away from Jack and Thomas toward the other room in the building. Before he could make into the other room a figure appeared in front of him.

The figure wore black, metallic armor. The black armor covered the figure's entire body. On the figure's head was a helmet with a black visor. In the figure's arms was a black gun.

Jack said. "Dang it! I'm never going to get to sleep at this rate!"

Jason looked around him. He saw more armored figures appear throughout the room.

Jason thought. "I'll handle this!" He looked over at Jack.

Thomas said. "Jack, pass me your sword."

Jack nodded. He threw his sword over to Thomas.

Jason looked over at Thomas.

Thomas grabbed the hilt of the sword with his teeth. He said with the sword in his mouth. "I'll handle this!"