Hell's Return: Part 3

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~Jason's POV~

As we exited the portal, I saw lava, death, and lost souls. We looked around, until a voice echoed in the realm.

"You think you could defeat us... good luck..."

"Was that... him?" Skyler asked Aaliyah.

"No... that's a different voice... I know it..." Aaliyah said, grabbing her amethyst sword out. I grabbed my sword, and everyone got there axe's, daggers, and bows.

"Who's us?" Sky asked the voice.

"You'll see..." the voice chuckled.

"B-Biggums..." Mitch stuttered to Jerome.

"I...I know, dood. The dream..." Jerome said.

"What dream?" I asked.

"Wait, guys. Sorry to burst your bubbles, but look." Amber said, as she pointed to a stone pathway leading to one place.

"It kinda looks like a..." Sky started.

"Prison... for who though?" Ty finished.

"One way to find out." I said as I started to follow the path. The others did the same. A flashback came back to my mind.

~Flashback~

"NO!" I screamed in agony as I saw my mother get stabbed by my father.

"No... Jason... go... I can... handle this..." My mother said, coughing out blood.

"You heard her Jason. Leave." My father demanded.

I ran out of the room in fear, hoping my mother will be okay.

"No..." I muttered under my breath. I quickly ran into my room to get the thing to protect my mother.

My spacesuit. It was a little big for me, but good enough. I grabbed a knife from the kitchen and flew to my parents room.

Yeah, I flew.

In front of me, I saw my father torturing my mother with a knife. I closed my eyes.

"For Mom!" I screamed. My father turned around to see me in my spacesuit and a knife in my hand and stabbed him in the heart. I deactivated my jetpack to run to my mother, who was pale and lying on the floor with a pool of blood surrounding her.

"Jason... thank you... but I-it's too... late..." My mom said weakly, crying and bleeding.

"No... Please..." I started to bawl.

"Jason... please... protect yourself... and remember... I am ALWAYS with you... no matter what..." My mother whispered as she breathed one more time... with a smile on her face.

"No..." I said as I flew out in the night, with a knife on my side.

~Weeks later, Still Flashback~

I was just camping in the woods, when I heard footsteps coming to me. I grabbed my knife and got it ready.

"Who's there?" I asked. There were bushes rustling, as if someone's been watching me. I slowly walked to the bushes and pushed it aside to see a human, a fish, and a frog.

"Why are you here?! And who are you people, or amphibians?" I asked them, holding my knife to there faces.

"We wanted to ask you the same." The fish said.

"I've been hiding after my father killed my moth-" I stopped there. I took off my helmet for them to see my blond hair, blue eyes, and tears.

"We should have never asked, you stupid fish!" The frog said, punching the fish.

"I'm not a fish! And how am I supposed to know what happened!? It's happened to all of us to, y'know." The fish replied.

"SHUT UP!" The human said as he walked up to me. "We know how you feel. Our parents did the same, but different stories. My name is Ian. This is Dakota, or Kermit, and Quentin." Ian told me.

"We sometimes call him the fish." He whispered to me. I giggled.

"i'm not a fish." Quentin said.

"Well, I'm Jason. Nice to meet you." I introduced. "I have been a little lonely... mind if I join?"

Everyone nodded as I put on my helmet, and followed my new, and only friends."

~Flashback Over~

I held back tears before I could make a scene. I looked around until I accidentaly bumped into Ian.

"Oops. Sorry." I said.

"It's okay Jason. Is something up?" He asked. I nodded.

"Remember when I first met you guys?" I broke into a whisper.

"Jason... it's okay. C'mon, we got a mission to do." Ian said, stopping me from crying. I nodded as I looked over to see nothing but blackness in the room.

"Huh..." Aaliyah said. Before she could even walk in, a strange thing pulled her over into the room. It happened to everyone else, even me.

All I could think of was my tombstone as everything turned black.

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I'm thinking of a MCYT FF.

BYEE!

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