Introduction

A fight with Jason

Jason shot his lightning bolt across my chest. I could have sworn I saw my skin sizzle. I dissolved my body particles, once again, just long enough to appear quickly in front of Jason so he couldn’t predict my movements. Be he had a chance to get up, I head-butted him, sending him flying across the stadium. Everyone cheered once he hit the wall. A crack could be heard. The audience and I waited patiently to see if Jason would give up, but he didn’t. He struggled to his feet, swaying slightly. I blinked and opened my eyes wide. Now Jason was closer, only 2 inches away from my face. My back was now against the wall. My back stinged against the brick wall. It had shredded my skin and I felt long trails of blood coming from my shoulder, which took most of the impact.. It made slashes like a thousand cats got mad and decided to get revenge. Jason looked up at me with a wild look, like it was fun for him. ‘He isn't trapped here’. Just then, the realization hit me... ‘He never was. So, who was he? My head started to pound, and my ears popped. I struggled against his hand around my throat. ‘Why does this always happen?’ I could see flashes of light clouding my vision. Suddenly, I was on a surgery table on top of an operating table. It was a blurry image, but I could feel a sharp pain shoot through my arm and that was very clear. A cold liquid poured through my veins. That was the last thing I could remember before I felt my eyes starting to close and my body went limp. I fell to the floor.