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Smirking as his blow had connected, Hazama tipped his hat to the side while shooting a smug grin Remila's way.
"Aw, what's wrong? Rub ya the wrong way? Well, good. The pain's only gonna get worse from here if you keep standing in my way!" He taunted only to see Remila push herself back up and lunge at him. "Yeah, why don't you feast on this-" Before he could go any further, Hazama felt himself freezing over and over again as Sakuya replicated her knives. Leaving him surrounded in a absolute minefield of blades. Once Sakuya gave the word, they began to fly in and Hazama groaned. He figured their'd be some obstacles to him getting the hell out of here but Jason as far as he'd seen just straight up walked out. Yet, here he was fighting two powerful entities. What a drag.
His movements with Ouroboros were little more than a blur as he knocked away as many knives as he could. But even with the combination of speed and power that he had such mastery over, some would still break through his defense causing blood to spew out from the puncture wounds. Once the knife storm had finally died down, Hazama was left with knives sticking into his flesh from every other angle. With his head looking towards the floor, his hat's brim was pulled down slightly making it difficult to get a good read on Hazama's face as he began to growl.
"It's...Become quite clear to me...That your little maid here...And you, vampire brat..Don't have a clear idea of who exactly you're fucking with. But that's okay..I'll fix that up, right now!"
Rushing forward in a surprising burst of speed given the various number of injuries he'd sustained, Hazama's foot lashed out to crack Remila across the face. Once she was sent flying, he'd turn his attention towards Sakuya as a sickly green energy began to emit from around his person. This bitch here could stop time and use it to gather up whatever tools she would have liked for the battle. Heck, she might have been able to go get a drink in between for all Hazama knew. But that knife parade she'd gotten him mixed up in was the last straw. He didn't care if she was a goddamn time wizard. She was at the top of his shitlist and that was not where many people desired to be.
Which is why he'd began to snicker like a madman as three serpents from the Azure crawled out from behind Hazama, setting their sights on the time manipulating maid.
"DIE! DIE! DIE!"
The serpents lashed out at Sakuya, one of them coming in from the right, another one coming in from the left, while the third one waited. As if to see how Sakuya would interact to the other two and to defend against any attacks aimed at Hazama if she froze time again.
While Hazama's battle only seemed to grow more intense by the minute, Jason wasn't faring as well. His metallic feet slid across the floor as Relius continued to knock him back with blow after blow. But yet the zombie continued. With his cape strewn to the side and a mechanical puppet arm lurking out from within it, Relius could only shake his head in a terse mix of annoyance and disappointment. He figured their would have been some kinks to work out on Project X but he didn't plan on it being this resilient to attempts to subdue it.
Something would have to be done before Jason was too damaged to continue or before he managed to simply endure Relius's attacks to the point where Relius no longer possessed the energy to keep his 'creation' at bay.
Which is why Relius lowered his arm and thrust a hand out towards Jason who staggered closer and closer.
"Executing primary mission directive #1981"
Suddenly, Jason's mechanical arm seemed to lock up as he raised his machete to strike once he drew close enough. Jason could no longer move it of his own free will as the nanobots had been programmed to lock down Jason's mechanical assets once the command had been given. Jason's vision suddenly began to blur, it seemed it was even growing worse than it had been while he watched Hazama fight Remila/Sakuya. But a message appeared in Jason's thoughts, looking clear as day.
On the outside, Jason was frozen in the pose of mid battle. But his eyes were still free to move about as they wished. Furthering the 'pausing' effect that the directive had left on him. As Relius approached, he began to shake his head from side to side.
"When I took you and Hazama in, it was for the purpose of science and science alone. You showed me that their is life even beyond the realms of death but yet you continue to fight as if you wish to live! Your body even joins in on the effort regenerating and regenerating even if all that's left of you is a walking corpse. So, I thought modifying you with the nanobots system I'd been developing-to help root out and destroy what remained of that decrepit decayed flesh you used to call a body-would help further that investigation. Instead, you stand before me with hate so visible in your eyes. It's unfortunate..But it seems clear to me that you're far too much of a hassle in your current state. If you don't stand down, then something will have to be done about your current mentality and I've a few ideas on how to deal with that.."
Jason had only been half-listening, as his mind was still currently engrossed on the mental message he was receiving. What kind of orders were these? Who was Project X? It couldn't have been him, his name was Jason Voorhees! Not whatever name the man before him had designated! No matter how much Jason struggled to move his right arm from it's current state, the nanobots had locked it down tight. Jason's monstrous strength wouldn't be helping him out of this mess. But he simply refused to just throw in the towel and let this being have his way with him! The memory came in somewhat choppy and it wasn't something the zombie could recognize right off the bat. But as the image began to clear up, it hit the cyborg zombie with all that it was worth.
It was...Him, how he was before Relius had gotten his mits on him and a woman. The woman seemed to be an older one, presumably in her late fifites/early sixties. Jason's head was tilted to the side as the woman placed her hands on either side of his hockey mask and smiled at him.
"Jason..My sweet sweet boy. No matter what those awful people do to you, you'll still have your little secret. Do you know what that secret is?" The woman asked as Memory!Jason shook his head from side to side. "No matter what they do to you, you cannot die. You will never die! A mother's just got to know these things. Especially when she has to look after her sweet young son like you, Jason. Now..Fight back, Jason! Fight back and KILL HIM!"
After that, the memory faded away having served it's perceived purpose. So it did, Jason's mind was made up. That woman in the memory had been his mother. Even beyond all the mental safeguards Relius had put up, that one fact was something that would remain with Jason until the day he never raised his machete again. His mother had only ever wanted what was best for him and if that was to murder Relius than he'd see it through to the end, no matter whatever roadblocks their may have been. But despite Jason's continued insistence on moving forward, the nanobots kept his mechanical implements locked down tight. Keeping him stuck in the spot where he was. But Jason wouldn't be kept back! His willpower began to fight against the nanobots's control and soon the message from before began to change into something more suitable.
Smoke could have been seen blowing from Jason's arm as the nanobots struggled to keep control of the limbs with them. Jason's willpower was corruptive, bending whatever it could to toe the line that the serial killer wished it to. It seemed even Relius's hi tech machines weren't immune to this which amazed Relius to no end as Jason began to move forward, even if it was only inch by inch. It was still moving against the directive that had been laid out ever so clearly. Holding his hand out once more, Relius spoke out again.
"Halt, Project X. Directive #1981 is still in full effect. You shouldn't be able to even move an inch with your mechanical limbs."
But Jason had moved beyond such petty concepts as directives and orders. No more would he be shackled by Relius's controls! Much to Relius's awe and horror, Jason's willpower finally ended up triumphing over the nanobots and Jason was free to do with his mechanical limbs as he wished. Which given the option changes to the order..
Swinging the machete downwards, Jason originally intended to simply cleave Relius in twain from his shoulder downwards. But someone else had other plans. Machete clashed against sword and the ground began to rumble as DeluKnight stood before the now independent Jason X with a noticeable dent in his mask. As the Chairman visibly struggled to keep Jason's blade at bay for long, he'd briefly look over his shoulder to snap at Relius before quickly returning his attention back to where it was needed the most.
"You fool! You've...Lost...Any control over him! If I hadn't stepped in...You'd be dead!"
"..How truly astounding the determination of this creature is. Resisting until he finally gained control of his entire body. I wonder what pushed him to keep trying.."
@Kaykay
"Aw, what's wrong? Rub ya the wrong way? Well, good. The pain's only gonna get worse from here if you keep standing in my way!" He taunted only to see Remila push herself back up and lunge at him. "Yeah, why don't you feast on this-" Before he could go any further, Hazama felt himself freezing over and over again as Sakuya replicated her knives. Leaving him surrounded in a absolute minefield of blades. Once Sakuya gave the word, they began to fly in and Hazama groaned. He figured their'd be some obstacles to him getting the hell out of here but Jason as far as he'd seen just straight up walked out. Yet, here he was fighting two powerful entities. What a drag.
His movements with Ouroboros were little more than a blur as he knocked away as many knives as he could. But even with the combination of speed and power that he had such mastery over, some would still break through his defense causing blood to spew out from the puncture wounds. Once the knife storm had finally died down, Hazama was left with knives sticking into his flesh from every other angle. With his head looking towards the floor, his hat's brim was pulled down slightly making it difficult to get a good read on Hazama's face as he began to growl.
"It's...Become quite clear to me...That your little maid here...And you, vampire brat..Don't have a clear idea of who exactly you're fucking with. But that's okay..I'll fix that up, right now!"
Rushing forward in a surprising burst of speed given the various number of injuries he'd sustained, Hazama's foot lashed out to crack Remila across the face. Once she was sent flying, he'd turn his attention towards Sakuya as a sickly green energy began to emit from around his person. This bitch here could stop time and use it to gather up whatever tools she would have liked for the battle. Heck, she might have been able to go get a drink in between for all Hazama knew. But that knife parade she'd gotten him mixed up in was the last straw. He didn't care if she was a goddamn time wizard. She was at the top of his shitlist and that was not where many people desired to be.
Which is why he'd began to snicker like a madman as three serpents from the Azure crawled out from behind Hazama, setting their sights on the time manipulating maid.
"DIE! DIE! DIE!"
The serpents lashed out at Sakuya, one of them coming in from the right, another one coming in from the left, while the third one waited. As if to see how Sakuya would interact to the other two and to defend against any attacks aimed at Hazama if she froze time again.
While Hazama's battle only seemed to grow more intense by the minute, Jason wasn't faring as well. His metallic feet slid across the floor as Relius continued to knock him back with blow after blow. But yet the zombie continued. With his cape strewn to the side and a mechanical puppet arm lurking out from within it, Relius could only shake his head in a terse mix of annoyance and disappointment. He figured their would have been some kinks to work out on Project X but he didn't plan on it being this resilient to attempts to subdue it.
Something would have to be done before Jason was too damaged to continue or before he managed to simply endure Relius's attacks to the point where Relius no longer possessed the energy to keep his 'creation' at bay.
Which is why Relius lowered his arm and thrust a hand out towards Jason who staggered closer and closer.
"Executing primary mission directive #1981"
Suddenly, Jason's mechanical arm seemed to lock up as he raised his machete to strike once he drew close enough. Jason could no longer move it of his own free will as the nanobots had been programmed to lock down Jason's mechanical assets once the command had been given. Jason's vision suddenly began to blur, it seemed it was even growing worse than it had been while he watched Hazama fight Remila/Sakuya. But a message appeared in Jason's thoughts, looking clear as day.
On the outside, Jason was frozen in the pose of mid battle. But his eyes were still free to move about as they wished. Furthering the 'pausing' effect that the directive had left on him. As Relius approached, he began to shake his head from side to side.
"When I took you and Hazama in, it was for the purpose of science and science alone. You showed me that their is life even beyond the realms of death but yet you continue to fight as if you wish to live! Your body even joins in on the effort regenerating and regenerating even if all that's left of you is a walking corpse. So, I thought modifying you with the nanobots system I'd been developing-to help root out and destroy what remained of that decrepit decayed flesh you used to call a body-would help further that investigation. Instead, you stand before me with hate so visible in your eyes. It's unfortunate..But it seems clear to me that you're far too much of a hassle in your current state. If you don't stand down, then something will have to be done about your current mentality and I've a few ideas on how to deal with that.."
Jason had only been half-listening, as his mind was still currently engrossed on the mental message he was receiving. What kind of orders were these? Who was Project X? It couldn't have been him, his name was Jason Voorhees! Not whatever name the man before him had designated! No matter how much Jason struggled to move his right arm from it's current state, the nanobots had locked it down tight. Jason's monstrous strength wouldn't be helping him out of this mess. But he simply refused to just throw in the towel and let this being have his way with him! The memory came in somewhat choppy and it wasn't something the zombie could recognize right off the bat. But as the image began to clear up, it hit the cyborg zombie with all that it was worth.
It was...Him, how he was before Relius had gotten his mits on him and a woman. The woman seemed to be an older one, presumably in her late fifites/early sixties. Jason's head was tilted to the side as the woman placed her hands on either side of his hockey mask and smiled at him.
"Jason..My sweet sweet boy. No matter what those awful people do to you, you'll still have your little secret. Do you know what that secret is?" The woman asked as Memory!Jason shook his head from side to side. "No matter what they do to you, you cannot die. You will never die! A mother's just got to know these things. Especially when she has to look after her sweet young son like you, Jason. Now..Fight back, Jason! Fight back and KILL HIM!"
After that, the memory faded away having served it's perceived purpose. So it did, Jason's mind was made up. That woman in the memory had been his mother. Even beyond all the mental safeguards Relius had put up, that one fact was something that would remain with Jason until the day he never raised his machete again. His mother had only ever wanted what was best for him and if that was to murder Relius than he'd see it through to the end, no matter whatever roadblocks their may have been. But despite Jason's continued insistence on moving forward, the nanobots kept his mechanical implements locked down tight. Keeping him stuck in the spot where he was. But Jason wouldn't be kept back! His willpower began to fight against the nanobots's control and soon the message from before began to change into something more suitable.
Smoke could have been seen blowing from Jason's arm as the nanobots struggled to keep control of the limbs with them. Jason's willpower was corruptive, bending whatever it could to toe the line that the serial killer wished it to. It seemed even Relius's hi tech machines weren't immune to this which amazed Relius to no end as Jason began to move forward, even if it was only inch by inch. It was still moving against the directive that had been laid out ever so clearly. Holding his hand out once more, Relius spoke out again.
"Halt, Project X. Directive #1981 is still in full effect. You shouldn't be able to even move an inch with your mechanical limbs."
But Jason had moved beyond such petty concepts as directives and orders. No more would he be shackled by Relius's controls! Much to Relius's awe and horror, Jason's willpower finally ended up triumphing over the nanobots and Jason was free to do with his mechanical limbs as he wished. Which given the option changes to the order..
Swinging the machete downwards, Jason originally intended to simply cleave Relius in twain from his shoulder downwards. But someone else had other plans. Machete clashed against sword and the ground began to rumble as DeluKnight stood before the now independent Jason X with a noticeable dent in his mask. As the Chairman visibly struggled to keep Jason's blade at bay for long, he'd briefly look over his shoulder to snap at Relius before quickly returning his attention back to where it was needed the most.
"You fool! You've...Lost...Any control over him! If I hadn't stepped in...You'd be dead!"
"..How truly astounding the determination of this creature is. Resisting until he finally gained control of his entire body. I wonder what pushed him to keep trying.."
@Kaykay