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Whelp, he was found out. Jason sat there, folding his arms with a intense look of displeasure on his face as the laptop was taken and locked away. It did interest him that he wasn't the first one to perform such a stunt. So he wasn't the only jerk on the island.

"Apparently not" He confessed. "And no, don't really feel like paying for it either." Not like he had any money to do so. Seriously how did his other half survive with no funds. Did he gamble them all away or something?.

He stood up as well, also closing the difference to be up close and personal in Melvin's face. "Nothing. I have nothing to bargain. No do I care if they want to fight me. It's their fault for being so responsible." His smirk turned sinister. "They can try, but I'm sure I can come out on top."

"I do whatever it takes, regardless of the consequences. And if it involves 'stealing', as you say, then by all means I will do so. I don't care who I hurt, those people were just weaklings, and if it isn't me then it would of been someone else who would've done it. Why should I spare a thought for the people who can't keep up? Theres no room in this world for weakness."

He wasn't done showing Melvin who was boss. "Does it matter? I value power, and being the one who wields it. " I thought it would be fun if I could get what I wanted without paying. Though it doesn't seem it will work that way now. But then, I could always try another tactic..."

His hand slammed onto the table, the various objects rattling with the force of it. "Do it. Or else."

The problem with using force was that you were supposed to back it up. And oh, he would love to back up his words, but he knew the moment he started throwing his weight around there would be others to intervene. Sure the place had cleared out, but he knew H was lurking around somewhere. And he wasn't about to ******** up one of his hunters.

However, it didn't mean he couldn't try other means of persuasion.

The moon reached out, attempting to swipe at his glasses, or perhaps any other object he could get his hands on.

It appeared he had approached someone who was either completely sane, or a hard a** on a level he had never seen before.

Jason couldn't hide the look of disbelief, his fingers held around Melvin's throat but applying no pressure, not even touching skin. He didn't want to pull away because he'd look like a fool, but seriously, he didn't have a back up plan for offing hunters that pissed him off.

So he merely held his arm out there, judging this obviously crazed guy.

"What on god's green earth are you on that would make you this much of a masochist!?"

The look Melvin gave him was both infuriating, knowing he hadn't stepped up to the task, and yet puzzling, as if this guy had wanted him to go further. And he had dated a complete sociopath by the sounds of it.

What the ******** was wrong with the people on this island?!

"There is a different between 'can't' and 'wont', you complete psychotic ********." Though he let the man move his hand away and ruffle his hair, a few stray strands coming loose from his ponytail but nothing like Melvin's mess of hair. "I have something called 'self preservation' which is something you clearly lack."

" Why don't you go talk to your boss? I'm sure he could grant you your insane desire."

He kept silent, watching Melvin with growing irritation, not that he wasn't angry enough with being taunted and toyed with. This whole excision had been for him to do the taunting and toying, but now he was facing someone who was quickly turning the tables.

He could feel his airways constrict, the hunter was babbling some inane nonsense and at this point he wasn't going to have any more of this.

Jason grasped Melvin's wrist, his face twisting into a savage snarl, Trying to twist it at it's joint while using his other hand grasped at the arm and tried to force him back into the wall.

"I can assure you I have the will!" He spat. "You piece of s**t!" The hand holding his arm pulled back to swing a punch.

He wasn't going to stop this time. Melvin had pushed all of his buttons, and there were no witnesses to see him. No, he would prove to this upstart just how far he could go.

He threw his arm forward, aiming a roundhouse at the hunters face.