Jackson stopped the recorder and begun to speak directly to Mr. Morgan while sitting at the bottom of a cargo ship, " For six months, Angel and I tried to make a home for ourselves. It became hard because I couldn't wear anything with short sleeves or shorts because the suit won't come off. My disadvantage forced me to send Angel into stores because she won't be suspected of being a foreigner. We lived in a tiny, run down apartment for a long time. When we met you, our aspirations came to life and now, we are able to live in a penthouse under your roof. I thank you for everything." Jason Morgan looked at his colleague with full understanding and realized that this was more than just a fight to get his wife and son back, but to permanently destroy the Exonaut project entirely. "Jackson, I think it's time we put this madness to an end." said Jason. Mr. Morgan took a couple steps forward and hugged Jackson while saying, "My friend. Everything will be okay. Just when you go in there, give them hell. For you. For your wife. For your kid. For Bill. For the nation." Jackson and Mr. Morgan's eyes locked on, then they completed their handshake. "I'm gonna get some rest brotha," said Jackson, leaving Mr. Morgan alone in the storage room of the cargo ship. He grabbed the shiny helmet off of the crate and walked to the cot where Jackson took a nap.
After several hours of being on the boat, the ship approached the Exonaut dock. Heavily armored guards started to approach the giant cargo ship as if the order had just been shipped in. These men were all wearing the same patterns as Ean did months ago but with more armor added on top. Crawling out of the cot, Jackson moved down to the bottom of the ship, reappearing in the same corridor where he last saw Jason Morgan unpacking some weapons. The young dad put his helmet on and said, "Alright, it's time to get my wife back." Through the side of the helmet he heard a voice, "Jackson, this is Jason. You can talk to me through here. I am at the top of the ship dealing with some guards. Find a way off of this ship without being detected or alarming other people." "Affirmative. Thank you Jason." said Jackson, ready to attack anyone who was in his way. Before leaving, Jackson grabbed a few items off of the table which included: a holster for his glock, several clips of ammo, and a flare. After grabbing his initial gadgets, Jackson grabbed the two katanas leaning on a wooden box. He sheathed the two swords and began to find his way off the boat.
Jackson began to make his way up the main stairwell. As he reached the top, gunshots rang out. Aiming his Glock, he proceeded to look at the group of men ready to shoot the crew. Among the men, Jason was put in the center, emphasized as the leader of the rebellion. Jackson took aim at the man standing on the far right, then shot all six men in the head without them able to respond. It was the first hostage crisis situation of the day, but Jackson was bound to experience more in a matter of hours. Jason yelled, "Jackson, you need to get your ass moving before they decide to do the unthinkable!" Armed and loaded, Jackson ran off of the boat, holstering his Glock back into to his holster. Then he pulls out his double katanas, running and holding them pointing outward. Using his superhuman speed, Jackson ran towards the main building of the Exonaut complex, decapitating men as he passed by. The closer Jackson got the laboratory, the less men that came out of the double doors. When he reached within a hundred yards of the laboratory, a man in the same exact suit except in all red came out. Jackson stopped in his place and stared at the man, he looked too familiar. The man took off his helmet and a face that was deformed from a fire appeared. "Jackson, you didn't keep the door closed. If you kept the door closed, you wouldn't be here right now," said the man. Jackson couldn't believe it. It was his dad that was in the suit, but why did he have a burnt face? "I know what you are thinking. What happened to me? Well, I died because of you. Your mom killed me, but then brought me back to life just for this moment. Now, you need to know another thing," said Jackson's dad as Ean walked out in the same suit. The his father continued to talk, "Your mom is the one behind this. She wanted to destroy you through the secret experiments that she hid from the both of us." "Why do you want to kill me then?! I was a young child who was left at home alone for the whole day!" yelled Jackson. "My son, no need to tell you. I just need you to die." said his father. Ean looked at Jackson with electricity coming out of his hands yet again. Inside of the helmet, Jason communicated to his disciple, "Jackson, keep calm. I am calculating the shot to kill Ean. It's my kill. Your dad is yours. Don't move."
Tensions were high yet again. Jackson stood still watching his father and Ean stare him down. Within a couple seconds, Jason took the shot, piercing Ean's head. Ean's body fell to the ground which left Jackson alone with his father, a fight between two generations. "You know, your friend didn't have to do that." said Jackson's father. "Yes, I know, but I want my wife and son back." replied Jackson. His father devilishly said, "Oh, those two are yours? They are better off being thrown in a garbage can and incinerated with the rest of your people from the northern section of the little utopia!" Clinched fists, shoulders back, swords out, Jackson had no patients left for the old geezer that stood across from him. A sudden feeling of adrenaline rushed, his muscles began to spasm, and there was no way for him to hide it. His father pulled out two hand scythes, the symbol of communism. It was the ultimate duel, a fight between father and son, angels and demons, Communism and Shambhala. Both men stood stagnant until the Jackson's father put his helmet back on. The blood red knight of death charged Jackson with the blades in front of his body. Jackson struck a pose, engaging in defensive combat as the speed demon approached ever so quickly. Upon impact, they clashed swords, pushing each other away to a neutral state. Again, they clashed, pushing back and forth, trying to simply get an edge with any blade, but neither one of them could manage to push through each other's defense. They both made a sudden move, flinging both katanas and scythes away from each other.
The angel and archangel fought an extremely fierce battle. Both men would trade off punches, knocking the wind out of each other at nearly the same time. They were identical, but Jackson started to lose focus. He began to look elsewhere, specifically at his mother who was watching the fight with his son in her arms. One split second turned an even match into the favor of the sinner. Jackson was grabbed by the legs and twirled in circles, until being hurled through the air. His undead father ran over and began to punch Jackson's helmet repetitively. The fight seemed to be over, but the tide shifted. Using his backup knife, Jackson shoved the knife into his father's face. The arcane man staggered backwards, holding his face, trying to detach the knife that penetrated the skin and into the cranial cavity of his skull. Jackson hopped up from the ground onto his feet and sprinted at his father. With all of his force, Jackson pushed the knife deeper into his father's head, finally killing the old man.
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Jackson Helm: Island Escape
AcciónA boy is taken from his affluent family. Jackson Helm, the missing boy, finds himself on an island as an experiment. He goes to the chair then lights out! The boy is in a coma, but is that the end of his story or just the beginning?
