Chapter 9 - The Roof of Fire
The freezing, violent wind aggressively whipped around Jason as he desperately clung to the heavy metal landing gear.
The massive private jet rapidly ascended into the dark, stormy night sky above the sprawling, glowing city.
Jason completely ignored the absolute agonizing pain in his shattered thigh as he aggressively pulled himself upward.
He forced his exhausted, bleeding body completely inside the unpressurized mechanical wheel well of the massive aircraft.
He aggressively used his heavy tactical knife to violently pry open the internal maintenance hatch leading to the main cabin.
Jason violently pulled himself completely up into the luxurious, perfectly lit interior of the massive flying fortress.
Arthur was casually sitting in an expensive leather chair, happily pouring a glass of expensive champagne in victory.
He violently dropped the crystal glass in absolute shock as his bloody, battered son aggressively crawled into the room.
"You simply do not know when to completely lay down and die, Jason," Arthur yelled fiercely over the engine noise.
Arthur aggressively pulled his heavy silver hand cannon and fired a massive shot directly at Jason's chest.
Jason violently rolled forcefully to the side, aggressively dodging the lethal bullet by absolute millimeters.
He aggressively lunged forward and brutally tackled his psychopathic father forcefully into the expensive mahogany bar.
They violently wrestled in the luxurious cabin, completely destroying the expensive furniture in a brutal, bloody death match.
Jason violently punched Arthur repeatedly in the face, completely unleashing decades of repressed anger and pure trauma.
Arthur aggressively pulled a hidden, serrated combat knife from his boot and violently slashed Jason deeply across the ribs.
Jason roared in absolute agony but completely refused to ever let go of his violent, desperate grip on his father's throat.
He violently twisted Arthur's arm entirely backward, completely forcing him to completely drop the bloody combat knife.
Jason aggressively grabbed the heavy silver hand cannon from the floor and aimed it perfectly at his father's head.
"The absolute reign of the Miller family darkness ends completely tonight," Jason stated with cold, terrifying finality.
He did not fire the weapon, but instead violently shot the massive, heavy cockpit door completely off its solid hinges.
He aggressively ordered the terrified pilots to immediately turn the massive plane completely around and land at the airfield.
The jet violently banked heavily in the dark sky, completely returning to the snowy runway where Maya was desperately waiting.
The massive plane violently touched down with a highly terrifying, incredibly heavy bounce on the frozen tarmac.
Federal agents and massive police barricades completely surrounded the entire runway with blinding red and blue lights.
Jason forcefully dragged his completely defeated, bloody father entirely out of the massive jet and threw him to the police.
He completely collapsed onto the freezing tarmac, finally allowing the immense adrenaline to completely leave his shattered body.
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Maya aggressively ran through the massive crowd and violently threw her arms completely around his bleeding neck.
They had finally won the absolute ultimate war, but the horrific nightmare was completely about to deliver one final blow.
