A Far cry from earth

Jason was having one of the nicest meals he had had in a long time. Which was a shame since he was currently sitting in a prison cell. Jason wasn't complaining too much especially since he had gotten fresh bread! Do you have any idea how hard it is to get fresh anything on Rook island? And clean water too! And these people probably didn't want him dead since they hadn't killed him in his sleep! They had taken most of his weapons though, but he was less than concerned considering that he had already turned the metal spoon they had given him for lunch into a shiv. If they did try to kill him he was sure he could take out enough of them to get his hands on his guns again and then well...... Game over for them.

Several guards in what appeared to be gold armor marched to his cell door, armed with short swords and crossbows.

"Wow the recession must be hitting you boys pretty hard huh?" A harsh glare from the guard was his only answer.

"Prison 104 you are to report to the throne room for interrogation immediately" Jason frowned slightly, he didn't recognize the uniforms or actions of whoever this faction was. But that might be a good thing, who know maybe I'm getting payed to kill some people today Jason thought with a dark smile.

"Lead the way." Jason said with obvious sarcasm. The cell door opened and he was quickly surrounded by guards. As he was led out of the cell he noticed the surrounding cells like it was some kind of old fashion dungeon. But that would be ridiculous there were only dungeons in castles and there were no castle on Rook Island. At least he didn't think there were....

"Keep moving" A rough shove from behind him ignited his anger; He was Jason FUCKING Brody he had killed more people than that little fuck had seen in his entire life.

"You'll be the first" Jason muttered under his breath

"What was that?"

"Where are we going?" The guard snorted

"The Princess has ordered us to bring you to the throne room for an interview" Jason giggled, royalty huh? That would definitely be a new one. He snickered

"Oh dear, I do feel underdressed" he snickered while motioning at his bloodstained blue jeans and polo. The guards said nothing as they walked towards two large double doors. An unseen force opened the door and he was ushered towards a small table and several empty chairs.

"Sit" the guards roughly shoved him into the chair, before spread across the room and making a perimeter. Jason scowled, he knew exactly what was going on here; they would make him wait trying to either get him nervous or to show how important they were so he would be more likely to work with them. He wasn't going to have any of it, he focused solely on examining the room and every possible escape route. He quickly noticed the stained glass windows that none of the guards seemed to be worried about. He smiled, should this meeting go south he had an escape plan.

Someone cleared their throat, Jason turned back to face forward. In the seat across from him was a woman; she seemed about early thirties, with magenta eyes that radiated power, however the most interesting fact was her flowing multi-colored hair, well that and the wings.

"Oh dear I didn't think I'd go to heaven when I died" Jason laughed

"Excuse me?" The strange woman seemed only slightly perturbed

"You're an angel, and I don't mean that in the pick-up line sense although...... Nevermind, so tell me am I here to be  judged?"

"Judged?" Jason nodded

"Since I'm dead." She frowned

"You're not dead." Jason giggled

"In that case I seem to have a very bad case of insanity, but I have been expecting to lose my mind for quite a while now."

"You're not imagining this" Jason just smiled

"Whatever you say love" She scowled

"My name is Princess Celestia and you will address me as such." Jason's smile grew wider

"I wouldn't bet on it" He failed to notice the guard walking up from behind

*SMACK*

Something hit Jason in the back of the head, no more specifically a gauntleted hand had smacked him in the back of the head. The mirth in Jason's eye extinguished in a heartbeat and was replaced with a smoldering rage

"You will respect the Princess" The guard's words fell on deaf ears

"You really shouldn't have done that" The guard smirked, while raising his hand into the air. Too any untrained eye watching the would have been confused as to why the guard's throat had erupted in a spray of red, if they had looked closer they would have seen a shiny spoon handle slick with blood embedded in the guards jugular.

Too everyone else in the room they had seen Jason move with lightning speed and implant the shiv with practiced ease.

Jason sat back down smiling widely at the Princess not caring in the slightest about the blood that coated half his face. The Princess simply raised an eyebrow before turning towards one of the other guards rushing towards them.

"Go fetch a medic, and return to your posts." The guard ran out the door, while the other stopped mid-step unsure as what to do, Celestia glared

"Do I need to repeat myself?" The guards slunk back to their posts, while Celestia turned to face the still smiling Jason

"I do hope you had a good reason for trying to kill my guard"

"I  don't tolerate being hit."

"So you stabbed him?" Behind Jason the guard was being carried out of the throne room by several people in white medical coats.

"Oh yes, though I would have rather shot him but alas you took all my weapons." Celestia raised her brow

"Apparently not, where do you hail from where behavior such as this is allowed Mr....?" Jason's smile never left his face

"Brody, Jason Brody, and as for where I'm from..... Ever heard of Rook Island? No? Aren't you lucky! Well Rook Island is this wonderful little vacation spot that is overflowing with murderous slavers and insane locals. Imagine my surprise when I got stuck there and killed my way through most of its inhabitants."

"You killed most of them?" Jason giggled

"Well to be fair they started it"

"How's that?" An image of Grant bleeding out flashed through Jason's mind. The smile left his lips and a cold hardness settled in his eyes.

"You don't need to worry about that" Celestia raised her brow but dropped the subject. Her mind drifted; He had casually tried to kill one of her guards, and done so without a moments hesitation. He obviously wasn't from around here and if he was caught then she could just deny sending him with little backlash. A small smile graced her lips

"Tell me Jason is someone of your 'Talents' available to be hired for a bit of a job?" Jason's smile was all the conformation she needed.