3rd person POV:
Marcus was waiting for the others to finish changing into their outfits while in quite the generic tuxedo.
Anna then walked out in a pretty little black dress with red highlights. Her look was comparable to a flower girl from a wedding.
Leona: Ugh!
Anna/Marcus:?
Anna: Are you okay?
Leona: Yeah... I just hate dresses!
Walking out, she reveals the black and green dress she was given.
Leona: I look like one of those girls in a casino that deals with cards or something.
Marcus: I don't see that.
Leona: That's because you don't see shit.
(Y/n): Quit yapping!
In black pants, redshirt, black tie, matching coat along with his hair slicked back, (Y/n) walks out.
Leona: You... Look really good...
(Y/n): Tch...
Anna: She's right. You cleaned up well.
Marcus: Under all that delinquent wear, is a dashing man.
(Y/n): Shut up. (pulls on tie)
(Y/n): Damn, I hate this shitty tie along with this whole outfit!
Leona: Then we're in the same boat.
She walks up to (Y/n) and straightened out his tie.
Leona: You know, people might see you as a man more than a boy in these types of outfits.
(Y/n): Thanks for the fashion advice. I'll immediately forget it when this is over.
(Y/n): Now let's go beat up the elderly.
(Y/n), Hell's Dragon, along with his companions arrived at a tall building which was Rum's headquarters.
The building blocked the setting sun. With not many, if any other options they entered as they get a call.
Anna handed the phone to (Y/n) who picked up the call.
(Y/n): What now?
Evelyn:(on phone) You're reaching the end, but are you ready?
(Y/n): Hell yeah.
Evelyn:(on phone) Even if you are, here's some advice. Make a smart choice.
She hangs up.
(Y/n): Tch...
Marcus: What' she say now?
(Y/n): Something stupid.
Continuing forward, they saw many people in suits and dresses inline for whatever event that was going to transpire.
The four simply cut straight to the front. The three then handed their tickets to (Y/n), per his request as they arrived at the bouncer.
Bouncer: Yo, you can't cut the line, get to the back-
With all four tickets in his hand, (Y/n) backhanded the man to the floor and began fanning himself with the tickets.
(Y/n): Learn your place, punk. I'm the god damn main event!
Dropping the ticket on the bouncer, the four entered an elevator that took them up automatically.
Anna: Was that really necessary?
(Y/n): It was a power move to show dominance. Those are always necessary.
Marcus: What should we expect from these Rum folk?
(Y/n): My jacket in mint condition if they know what's good for them.
Marcus: I was thinking more about, will there be guns or not.
Leona: We're in America. Everyone has a fucking gun. I'm pretty sure people get tanks for medicinal reasons.
Anna: What kind of people does Rum have?
Leona: People who want to fight?
(Y/n): Sounds like my kind of people.
Leona: The best we can do is be on our guard.
The elevator door then opened to a balcony room that overlooked something.
Everyone but (Y/n) carefully walked up to the balcony to see it be over a large arena.
The arena was some kind of unholy fusion of a Roman Colosseum and a hockey rink with a modern touch.
It was in a circle shape with two meeter stone walls that continued up with reinforced glass so the audience could see the fights they paid for.
Looking around the audience seats, they noticed a wall on the opposite side of them that was part of another balcony floor.
On that opposing balcony floor, (Y/n) and the gang saw Evelyn and Adam.
The balcony they were on then began lowering into the arena.
Marcus: No no no...
Anna: Oh no...
Evelyn: It's nice to see you in person, (Y/n).
(Y/n): The feeling ain't mutual. You've somehow become even uglier since the last time I saw you.
Adam:(chuckles)
(Y/n): What are you chuckling about, you cosplaying fart?!
Adam: I don't think you and I have truly met.
Adam: I'm your great uncle Adam and the leader of Rum.
(Y/n): I don't care. Where the fuck is my jacket!?
(Y/n): Give it back now, I'll consider giving you two the family discount on beat downs.
Adam: You have a lot of guts kid, I like that about you.
Adam: You kinda make me want to have grandchildren of my own.
Adam: But today we have a large audience, I'm itching for a magnificent fight!
Anna: But why?!
Adam/Evelyn:?
Anna: You're family. You shouldn't be fighting! You shouldn't put your family through what you put us.
Adam: It's because we're family that we're doing this.
Adam: I wouldn't have bothered to do any of this if he wasn't my grandson.
Anna: Do you not realize how insane this all is?
Adam: Do you not realize the type of world we live in?
Adam: Love, kindness, those things get you jack shit!
Adam: Society hides it and punishes it, but people want the freedom to do anything they desire!
Adam: They want to be superior to others, even those they are related to.
Adam: That's the true nature of people.
Adam: That is why I'm doing this. To teach my grand nephew to be free from all this bullshit!
Adam: This stage, this arena, is the place where people are free to show their true selves!
Adam: Everyone who fights in this arena does it by there own free will. They are allowed to do whatever to their opponent.
Adam: The audience, can wear whatever they want, eat whatever they want as they watch the fights.
Adam: There are limits of course, but those are only for the ones that aren't willing to fight for your freedom.
Adam: So be free Jason...
Adam: LIKE A REAL AMERICAN!
Adam: ISN'T THAT RIGHT PEOPLE!?
The audience began wildly cheering. Their cheers were so loud, Anna, Marcus, and Leona had to cover their ears from the sheer power of their yelling.
(Y/n): Tch...
(Y/n): SHUT THE HELL UP!!
The shout from Hell's dragon made the audience stop.
(Y/n): I don't know what you're on about, because I wasn't listening, you know why?
Evelyn: Enlighten us.
(Y/n): Because it had nothing to do with my jacket!
Adam: Then let's start the show.
With a snap of his fingers, several drones began flying in the air as a few men dragged a gasoline-filled tub under the balcony the twins stood on.
Evelyn:?
Adam then stood on the edge of the balcony with (Y/n)'s jacket in one had that loomed over the gasoline tub and in his other hand a vile of some kind of liquid.
Adam: The drones are broadcasting this little event to the rest of our little family.
Adam: In my left hand is your jacket that's been filled with rocks and coated in a flammable substance.
Adam: In my right hand, the antidote to cure your friends.
Adam: You can have one at the cost of the other.
(Y/n): You...!
Before he could take a step, Adam spoke.
Adam: Come closer and I dropped them now.
(Y/n):!?
Adam: Depending on which one you choose, will decide whether we do things the easy or fun way.
(Y/n): Bastard... This isn't a game!
Adam: Life is a game with two choices. Make the rules or follow them.
Evelyn:(mind) This wasn't my plan. What's with this improvisation?
The tub of gasoline was set ablaze as Adam held the two objects off the edge of the balcony.
Adam: So...(evil grin) What's your choice?
(Y/n):(glares)
Everyone was dead quiet. Waiting to see Jason's decision.
This was difficult for Jason... But in the end, he knew which he wanted to go for.
Adam then dropped both items, making (Y/n) burst into a full sprint towards his item of choice.
When it seemed like he wouldn't be able to catch the item, he lunged forward and caught it as he slid across the floor on his stomach.
As he looked at the vile with the antidote for his friends, the sound of his jacket bursting into flames echoed in his ears.
Marcus: Wow... I was expecting him to go for the jacket.
(Y/n): Ngh...
He tosses the antidote to Leona.
(Y/n): Take it...
Leona: Thank you.
Anna: Thank you (Y/n).
Marcus: Seriously, it means a lot.
(Y/n): Just...! Take it...
Leona takes the first sip as (Y/n) walks up to his flaming jacket.
Leona:!?
Leona: Is this just water?!
(Y/n): What...?
Adam:(grins wickedly)
Anna and Marcus take a sip as well.
Marcus: Son of a bitch, it is just water!
Adam: MWAHAHAHA!
(Y/n):!?
Adam: Did you honestly think that there was a poison that would kill someone in exactly a year while also having no side effects?
Marcus/Anna/Leona:!
(Y/n):....
Jason watches as the red piece of cloth around his jacket sleeve burns away into ash.
Adam: MWAHAHA! GUESS WE HAVE TO DO THING THE FUN WAY!
As Adam continues to laugh, the audience joins along and laughs with him. Soon enough, the whole area fills with the sound of laughter.
Evelyn:.....
Jason was slowly being pushed to the edge.
His teeth began to grind. He clenched his fist so hard and dug his nails deep enough to draw blood.
Jason tried to calm himself down but that only made things worse.
He had been tricked by people who were related to him... Played for a fool... Now robbed of his most precious belonging...
(Y/n): AAAARRRRGGGHHHHH!!!
(Crash)
Slamming his fist into a wall, cracking the wall itself, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
(Y/n): ADAM! YOU'RE A DEAD MAN!!!
Adam:(evil smirk)
(Y/n):(murderous glare)
TO BE CONTINUED...