Uber Jason - Strength 27

He saw all that just before one of the guys leapt forward, flying at Jason through the air feet first, putting his full body weight into it, making contact with his heavy prison boots. It was a move that should have brought Jason down, and he did stumble, but not much. The guy must have thought he was on the right track, because he ran back and took another flying leap. This time he got a bigger response, but not one he expected. This time that damned machete flicked through the air, cutting fast and furious, lopping off both of his feet. The guy screamed as he fell to the ground, blood pumping out of the ragged meat stumped at the end of his legs.

Nobody helped him. His friends were to busy. One grabbed at the arm that held the machete and instantly the arm lifted and the guy rose into the air. Another one of the guys tried to get Jason into a headlock from behind. Meanwhile, the last guy standing besides Viper went in for deadly punches to the stomach and groin, hitting with his fists, kicking with his feet, not fighting pretty, but knowing he probably had just one chance at such close contact.

Jason reached behind him with his free hand, grabbed the guy chokeholding him in his fist, hurled him over his head and sent him through the air. He hit the ground a hundred feet away. The machete arm still held the guy clinging to it like it was a tree branch over a cliff. That arm swooped down, the murderous weapon it held stabbing the puncher from one side of his body to the other, just below the ribs, about the same area where the guy was punching Jason.

The puncher paused for a heartbeat, staggering back a couple steps. The machete pulled out. The guy had turned slightly and the machete went in for another hit and struck him lower this time, groin level. In. Out. Then the blade sliced through the lower body, chopping off both thighs at hip level, taking with it some of the guy's privates. All the while not one sound had come out of the con's mouth. Suddenly, as he dropped to the ground legless, a howl like a fatally wounded animal filled the air.

	Jason X: To the Third Power - Pages 332-333