3rd person POV:

1 year and nine months have passed since Sir Jason Mcknight was imprisoned for several crimes he has committed and was accused of.

One month after he was imprisoned the prison itself become completely silent. No one has been recorded leaving, nor coming, the guards and other staff were no exception.

Drone footage has shown the prisoners are still inside, however, seemingly highly injured.

Connor Mcknight along with other police officers have been busy with two major tasks. Patrolling the prison to try to establish contact to fix things and trying to capture a new crime organization known as Cocktail.

In other news, the economy has been steadily recovering, with plenty of new businesses popping up.

Leona, after giving birth to her child, has become the right-hand Lady of Anna who was the leader of Cocktail.

Marcus and Anna have been in a relationship for almost a year now.

While in a close relationship with her, Marcus began noticing a few changes in Anna.

She became more confident and brutal in public, not so different from Jason. But in private she was much sadder. She felt guilty, with almost a desire to be punished. When around Marcus, she seemed happier at least.

But that didn't stop Marcus from worrying. Eventually, he tried to push for answers. It wasn't difficult, Anna basically confessed to him like a sinful woman in a confessional.

Anna: That's it... Now you know how horrible I am.

Marcus: Anna...

Anna: You probably want to leave me now...

Marcus: Of course not, An-

Anna: Good. It's better to be willing than not.

Marcus:?

Anna: Marcus, understanding this one thing.

She began crawling on top of him.

Anna: You. Are. Mine.

Anna: Remember that.

Marcus: These yandere vibes are kinda freaking me out. What's gotten into you?

Anna: Do exactly as I say, then it can be you.

Marcus:(gulp)

Marcus: T-this isn't a healthy way to deal with your issues.

Anna: My ways better.

(A few weeks later)

Marcus was running away from a few muscular men in suits.

In his arms was a bag filled with something.

Marcus: Shit, shit, shit!

After a few close calls, Marcus escaped into his car and drove off.

Marcus: Anna has completely lost it...

After driving for a few hours, Marcus arrived at the prison where "He" was incarcerated.

Getting out of his car he was met with Connor.

Marcus: So is it done?

Connor: It was hard with the majority of the cops under her payroll but yeah.

Connor sneakily puts a document confirming that Sir Jason Mcknight has served his sentence and is to be immediately freed.

Marcus: You think I can get in?

Connor: I hope so... The boys want to bust their way in, but I doubt that will end well.

Marcus: Here goes, I guess.

Approaching the prison gate, Marcus shouted at the top of his lungs.

Marcus (Y/n)!!! LET ME IN!!!

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A few minutes pass until the gates are opened to Marcus.

Cautiously, he entered.

Going inside the prison he saw several guards barely able to stand and clearly starving on the outside guarding.

Inside, it was much worse.

Everywhere you looked, you'd see an injured man with wounds that hadn't healed properly. With baggy clothing showing how much they were starving.

A man that looked like the prison Warden then gestured for Marcus to follow.

Marcus: Okay...?

Following him deeper into the complex, Marcus saw how worse the situation actually was.

Marcus: What... What happened?

Warden: Our rehabilitation...

Warden: It was like something from a horror movie...

Warden: He suddenly went on a rampage... We couldn't stop him... He overpowered everyone...

Warden: That demon then turned this place into hell to torture us or as he called it... "Lessons in behaving".

They then arrived at the warden's office.

He opened the door and allowed Marcus to enter.

With the door closing behind him, Marcus saw two men.

Anna's father, Tony. And the Hellspwn himself.

Tony: Looks like you actually learned something.

(Y/n): Shut it.

Marcus: (Y/n)!

(Y/n): Huh? Oh, hey.

Marcus then hugged (Y/n).

(Y/n):!?

Marcus: Everything's gone to shit! People are going crazy! Anna's gone crazy! Help meeeeeeee!

(Y/n): Get. Off. Me.

Marcus:!?

Marcus: S-sorry!

He stops hugging him.

Marcus: It's just good to see you, man.

(Y/n): What are you doing here?

Marcus: I got you out.

He shows him the papers that made Jason a free man.

(Y/n):?

(Y/n): Perfect timing, I was just about to leave. What else is in that bag?

Marcus: New clothes.

Taking the bag, (Y/n) begins changing.

(Y/n): So what's been going on, while I was here?

Marcus: Anna made a new crime gang from the remnants of Gin, Ale, and Rum.

Marcus: Leona's her right-hand Lady.

Marcus: Anna seems to be losing her mind.

Tony: What? Tell me more.

Marcus: I think she feels guilty for all the bad stuff she's doing.

Marcus: She's kinda developed this split personality thing, where she acts all tough like (Y/n) when around people.

Marcus: But in private she's depressed and crying a lot.

Marcus: I think she's even begun hurting herself as a way of punishing herself.

Marcus: I've caught her whipping her own back... She even tried to convince me to do it for her while we were in bed.

Marcus: I just hope it's just a kink.

Tony: Why were you in bed with my daughter.

Marcus: Uh...

(Y/n): It's because she's banging him.

Tony:(glares)

Marcus: I-If it makes you feel better, she's the one who wears the pants in the relationship...

Tony:... Still don't like it.

Marcus: Anyway... (Y/n). Help. Please.

(Y/n): With what?

Marcus:(sigh)

Marcus: Takedown Anna... I'm worried about what the position she's in is doing to her.

Tony: Anna has always been too good for her own good. Doing bad things for the good of the world is probably tearing her apart.

(Y/n):... I don't know how I feel about this outfit.

Marcus/Tony: (Y/n)! Can we focus on Anna's well-being?

Marcus/Tony:!?

Tony:(glares)

Marcus:(awkward chuckle)

(Y/n): Quit whining. I already plan on dealing with her.

Tony: Can you do it none violently?

(Y/n): Pfft... No.

After he finished putting on the clothes Marcus brought, he looked in the mirror.

(Y/n): Hmph... I guess this will help with the look of the part.

(Y/n): We're leaving. Tony, hold down the fort.

The dynamic duo then left the office and made their way out of the prison.

Outside, they were met with Connor.

Connor: Jason!

(Y/n): I will hit you if you hug me.

Connor: I'm just glad you're okay.

(Y/n): First things first-

Connor: You're going to meet your son, before anything else.

(Y/n): My son? So it's a boy...

(Y/n): In that case, I'll name him... Max Power Mcknight. Yes... That a good name.

Connor: Uhh... Yeah... No. Leona already named him.

(Y/n): That bitch!

(Y/n): So what is his name? Better not be lame!

Marcus: Johnathan Mcknight. John for short.

(Y/n): John... My name is better...

(Y/n): Okay, we can go meet the kid, I guess...

Marcus and Connor then took Jason to his son.

Connor began passive-aggressively telling (Y/n) how his kinda mad that he made him a grandfather without telling him he was in a relationship, but Jason didn't pay any attention to him.

The three then arrived at a lovely apartment complex. Going to the top floor, they arrived at a large, almost house size apartment.

Inside, (Y/n) saw an exhausted May and David.

(Y/n): What's wrong with you two?

May: Jason? You're back!

May:!

May: Ugh... I'm too tired to be happy.

David: I'm too old...

(Y/n): Are you going to answer my question or not?

May: Your brat... It's like dealing with, baby you all over again.

(Y/n): So where is he?

David: Uhhh... You know... Around.

(Y/n): God, I have to find him now?

John:(giggling)

(Y/n):?

Following the sound of laughter, Jason found a black-haired, red, and blue-eyed little baby boy.

John:?

(Y/n):....

John:...

(Y/n): Hey...

(Y/n): This might be hard for you to believe, due to how awesome I am compared to you.

(Y/n): But I'm your dad.

John:(giggles)

Jason picks up his son.

(Y/n): Yeah... Me being a dad is funny.

The Hellspawn looked at his spawn, then looked around to see that he was a good distance away from everyone else.

(Y/n): Tch...

(Y/n): Don't you dare tell anyone this, but...

(Y/n):(whispers) Sorry, I'm late.

(Opening theme)