Darkangelwitch's request for Red Hood's men kidnap Jason. (Hope you like it!)

Chapter 128: The Best of Intentions

Jason's POV

Damn, did they have to hit me that hard?

I waited for the blurriness to clear as I slowly opened my eyes. Pulling at the cuffs keeping me secured to a chair in the center of the warehouse, I let out a groan into the tape covering my mouth.

Glancing around the warehouse, I found my three kidnappers standing in a corner quietly whispering. Wait a second… They look…Holy shit. This is my warehouse. Those are my dumbass lackeys.

"Hey! Looks like the kid's awake!"

I exhaled slowly to keep myself from busting out and killing them immediately as the three of them walked over to me without even trying to hide their identities. What in the shit were they thinking? Benny Treyard, Dennis Reid, and Sean French. Just what I friggin' need!

"Boss is going to be thrilled! This brat's worth billions!" Benny exclaimed as I rolled my eyes.

Sean studied me for a minute before mumbling, "I still dunno bout this. You both know how the Hood ain't fond of kidnapping kids."

Benny shrugged before replying, "He's eighteen according to his Wikipedia. Not a kid. Besides, we ain't hurt him or nothin."

Tell that to my concussion, dumbass.

"How much do you think we should ransom him for?" Dennis asked.

Benny stroked his chin for a minute before replying, "Probably a hundred thousand?"

Bitch, I am worth at least a billion!

The three of them instantly shut up just as a bike pulled into the warehouse. I squinted against the glow of the headlights just as the Red Hood dismounted. The three morons immediately stood at attention as my imposter strode up.

The helmet locked onto me before turning to the three of them. "He better not be hurt."

Benny's eyes crinkled in confusion as stared at fake me. "Boss, did you get shorter?"

"Erm… no. I got new boots."

Dick is never allowed to play me again. Ever. Not happening.

Dennis scratched his head before muttering, "Is it just me or is he not as muscular?"

"Ass is bigger too," Sean added.

Dick growled, "I'm on a Keto diet. Anyway, why'd you abduct Jason Wayne?"

Dennis twirled his thumbs together before mumbling, "You said you wanted a bigger increase of production… And well, you no longer have any rivals on our section of town, so we figured we'd make it up to you by ransoming Wayne's kid… He's eighteen. We need our ten percent cut, Boss."

"Ten percent? Is that all he… erm I am paying you?" Dick asked in surprise. "Well, for now own, I'm going to bump you up to twenty-five percent and cover dental."

What the hell, Dick! I'm running a crime organization not a charity! Do you know how expensive dental is! If looks could kill, my dumbass brother would be dead.

"Thanks, boss!" they cried.

"You're welcome… And add no more kidnapping people to my list of rules," Dick added before dismissing the three of them.

Dick practically skipped over before peeling the tape from my lips. "You alright, Little Wing?"

"I am going to kill you! Keto! Dental! What the hell Dick! Next time, Tim gets to be me!"

Yeah, I know it's not my best but writing just isn't the same anymore.