Jason Vs. Aliens: Cold Blood Killers

I don't own Jason Voorhees or the Xenomorph Aliens. Jason is dressed like he was in Freddy vs. Jason and Jason X.

Deep Space:

An odd looking Space ship, Organic looking yet inorganic. Like a metal organ, the ship was speeding through the Milky Way. However the auto-piloted craft had the misfortune to have to pass threw Orion's belt. A field of meteors, denting the ship and shorting out it's navigational tech. It would not be able to leave our galaxy; instead it would crash on earth, releasing it's hellish cargo. Living seeds of life forms of pure evil and carnage.

Water. For Jason Voorhees it always began with water and it always ended with water. He looked in the direction of his dead mother's house. Earlier that week he had showed the head of his mother the head of another killer, Freddy Kruger. The nightmare killer had impersonated Jason's mother and tried to manipulate him into killing some surban teens. 'Oh sure I killed quite a few of them. That prick couldn't share and he insulted you, mom.' Jason thought, he still couldn't leave the lake though. The wounds Jason received from Freddy were numerous and severe even for Jason's increased healing factor, which is increased even more by Crystal Lake. And just when he'd heard some cars pull up yesterday. His thoughts were put on hold as huge fiery light was distorted by the lake. 'What the hell?' Jason quickly surfaced and saw what looked like a metallic meteor pass by and crash into the woods. 'Maybe..aw screw it. Ready or not kids here I come.'

"What's that?" Trish asked her boyfriend Steve, he looked to where she was pointing, "Dunno...let's check it out!" he said energetically. "Shouldn't we tell the others?" "Nah. Rip will have a bitch fit. And she's always a by-the-book-pussy type of person." Steve replied and said quietly to himself, "What shame. Hot ass and sexy ass tities, sexy face. What a waste."

They saw the crash site. Their faces in awe, "Whoa. Fuck yeah."They went into crater, a door like structure fell off. "Wimpy piece of shit..." Steve said aloud, he began to enter, "What the Fuck are you doing?!" Trish asked, he turned, "Uh I'm inside. Duh." he turned again and saw something, like a fish tank. "Hey, Trish. I think we found a flying aquarium store." "A what?" "You heard me." he turned to her again, there's nothing in here." Something moved and Steve saw it, right before it leapt on his face. Its skin was tan (like tan pants) colored looked like a crab like spider with no eyes and two weird sacks on its rear end and long tail. The tail wrapped all the way around Steve's neck the legs clamped to his head, all the while Trish was screaming, until one got her too. Both of the teens collapsed, as each creature sent a long tube down their throats, feeding them oxygen and implanting their seed...

Kerry "Rip" Ripely (she has Brown hair and Brown eyes, is white, mild tempered) was astonished to see how much beer and pot her friends were consuming. She didn't join them for a number of reasons; 1)Her dad had given extensive military training and discipline. Her friends: Kyle: White, blonde hair, blue eyes, wore levies blue jeans and shirts promoting music bands; Max: Black, brown hair, green eyes, tough on the outside, soft on the inside due; Carl: White, dirty blonde hair, purple eyes, smoked pot and cigarettes a lot; Steve: White, light brown hair, gets stoned and drunk pretty often, cheated on Trish pretty often; Stan: Black, yellow eyes, built like a line backer; Mary: Hispanic, Black eyes and hair, she played soccer; Alyssa: White, Brown Hair, green eyes, computer hacker and bisexual ; Stacy: Black, blonde and black hair, study law, pretty athletic; Brenda: Black, Black and Brown hair, does Karate; Cindy: White, Blonde hair, dressed up as playboy bunny and stripped on the internet once, heavily drinks; Trish: White, Dirty Blonde, practices sword fighting; and her ex-boyfriend Alex: White, black hair, gray eyes, average build; had persuaded her into being one of the designated drivers. She wasn't too keen on accepting the Camp's new owner's offer, especially from what she'd read on the camp's history. So unknown to her friends she'd brought Beretta 92 pistol and her cell phone, just incase the so called Jason Voorhees made an appearance. Or the people who looked like Mercenaries.

"Sir, it appears, Voorhees is active." a Merc at a laptop said to their leader, commander Baklava. The whole purpose of them being there revolved around Jason, a chance to finally see some action. When they encountered Jason they'd capture him and hand him over to the corporation that hired them. "We've also discovered that UFO was a space craft. What should we do?" Baklava thought for a moment, he smiled, "Use the kids as bait as planned. Let Voorhees slaughter them. After we captured him, taken care of any survivors, we'll investigate the craft."

Jason had the teens with relative ease, thanks to their music and shouting. One of them, Carl, if Jason had heard and seen him correctly, was heading behind a cabin. 'Well, this should be easier than usual..are kids and teens these days just getting dumber?' He saw Carl lighting a cigarette, and took a drag. "Ch-ch-ch-ch-ha-ha-hah." Jason made his signature sound, causing Carl to look around, "Somebody out there?" "Kih-Ki-ki-ki-ma-ma-ma-hah." Jason emerged from the woods into view, his appearance made Carl give a WTF look. "What the fuck's up with you?" Jason unsheathed his machete and stabbed the teen in the gut. As Carl fell to his knees, grabbing his gut, blood and intestines gushing out. He looked up at Jason, just as the killer horizontally cut Carl across the throat, decapitating him, torrents of blood gushing out . "Carl?" one of the other teens called out, they were close, too close for Jason to dragged the body away. He quickly reentered the forest, just as Cindy was around the corner and found what remained of Carl. She screamed and couldn't stop for 15 minutes.

Trish woke up to see Steve lying next her, there was a gaping hole in his chest. She also saw the carcasses of the creatures that attached themselves to Steve's and hers face. She wanted to scream, but instead she started coughing, badly. She heard a rip and scream in pain as her chest was being ripped open from inside, until while she was screaming, a tan colored snake like creature with out eyes and had shiny silver teeth burst out of her chest screeching, bits of her chest and blood went flying. It slid off into the darkness...

Jason stopped walking, and turned; he thought he'd heard two screams. Only one of them sounded normal, but the other..it sounded inhuman and it sent chills down his spine but only for a second. He snapped out of it, no matter what made the screech, if it crossed Jason Voorhees's path, it would die...

Baklava had called a rally he was going to send half of his troops to monitor Voorhees and the half would secure the crash site. He was dividing into to halves just in case Jason grew any interest in the crash site.

Kerry was in shock to what she saw as were the others when they saw Carl's Corpse, but she recovered quicker than the others. "Shouldn't one of us being calling the police?" Kyle looked at her incredulously, "Are you fucking high, Rip? If we call the cops we'll be searched so will our cars and just to remind you some of us are stoners and drinkers!" Kerry was pissed beyond belief, "Better than being the next victim, you fucking dumb ass!" Drying her eyes, Cindy spoke up, "She's right..we need the cops.."suddenly she broke down again, "I..I think he might..have gotten Trish and Steve!" Alex was trying to piece things together, "Who the hell would have done shit like this?" Kerry spoke up, "The reason the camp grounds was supposedly shut down in the first place..." Alyssa turned to her, "You mean Jason Voorhees, right, Rip?" she shook her head. "Who the fuck is Jason Voorhees?" Kyle asked, Kerry began, "Jason Voorhees drowned in the lake as an 11 year old boy, and years later when the camp tried to reopen, the deaths of counselors, fires and toxic water. Later it was revealed his mother, Pamela was responsible for the first two, and after some girl chopped off Pamela's head off, Jason resurfaced as an adult. He was later killed by some kid name Tommy Jarvis after others had survived him, but didn't kill him. Later, when Jarvis was 16 he was suffering from nightmares because of an imposter Jason. He dug up Jason's grave and accidently brought him back to life, later an FBI team shot him to shit. His niece killed him and then he some how returned, and killed tons of people at Elm Street. He was returned to here later." Alyssa scrunched her face, "What were those stupid shits thinking bringing him back here?!" suddenly lights clicked on, huge stadium lights, "FREEZE!" Men in commando uniforms and gas masks with red goggles, and M-4A1 Assault rifles with scopes, laser sighting, grenade launchers and flashlights. "Ki-Ch-ch-ki-ch-chah-hah-ha-ha-ma-ma."

"Sir, our platoon found for Voorhees and the kids..." Baklava turned to him with an evil smile, "Good. What about those who went to the craft?" The comm tech's face turned cold, "They haven't reported in and their GPS is blocked.."

"YOU MUTHERFUCKIN' ASSHOLE!" Stan yelled slamming into Jason and jump kicking the Hockey mask wearing killer. He slammed an uppercut into Jason's chin, knocking the hockey mask off. Stan stood there looking at Jason's deformed face, as if Jason Voorhees was the most disgusting thing in the universe (A/N: There a lot of things that look worse than Jason's unmasked face). He slammed a punch into Jason's chest, knocking him down. While he was on the ground, Jason grabbed his mask and replaced it on his face. Stan was obviously tired, the beer had slowed him down, he hit Jason again and as Stan was leaning back and to stand straight up, Jason grabbed Stan's head and broke his neck. Stan's horrified face was now facing behind him. One the stunned soldiers spoke, "Whoa. Son of a bitch.." Jason tapped Stan on the chest knocking his body down. Just as Jason pulled out his Machete, the soldiers opened fire. Jason was more than match for them, for their guns were loaded with tranquilizer rounds. Jason slashed on down the head and body, Vertically, Blood spraying out. He stabbed another in the chest and then slashed another across the chest. He then decapitated two of them, and then soldiers retreated. Then Jason turned his attention back to the teens, "YOU KILLED STAN, YOU MUTHER FUCKIN' PENDOJO!" Mary yelled picking up one of the pistols and opened fire. To her horror she saw, one of the bullets bounce of his shoulder. The bullet look like a cross between a bullet and a tranquilizer dart. He back handed her with his fist, sending her flying into a tree, but she was already dead. He had snapped her neck and given her a concussion. The others ran except for Rip, she was so stunned she couldn't even fire the gun. Jason Voorhees walked up slowly to her, "Ki-Ch-Ch-Ki-Ch-Ha-Ha-Ma-Ma-Hah." he stopped when he was only two feet away, his eye slits were no longer shadowed, she could see his eyes, he didn't really look angry or deranged, like she thought he would. His eyes from what she could see were nonchalant, as he raised his machete, they heard an inhuman scream that sent shivers down both their spines. Suddenly, thought Rip had caught a small glance of it, a spear like end of a tail burst through Jason's chest. A hissing of blood and a hissing from something else could be heard, Jason's machete dropped into its sheath, and a huge black banana shaped head came into view, it had no eyes but it did have mouth filled with razor sharp teeth. Another one dropped from a tree, and the other threw Jason off it's tail into a tree, his chest already healing but his head hit the tree knocking him out. The other merely breathed at Kerr Rip Ripely and its terrible breath knocked her out. The two creatures grabbed Jason Voorhees and Rip, to take them to the every growing hive...

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