Hello all, this is my first fanfic, Friday The 13th, Camp Crystal Lake. I created this so people who hated Jason's unexplained resurrection due to being blown up in Jason X, yet being healed in Freddy Vs. Jason would have some closure. This takes place in a timeline where Freddy Vs. Jason happened before Jason X. Freddy went to Hell in FvJ; the end was a dream sequence.
Jason stepped lithely through the woods. He was a shadow of the Jason his victims were used to. He was no longer a hulking monster; he looked like a trapeze artist. Strong, but not brutally so. Quietly, he approached the Voorhees house, and stepped inside. Taking one moment to drink in the sight of his childhood home, he walked down into the basement. As he looked around, his worst fears were confirmed. The Necronomicon Ex Mortis was gone. After looking around, he found a mirror. He recoiled in horror. His face was almost normal, but there was no emotion. It was as if he was wearing a blank Halloween mask. It only took him a second to figure out was going on. Someone had healed him with that Book of Evil.
Finally, he remembered everything. His remains had been blown into the lake. Which meant someone down in Hell was looking out for him. And he had a feeling he knew who it was. There was only one explanation why he felt so weak. The souls of all the victims he had killed were gone from him.
After searching the house for weapons, he had uncovered a bow with some arrows and a hunting knife with a sheath. He carried the knife on his belt. Going upstairs, he found a pillowcase and made himself a crude mask out of it. It was cold outside, so he took one of Mommy's flannel shirts and put it on under his sweatshirt. Than he stepped outside. Everything felt familiar to him, he knew Crystal Lake like the back of his hand. So he headed for the Cabins. A party was going on inside, he was about to step inside and slaughter them all, when a thought stopped him. What if he couldn't heal from his injuries? He decided to take a bit more civilized approach and scout things out. Apparently, his healing had restored his reasoning. Suddenly, a twig snapping broke him out of his thoughts. He hid at the side of the house. The drunken man that stumbled out of the woods was one he knew all to well. That Doomsayer Ralph. Jason let him pass out against a tree before he made his move. He came up behind Ralph, and drove the knife into his throat. Gurgling, Ralph tried to call for help, but was unable. Fueled by rage, Jason slammed the knife into his chest again and again, until Ralph was still.
Jason went into the woods, pulling an axe from a tree stump as he went along. In his drunken stupor, one of the teens went into the woods to piss. Before he got his pants off, Jason slammed the axe into his skull. Then the voice stopped him.
"Kill them for me Jason."
"I will Mommy." He said, "I promise."
Inside, the frenzied party was still going on. Jason watched them go upstairs to do the dirty thing, and it made his blood boil. Mommy never would have approved. Still, he waited until most of them left to their respective cabins. Eventually, only one couple was left. They stood dancing, and Jason was about to leave them alone and sleep, (the healing had restored all human qualities he had before.) Then, they started to undress and go upstairs. Jason's fury returned he followed them upstairs, at the top of the landing the girl's boyfriend saw Jason and tried to punch him. He got an axe to the face for his efforts. The girl tried to run past him, but he knifed her in the face. He left and returned to the shack in his woods. Obviously, the Necronomicon had restored Camp Crystal Lake to exactly the way it had been before Jason had gone to space. Jason went inside the shack, said goodnight to Mommy, than went to sleep. He had a big day tomorrow.