Hi everyone! I've finally gotten around to the Friday the 13th story I said I was going to write ages ago :p I'm curious to see how many of you are reading this because you read my Halloween fic ;D
Disclaimer- Y'all know this, I didn't own Halloween, why the hell would I own Friday the 13th? XD I only own this story and my OC.
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The quiet of the car was deafening.
If her car wasn't so quiet, it wouldn't have mattered. But it just so happened that today of all days her radio decided to freak out on her. And of course she would be out in the middle of the wilderness. Even if she hadn't been she still would have not had enough money to fix it anyhow.
If she didn't need to travel all the way out to this area this entire boring situation could have been completely avoided.
Why did she have to go get it? Why couldn't her brother go get it? He was more of the fetching type of person.
She scowled, but the scowl dissipated as she saw a sign for the town she was looking for. "Finally, I'm here!"
The car drove into the town as she searched for the building she needed to visit. It was found with ease and she parked in front of the building.
She stepped out of the car and her black hair flowed as the wind blew. She hadn't noticed it before, but the sky was beginning to darken. The woman entered the building and stepped up to the counter.
She was greeted by an older blonde woman behind the desk, "Hi there, how can I help you?"
"I'm looking to get the will papers that my grandfather left behind."
"Name?"
"Uh…his or mine?"
"His name, dear." The receptionist smiled.
"George Anderson."
The receptionist turned and opened up a file cabinet behind her. She searched through different folders and pulled out the correct one. Then she took out a piece of paper and pen. She handed it to the younger woman.
"This is just for the records. Nothing legal or anything…we just need to know who is picking it up. Sign at the bottom…and that's all I need." The blonde woman set the folder on the desk.
The younger woman signed her name and returned it. The receptionist looked it over, "Allison Hayes?"
"Yep. That's me. Hayes was my mother's grandfather's last name."
"Alright, you're all set, Allison. I must warn you, be safe on your drive home…there's supposed to be a storm coming."
Allison gave the receptionist a smile, "Oh, thank you…but I'll be fine. Have a nice day!"
The receptionist returned the gesture as Allison exited the building. She stepped back into her car and put it into reverse, backing out of her parking space and was on her way again. She sighed. Ugh, she really wanted to hear some music.
She was going to give Patrick a piece of her mind when she got home. Allison knew she won the coin toss, but her brother was a sneaky one. Even at twenty-two, he was still immature. Allison herself was twenty-five.
Patrick was the kind of brother who would antagonize you constantly, but he always had your back. Patrick believed that life was like a box of chocolates and you never know what you're going to get. He lived his life without planning it out and just rolled with the punches, which is how he came up with the name for his band. The Punch. He and a couple other friends started the band back in high school, and they've become a popular local band. Of course sacrifices were made and he never graduated high school.
Allison on the other hand, did graduate high school and she completed her degree in college for Business Management. She was currently store manager for a local convenience store and spent her days there. Allison liked to think of herself as nothing like her brother. Unlike Patrick, she was hard working and always planned things out. She had a schedule and followed it religiously. If something in the schedule changed, the rest of it had to change. People called her OCD, but she didn't think she was as bad as other people to be really considered it. Allison was a dedicated hard worker and she always came through with her employees on requests.
She continued driving along the road, coming back the way she had come. The car zoomed around the road's curves. She was speeding, going ten miles over the speed limit. Allison wanted to get home as soon as possible. She really did not want to get stuck in the rain. Her car quickly came across another vehicle and she easily drove around in an illegal manner. The car's driver angrily honked their horn and gave her the bird. Allison returned the gesture, rolling her eyes.
Booming thunder sounded throughout the sky. Allison rolled down her window and poked her head outside, looking upwards. She groaned, "Damn it!"
Another thunder and the rain droplets began to fall down from the dark clouds. It cascaded down without warning, pounding against her car. Some of the rain poured into the car through the open window and Allison hurried to roll it up. "Shit, shit, shit!"
The gas pedal had gotten wet and her shoe slipped from her liquid. Her foot pressed on the gas as the car rapidly accelerated and she gasped in realization. She took her foot off the gas and slammed on the brakes. Unfortunately for her, she'd forgotten the basics of driver's education.
You never slam the brakes in the rain.
Her car was coming around a bend in the road as she slammed the brakes. The car skidded and screeched as the rubber was left behind on the pavement. It hydroplaned and rammed into the guardrails. She screamed as the car flew down the side of the hill. She desperately tried to control the car, but the steering wheel wasn't working. The car hit a rock and it was thrown off balance. She cried out in pain as her head banged into the steering wheel. It rolled and flipped to the bottom of the hill. The car came to an abrupt stop on its side.
Allison breathed frantically, trying to regain her composure. She held a hand against her heart, making sure she was still alive. Running a hand through her ebony locks, she looked herself over. A few cuts and bruises but nothing major. Her head was pounding. She opened the sun visor and checked her face. She could already see a bruise forming on her forehead and her lip was swollen.
"Owww…" She whined. "Just fucking great."
Allison knew she couldn't stay here because she wouldn't get saved by moping. She searched her car for the will papers but she couldn't find them. She growled in annoyance. "Ugh! I hate today!"
She unbuckled her seatbelt. Allison fumbled with the door handle. It wouldn't budge. She grumbled again. Grabbing the umbrella she had in the back seat, she whacked it against the window until it broke and removed any remaining pieces still attached to the door frame. She hefted herself up through the window and climbed out of the car.
Allison took in her surroundings. The sky was black now, completely darkened from the storm. The rain was still pouring. Her purple t-shirt and blue jean shorts were already soaked. She was in a thick forest with many trees towering over her. The denseness of the foliage only made it harder for her to see through the rain.
She began to trudge through the dirt that had turned into mud moments earlier. She had no idea where she was going. She just went along her way. Her pounding head was beginning to constrict her vision just as much as the rain had. She was basically walking blindly through the forest.
Allison heard a wolf howl in the distance. She whimpered frightfully. Pushing her hair out of her face, she now saw that the wolf was right in front of her. Allison mentally cursed her horrible luck today.
She slowly turned, keeping her eye on the wolf. It was watching her like a hawk, fangs bared. Allison took off with a sprint, running as fast as she could. The wolf swiftly followed her with ease. Allison nearly skinned her knee after she slipped in some mud. She was surprised; it hadn't overtaken her as soon as she thought. Wolves were naturally faster than humans. She glanced back and studied the wolf's gait. It had a slight limp to its run. Knowing this fact, she was a little more confident that she could get away.
She spotted a thick brush nearby and wildly leaped into it. Allison grinned happily. She found a hole deep enough for her to hide in until the wolf ran away. She crawled inside, waiting for the wolf. She heard it padding in the mud nearby. It howled and ran away when it couldn't find her. Allison waited a few moments before coming out of her hiding place. She peeked around and saw the coast was clear. She stepped out of it, trying to dust herself off.
Allison was an intelligent woman and knew that she needed a form of protection. She searched for a large branch on the ground. She found one and grabbed a rock. Breaking off the extra length of the branch she began to scrape away the circular edges of the branch and made a sharp point. The rain made it difficult, but she managed. She pricked her thumb on it, testing the deadliness. Her thumb bled a little.
Allison continued on her way, journeying through the forest. Her ripped, drenched clothing and barbaric weapon made her look like a wild woman. Her hair was a rat's nest and matted to her face. The blood from her cuts had trailed down her skin from the rain.
She eventually found a shore-line to a lake and stayed close to it, hoping to find an easy way to get down to the water. By the time she reached the lake, the rain had stopped. Allison sat down on the ground and placed her weapon by her side. She gazed out upon the lake, taking in its beauty. The moonlight cast shadows on the water, reflecting a gorgeous light.
Aside from noticing the scenery, she failed to notice that a looming shadow was cast on the ground by a being that stood behind her.
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So what did you all think? There is no specific year it's going to take place in. It's somewhere between the events of F13: The Final Chapter and F13: A New Beginning. Let me know what you think! :)
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