(I don't own any character by DC Comics, or any characters from the Texas Chainsaw Massacre series, Friday the 13th or Bittersweet Candy Bowl, though the version of Lucy that appears is my own idea.)
At Camp Crystal lake there was a legend, a legend that anyone who went to the camp would be killed maniac who lives there.
Helen wished she'd believed it, if she had then maybe her friends would be alive now. They'd all just gone down there to have a rave and orgy, but about an hour into it some maniac in a hockey mask killed all of them, one at a time.
Her first clue of the killing was when she found the corpses of her best friend Donna, and Donna's boyfriend, they were having sex at the time that someone hacked the two of them to death with an ax or bladed weapon of some kind, the cabin the two lovers were in being coated with blood
Shocked and scared of what she found, she ran off to warn the others, but she was too late and found them dead as well, having also showed up just as the murderer killed her boyfriend.
Barely managing to escape death herself, Helen found herself hiding in a shack and there she plotted her next course of action.
Looking through the shack she realized was the killer's home, Helen was able to find a harpoon gun to defend herself with.
Currently she was waiting in the dinning hall in the abandoned summer camp, waiting for the killer to appear.
To draw the killer's attention, she'd lit one of her brother's joint and left it in the center of the room, the killer seemed to be attracted to the stuff, like a moth to a flame, she only hoped the monster would come to her soon so she can seek her revenge.
After about an hour of waiting she saw him walk pass the table she was hiding behind for cover, the killer just staring at the lit joint she left on the floor.
Deciding she had waited long enough Helen aimed the harpoon at the Monster that her butchered her friends.
"Eat metal you cold hearted bastard!" Helen yelled as she proceeded to shoot the killer in the chest with the harpoon, the force knocking him on his back.
Seeing movement out of the corner of her eye, Helen turned and was shocked to find the hockey masked killer still alive.
In disbelief Helen backed away only to bump into another mysterious person, who had snuck up behind her.
While she barely got a glimpse of her attacker she was able to make out a leather mask and a chainsaw swinging at her before she felt a searing pain as her body was cut in half.
You see, the legend of Crystal Lake was slightly off, there used to be just one killer but now there was another one, who no one had ever suspected of being there.