HYPERDYNE SYSTEMS ORBITAL LAB
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His name was Jason Voorhees.
A group of archeology students found the cryogenically frozen bodies of Rowan LaFontaine and Jason Voorhees on the blasted remains of Earth One. Unaware of the danger, the students revived LaFontaine and, through unknown means, Jason reanimated himself and immediately began a tour of terror that ended the lives of fifteen men and women aboard the Grendel. It didn't stop there; the class IV Catamaran Transport, on a runaway course, had smashed into Solaris Station, causing a chain reaction that destroyed the starbase and its three hundred residents and workers. Only LaFontaine, a student, and the head of an android survived.
That was less than forty eight hours ago.
Somehow Jason survived being blown out into space and being dragged into Earth Two's atmosphere, where he landed in Camp New Crystal's lake. It wasn't long before the murders began again. One of the camp counselors had managed to send a distress call along the Colonial Defense Feed, which was picked up by Major Marco Sanchez and his grunts. The soldiers were the peacekeeping force stationed on the outskirts of the colony, tasked with responding to any situations that threatened the well being of the settlers. They had failed their mission utterly when they reached the burning ruins of the camp.
Major Sanchez didn't even know the fucker's name until the debriefing, when he had to explain to a smokey room of military paper-pushers why everyone in his command had been brutally slaughtered by a masked maniac. Even after they had cross-referenced his appearance and modus operandi with a police report filed by LaFontaine and learned his name and legend, they couldn't believe one man was capable of such destruction.
The military eggheads didn't take Sanchez's claims of the killer's regenerative properties seriously until they attempted an autopsy. They told Sanchez that Jason was perhaps a cyborg, or a malfunctioning synthetic. Sanchez had found that to be insulting; he had gone most of his military career suffering discrimination for his cybernetic implants, and it didn't sit well with him that he had implicitly been likened to that of a monstrosity like Jason Voorhees.
What they discovered instead was that the monster was already beginning to heal from the fragmentary grenade that had blasted away a good part of his armor plated face, exposing the necrotic flesh underneath. Seven mangled corpses later, Sanchez was called back in to take Jason down a second time. Sanchez had come prepared. He had upgraded his programming and armaments to even the playing field with the unstoppable slasher. Scientists and soldiers were caught in their crossfire and again, Sanchez remained the sole survivor.
Sanchez knew the only way to disable Jason was to freeze him and with a little bit of technology and a shitload of luck, he had managed to flood the mess hall with liquid nitrogen. Sanchez's standing orders were to keep Jason contained until they could send reinforcements and plan a transfer to an orbital military installation. Sanchez may be a soldier, but that didn't mean he wasn't capable of thinking for himself. He knew that any attempt to control or study Jason was going to end in bloodshed, and Sanchez wasn't going to have any more souls clawing at his conscience...
Which was why the major was currently prepping a shuttlecraft and consulting starcharts for the nearest uninhabitable rock where Jason could spend eternity stabbing at native flora. It took him almost an hour to find a tiny planetoid, orbiting a blue dwarf star. It was recorded as HEL-666. Whatever astronomer came up with that name must have had the warm and fuzzies for this place. At best speed it would take a day and a half to reach, which left Sanchez plenty of time to monitor his killer cargo and administer the nitrogen injections when needed.
Laying in the course and initializing dust off, Sanchez realized that while he was saving countless lives he would end up being court-martialed for his troubles. The soldier spared a look at the screen displaying the motionless serial killer locked up in the brig.
It's worth it if that bastard never sees another human being for the rest of his unnatural life.