He stalked the girl; she was young, about his age when he drowned, maybe a little older. What was she doing there; the people of Crystal Lake never let the children wander even remotely close to the old camp. He huffed, something about this child was familiar, she looked around, big green eyes over flowed with curiosity, he knew that look of curiosity, it was Grace's look, the way she had looked at him when she and Jason first met. Now that she had that same look, Jason came to realize that the young child was an exact negative of Grace, instead of red hair, she had black, instead of blue eyes, she had green, everything else screamed Grace. Was this Grace's daughter? Jason couldn't help but take a step forward, so mesmerized in the child that he didn't even notice the bear trap ahead of him, he stepped on it and fell with a thud, no pain coming to him, he was just stuck.
Casey was startled, squealing she ducked behind a tree, peeking around to watch the behemoth unleash his foot from the bear trap. He was too occupied to see Casey slip away from the area and out into the open area of the camp. She slid into an empty run down cabin. She ducked under the window, flattening herself against the wall as well as possible. She looked out across the room; she'd be able to tell if someone were coming, based on the fact that the cabin is facing the setting sun, a shadow would be cast across the room. She went rigid when she saw a shadow lay across the floor suddenly. She squeaked quietly.
Looking up to the window she could see the huge man, she knew the Agency had developed creatures to capture her, she just didn't know they were like that. The person left the window and Casey let a sigh escape, then the door opened. Her eyes went wide and her heart stopped, she forced herself to stop breathing, the door swung back slowly and stopped just centimeters in front of her knees. Casey slapped her hand over mouth as the person entered. She heard his heavy footsteps walk across the floor she saw him just around the edge of the door. Casey slid further behind the door trying to stay out of his sight. The man stopped, Casey squeezed her eyes closed and prayed to her father for protection. He walked toward her, unknowingly, Casey hoped, she couldn't help but open an eye, the door slid opened painfully slow, revealing the man. Casey didn't know what else to do but faze outside and run. Her heart pounded in her chest as she ran into the woods. She looked back over her shoulder, he wasn't chasing after her. Casey stood there, confused.
He wants to help, baby. Her father's voice whispered affectionately in her ear. Casey turned to the side ruptly, only to see no one.
"Papa?" She muttered, tears stinging her eyes. Her father did not reply, the tears raced down her cheeks. She had no clue that the mysterious man was watching her from a distance.
Jason watched in pity as he watched the little girl wandered away from him after calling out hopelessly for her father. He slid out from behind the tree to follow her to make sure she didn't get hurt. The girl stopped at the lake. She just sat down, hope leaving her, she looked soundlessly from side to side, sniffling every so often. She had yet to notice Jason only two feet away from her. He took the first step towards her. She turned around, looking helpless.
"My father said you wanted to help me?" She told him, her red tinged eyes wide. Jason nodded.
"Can you talk?" She asked, Jason shook his head, the girl narrowed her eyes at hi, then they widened.
"My momma told me about you. You're Jason, right?" Jason looked down, so this was Grace's daughter. He looked back at her and nodded.
How old is she? Jason thought to himself.
"I'm twelve." She told was taken back.
"One of my gifts allows me to hear people's thoughts. You're a people." She told him. Jason beckoned her to follow him to the camp so he could find her a place to stay.