The forest was silent, mist like fog shimmered in the moonlight. The lake reflected the moon light but the night had only gone silent after the sounds of death and murder had echoed through the camp of Crystal Lake for the last hour. Stepping out of the tree line stood a massive figure wearing a hockey mask, covered in fresh blood from his last kill, a young woman that had his machete embedded in her skull. Pulling the large knife out of the girls' head, Jason walked into the water of the lake, never noticing a pink hair woman shivering in utter fright from in a trees' branches.

The next morning, the police found the bodies and the girl. The young woman's mother was also there, hearing something that went Chchch Ahahah, chilling her to the bone. Jason watched as the pair drove off, his mind racing to explain to himself why he had missed that young woman. The pink hair was...wait, did her hair just change color right now? He could have sworn it was vivid pink a minute ago! Pushing that from his mind, the hockey masked killer vowed to find that woman and kill her. No one escapes him, no one!

The mist covered the killer of Crystal Lake, leaving behind a crumple piece of paper. The ink was smudged beyond recognition except for two lone words.

Harry Potter...

Hogwarts, Start of original book timeline, 1991

Tonks was glade that she was returning to Hogwarts, after witnessing the brutal deaths of very 'active' teens around her age. But the nightmares she was having about the masked killer was driving her bonkers. Something in her was 'pulled' towards the man, she didn't know why but it made her shudder every time she thought about it. Though she now saw what pulled the carriages, skeletal horses with bat-like wings and whip like tails. Looking out of the carriage window, the metamorph witch saw the lake, calm and silent as the moonlight reflected on its surface.

Under the Lake

Jason Voorhees looked around the dark water, not used to not seeing only three or so feet in front of him before. No matter, he had followed the woman this far, he wasn't going to give up. He moved quickly through the murky water, looking like he was walking as fast as he would on land. He heard something not far off, pulling out his weapon as he turned towards the general direction of the noise.

Whatever it was attacked him, screeching loudly as it came. He caught it around the throat before stabbing it in the gut, the creatures blood glowed in the darkness and allowed Jason to see what had attacked him more clearly. The thing was humanoid, looking more fish than human and was female from what the things chest looked like. Dropping the corpse, Jason moved quickly from the body, who knows what predators are lurking in these depths.

Reaching the shoreline of the Lake, Jason left the black waters and entered the wood line. Mist formed quickly as he moved through the trees, here and there, he could hear birds and other creatures call out to one another. His movement was interrupted when something hit his shoulder, he stopped and looked at the offending object, a wooden arrow that had the tip sticking out the other side.

"Human, you have gone far enough. Return from where you came and you will not be harmed further."

Jason looked at the speaker and raised his hidden eyebrow, the thing had the lower half of a horse and the torso of a man, who was carrying a wooden bow and satchel of arrows. Reaching and grabbing the arrow, Jason pulled it out before he made his way towards the horse man. The horse guy reached for another arrow but was stopped before his hand could even touch one. Jason had a tight grip on the man-things throat as he started stabbing the arrow that hit him into the owners guts. Over and over the arrow stabbed into the man's stomach and over and over again Jason grabbed a new arrow when the old one broke.

After the last arrow was broken, Jason stepped back and viewed his handwork. Blood was everywhere, the horse man's belly was nonexistent now and the look of horror on his face was priceless. Jason turned and saw a silver blue wolf creature staring at him then to the corpse then back again, growling lowly but not attacking. Jason stepped away and allowed the wolf creature to eat his victim, he was gone moments later when the wolf creature looked back at where the hockey masked killer used to be.

The next morning

Jason watched from the forest as a group of children were listening to a teacher, though he couldn't hear what they were talking about because his mind was elsewhere. He had watched for the woman that had escaped him but couldn't find her, apparently the forest was off limits. He found this out when he heard the teacher explain why the forest was 'forbidden' when one of his students asked why. So, that was not good for him. The horse man was fun to murderer however, so if there was more of them...

He stopped, his senses warning him of a threat on his right, he dodged and moved deeper into the trees. What attacked him was a pure white horse that had a single horn on it's head, if he had any knowledge about mythical creatures, though it was very limited, he was facing a unicorn. The horse attacked again, trying to stab him, he calmly moved out of harms way before he grabbed the horn. The unicorn whinnied, trying to escape his grip, Jason raised his machete and brought it down on the white horses' neck, making it scream in pain. Pulling it out, Jason slashed again, almost going all the way through before he had to yank it out and slash again, this time the head came free of the neck. The silver blood covered his weapon and made him feel like he had done the worst thing imaginable, that was until he wiped both sides of the blade on the unicorn's body several times, cleaning the entire blade of all blood. Glancing at the head of the unicorn, Jason walked towards the house he had seen near the forest's edge.

Upon reaching the house, Jason saw a scarecrow that would be perfect for what he was about to do. Knocking the scarecrows head off, Jason jabbed the unicorns' head in place before walking back towards the forest. If he had looked up, Jason would have seen the woman that had escaped from him staring in horror at his display.

Later that Day

Tonks shuddered on her bed in her dorm, after seeing Jason Voorhees turn Hagrids' scarecrow into that display, she was terrified. He was here, at Hogwarts! She told her head of house but she had said that she was safe but would look into it. No, she had to confront Jason herself, if she died then so be it.

That Night

Jason walked through the halls of the castle, his heavy footsteps echoing slightly in the quietness. Rain had started to fall, Jason ignored it when his senses caught a whiff of his target, pulling out his machete as he followed the trail. He closed in on her, before stopping, confused. The girl was standing in a large room that had long tables, he wanted to get closer and finish her off but he couldn't. Something was off about this entire thing. He blinked and the girl was gone, his eyes narrowed as his rage grew to a boil. Turning, he saw a man in a purple hat thing staring at him before raising a piece of wood. Jason moved to kill the man when the man said "Avada Kadavera!"

A bright green light filled his vision before Jason Voorhees fell to the ground, as his body shut down completely. The man walked up to him, smirking before saying "Now, this is the perfect vessel master!"

"Yes, quick get him to the-" Another voice started to say but that cut off. Jason watched at the headless corpse fell over on its side, the head rolled away somewhere, lightning flashed of the bloodied blade of his machete before it clattered to the ground and Jason knew no more...

The person to find the bodies was Severus Snape, nearly gagging as he saw the machete and the headless corpse of the DADA teacher, Professor Quirrell. When he saw the massive body of the hockey masked killer, he knelt to examine the body and could have sworn he heard something echo around him as he touched the body.

Chchch Ahahah

Chchch Ahahah

Chchch Ahahah

He brought the body of the larger man to the hospital wing, deposing of the late DADA's professor's body first. If he had look into the eye sockets of the mask, he would have seen them move as though this man was only dreaming...