Jason x Justice League

AN: Only a minor change of height.

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"Jason Voorhees…" The six foot eight monster stood bound to an obsidian tablet by barbed chains. "The thirteenth draws near but we cannot allow innocent blood to be spilled." The man let out an angry growl "We know… You were innocent; they laughed and reveled in your death. You first killed the two counselors guilty of their lust and you were content with your justice, but your mother wasn't." A sigh escaped his mouth. "She started the bloodshed by killing those who had nothing to do with what happened to you and when she was murdered you knew she would want anyone that went to that accursed camp to die. Hell contained you until the nightmare demon lured you out." The chains began to groan as Jason became angry at the mentioning of that man. "I personally thank you for ending him. We sent him to the realm of the forgotten and ended his descendants. You can't be dealt with the same way you are not driven by human desires. You require nothing to kill… So instead of stopping you we will allow you to do what you do so well." The chains that were digging into his bare skin disappeared letting Jason fall to the ground as a being of blinding light walked calmly forward.

Jason lurched forward, ready to strangle whoever it was, but stopped when he noticed a child cowering behind. "Jason you know who is behind me?" The child peered out from behind showing the deformity of his head. "You kept your childlike imagination, but once innocence is lost it is gone. Say hi to what you lost." Jason stood straight cocking his head to the left in confusion while the child looked upon his adult self with fear. Jason didn't like the look on his face. "Here is the deal. You will become the hero that this world needs." Both Jasons looked at the being the adult more confusion and the child looked with excitement as his earlier fear washed away. "You liked comics where the hero was a misunderstood monster, but we understand you Voorhees. You will be a monster that hunts other monsters to protect the innocent, as you once were." The adult Jason now understood; go out and kill who kill. He liked those who put up a fight those weird people from that weird place were fun. Jason remembered a man with flaming fist trying to offer him a deal of servitude and giving him an answer by strangling the man with his own intestines.

"Liu Kang had become corrupt as many of those warriors have become so some of those kills count." Whoever this light person was he was in Jason's head. "This is not for servitude, but freedom with restrictions. With you doing what you do to those who deserve it you will be seen as a hero sooner or later."

"Re…ssstrrii…c…tions"

"Very good young Voorhees; do you know what that means?" The child beamed at the praise and shook his head no. "It means things you can't do. Like when your mother told you no dessert without finishing your veggies." The being turned to the adult Jason. "Your restrictions will be one: No killing innocent people and two: give the redeemable a chance to redeem themselves. If they fail then they die. If you accept instead of being free to kill one day you will be able to carry out justice until you break one of those restrictions. You will have 'training wheels' for the first six months, then after that it is your judgement call." Two iron cuffs appeared floating in front of Jason. "If you accept put on the cuffs anything else is a no and your back on the slab."

Jason stared at the cuffs for a long minute trying to figure things out. If it was a trick he would make whoever this was pay. Those were his thoughts as he placed his hands in the cuffs and vanished. The young Voorhees vanished as well. "This is his only chance at redemption Ms. Voorhees. After the six months if he fails he will face oblivion."

A new slab appeared with a woman she weakly raised her head. "I have faith in my son. He's a good boy."

"No, no he's not and he doesn't need to be. He just needs to change. He'll start in a place with no shortage of guilty."

Welcome to Gotham was what the Sign was supposed to say, but someone cross out Gotham and put hell instead. Jason was standing in the rain in his hockey mask, brown jacket, black shirt, leather gloves, dark brown jeans, and mud covered boots. Jason looked at his wrists and saw the cuff weren't there, but it was if he could feel their weight… He didn't like it. "Too bad Jason the deal is for half a year. I will point you to your first kill. His is a block away hunting a young male and you will know him by the scars he uses as tally marks." Jason showed no signs he was startled by the voice he heard in his head though it did surprise him it was not his mother's.

Jason walk as homeless gave him a wide birth as not anger this person who was more than likely an escapee of Arkham. Jason looked upon them and could feel they have been living in fear; He could end that. "No Jason these are innocent people and you will not harm them. Find a scarred man name Victor Zsasz." Jason didn't even break stride as he contemplated murdering them "How about I put it this way…" Jason froze as if the world just fell on top of him, but if this was all the voice could do… "Why did you kill them?" Before Jason was an infinite hallway with all his victims displayed on the wall. This was still nothing to… "Why?" Jason's eyes fell upon his younger self sobbing at the sight. Why was he here; this was not a sight he should be seeing.

"Continue to harm the innocent your innocence gets harmed." The world faded away and Jason was back in the alley free to move. "So think before you act for I have plenty of punishments that will get to you. Now go after Zsasz!" Jason began walking ignoring his urge.

"HELP!"

"Use those impeccable hunting skills and kill a fellow hunter." All eyes were on Voorhees as he walked into thick steam and didn't walk out.

"Run, run, but you will be cured of this mortal flesh." A bald man with scars adorning his shirtless body spoke. A homeless teen was running terrified as those that could have help used him to get far away and avoid being another victim. "Hmmm" Zsasz threw his knife into the teen's right leg making him fall into trash cans knocking them over. Zsasz was on the boy dragging the knife out of him. "Let me help you…" Zsasz flipped the teen on his back with the knife posed to his throat "leave your worthless life." As Zsasz stared into his eyes enjoying the despair that showed in them, but soon his face frowned as hope replaced it. In the teen's eyes were a reflection of a dark imposing "Thank god; please help me!"

Zsasz stabbed the boy in the other leg before standing as the boy cried out in pain. "You aren't the bat he's preoccupied with Joker's latest scheme." As he spoke he flipped the knife in his hand as he turned to dark figure "And you're missing some ears along with a cape." The knife reflected light into his face. Jason turned away from the sudden light and Zsasz raced towards him with the blade sinking into Jason's neck. "Now you're dead, oh how I wish Batman would be this easy to kill. Then again, he wouldn't have a special place if he was." Zsasz smile soon turned into a frown as the behemoth of a man didn't fall over dead. He stabbed again and again, slashing and hacking at his throat as it didn't even register to the man. "WHY WON'T YOU DIE?!" it felt like he was attacking granite.

Jason grew tired of his attacks and grasped Zsasz's throat slamming him against the wall. The grip was perfect in Zsasz's eyes strong enough to restrict air, but not enough to cause him to pass out. Zsasz was completely at this monsters mercy, but fear was the furthest thing from his mind though. There were two things that were going to happen in his head. One of the Bat's sidekicks would save him the bat record for saving the innocent was impressively aggravating, but he has yet to let one of his rouges be killed or two this was a scare tactic from a new vigilante either way he wasn't scared. That was until he started feeling severe pressure on his stomach. Jason was forcing his left hand through Zsasz's stomach until his hands grasped Zsasz's spine. Zsasz let out a strangled scream as he did. Jason removed his hand from Zsasz's throat and now was holding him by the base of his spine.

"Y-y- you… r-ruinAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH" Jason right hand was now reaching in grabbing above the left and stepped back from the wall with Zsasz in hand. If one could see his back they would see the skin stretching over the outline of Jason's gripping hands. Zsasz's screams, grew louder as his spine was snapped and then louder as he upper body started become detached from his lower body. Flesh was torn jaggedly and there was a tether of organs kept the two pieces connected. Zsasz was barely conscious as his lower half was unceremoniously drop and a hand gripped his neck again. With a quick jerk Zsasz's neck was snapped.

"Very brutal, but he deserved worse. Now, help the boy." Jason turned the other way dragging Zsasz's corpse. "While I will support the display you were about to make as it will terrify many, but letting an innocent die when you can help them is the same as killing them. Do I have to show you what I will do again?" Jason dropped the corpse and turned to the cowering teen. With two long strides he was standing over him and was about to pick him up until "Wipe the blood of your hands before touching him. Have some common courtesy." Jason stood again wiping his hands on his shirt. "Barbarian. Now lift him up in your arm cradling him in your arms and not slung over your shoulders or dragging him." The teen was too terrified to struggle as he was lifted off the ground blood dripping from his legs. "Good, now drop him off at a hospital emergency room. Then, you can continue what you were doing."

Letting out a deep exhale a fog enveloped them and the next thing the teen knew, he was laying on a gurney with a nurse shouting for a doctor.

The sun was rising and Jason felt tired for the first time in decades. "I felt even though you're far from human, you should enjoy what human do. Find a nice dark hole in the wall and rest for the first time in thirty-six years."

X-X

Under Wayne Manor Batman has finally made it to the bat cave after a night of chasing Joker's thugs and having a run in with Jervis Tetch AKA the Mad Hatter as they lead Batman into a trap. Oracle was able to use his communicator to counteract the hypnotic signal and lead Robin to where Jervis was sending it out. "Master Bruce…" Bruce had just taken off his cowl as Alfred the family's eldest friend and only Butler was holding a platter with breakfast for him "I would suggest waiting before partaking in the most important meal as what you're about to see may make you lose it." Alfred set down the platter and turned the monitor to a recorded news cast. "This is Vicki Vale live from the court house where Gotham PD has coordinated off the area as they have found… the remains of one Victor Zsasz. I must warn you that what you're about to will shock all those with weak stomachs and young viewers please leave the room."

The screen began fast forwarding. "She waits a sufficient amount of time for those to leave." The screen froze with the image of Zsasz's corpse wrapped… no tied by his organs around the statue of justice with each half in a scale.

"Who could have done that?"

"I do not know sir, but whoever did this left a disturbing message." The screen froze again on words written in blood.

"I'm back. Who is back?"

"I have looked through your rouge gallery and Killer Croc's MO matches such brutality…"

"He is in belle revue…"

"Was, he escaped last night, but from the info Miss Gordan sent, Zsasz's estimated time of death is before the earliest estimation of Croc's escape." Bruce frowned at the news of Killer Croc.

"Bane could have done this to send a message. He might be back." Could and might, two words Bruce did not like using. He needed to work with hard facts and assumptions could lead him the wrong way. With Croc ruled out Bane was next on the list. "Have the coroners turned up the cause and means?"

"They won't have it until later in the day I'm afraid and Bruce Wayne is need for a board meeting and charity event later this evening."

"I have more important things…"

"You need to make an appearance Master Bruce and the guest list will may give you some insight to the events leading to Killer Crocs escape." Alfred showed the list and Bruce relented.

"I will Alfred, but in order for me to be comfortable I will need you, Robin, and Oracle looking into this as well. We can't narrow our scope on Bane it is just as likely that this is someone moving up. Check into surviving relatives of Zsasz's victims as it also maybe revenge against him."

"Very well sir, but please get some rest."

X-X

"So ends the first of many kills for Jason Voorhees. Next I'll have him crash the event and kill some wolves in Armani sheep clothing or maybe hunt a Croc and have a throw down in brown town. Who will be his allies in his quest and who will stand against him? My biggest question is will Jason gain some shred of humanity? Read to find out and don't forget to review."