Hey guys Wazzup? Sy99 here. Kay, so you might be wondering why I've replaced the chaps, well, everyone been saying that I've got too many characters for the fic's own good. So, granting your wishes, here is the revised story, same plot, not so new bunch of characters, and well, Jason and co.

ReAd On…

(1950's...)

Wake up. Fix the bed. Let mommy brush the teeth. Let mommy give him a bath. Allow mommy to put his clothes on. Get some breakfast from mommy. Mommy kisses his cheek before going to work.

This has been the usual day-to-day activity of Jason Voorhees at Camp Crystal Lake, with his mother, Pamela Voorhees doing almost all of the work for him. He loves his mother and so far, she's the only one who cared for him in his entire life. Because once he gets out of the cabin, he knows that bullies and mean kids would pick on him, for what he looked.

While chewing some cereals, Jason frowned at the thought. Just like any child, he wants to have company, and with company, he wants to have friends. But thinking negatively, in his current situation, he doubts it.

No one wants to be friends with a freak,

Carefully stepping out of the cabin, he walked cautiously, somehow with a paranoid look on his face to the main campsite. The place was full of trees, there were some cabins, and some of it was the sleeping place of his fellow campers, whilst some was for the older counselors.

Jason half-expected everyone that everyone was ignoring him (but he'll be thankful when that happens), or they all left. Either way, at least no one's going to hurt him anymore.

"Hey look," he heard said someone behind him. When Jason turned around, he saw that it was Bryan, the leader of the bullies, a fat blond boy with freckles and the one who always starts it all and the one who always ruins his day. "If it isn't the FREAK." Said Bryan, with his hands on his waist, as if having a victory stance

Jason looked away, the rest of the campers were behind him, laughing at him. It was the same thing going on for some time now, ever since he was on camp. If one batch of bullies was going to leave the camp, surely a new wave would come. He sighed at this. His life was so unfair right now.

Bryan chuckled. "Why don't give our, ehm, daily routine to Jason right now guys?" he asked, trying to get everyone's good side.

Jason eyes widened. No, not again, he thought. The daily routine consists of everyone encircling around Jason and chanting 'FREAK, FREAK, FREAK'. And sometimes, someone would throw pebbles at him. It hurt Jason a lot, and the only time they would stop is when the teenage councilors tell them to.

When everyone responded with a 'YEAH!' Jason tried to run, but for some reason, the kids would always get to him. He covered his ears and closed his eyes as everyone began to call him freak. Pebbles were thrown at him, and it surely wasn't making him feel any better.

But when this one time he partly opened one of his eyes, he saw a Volkswagen Transporter stopping in front of the archway and out came new kids.

Oh great, new bullies…

Stephen frowned. Of all the places he could've thought of. Why? Why did he indulge on his gramps story of that guy from Crystal Lake? Why did he even choose the place in the first place? Dammit, he could've made for a far more specific wish…

Oh I know, he thought bitterly. Because I'm an idiot who's seeing fairies that's why!

Turning to the direction ahead, he saw the sign, CAMP CRYSTAL LAKE. Gramps, this is all your fault!, he thought as he tried to amuse himself. He looked at the van and saw that everyone was off and with their backpacks with them. Good. At least all they have to do now is to ask the councilors where their cabins are so he could finally relax. The travel was so exhausting.

Stephen then looked around and saw something that made his blood boil. What in the world were they doing to the kid? There was a kid in the center and there were children around him calling him FREAK. Those pathetic bullies… They should pick someone their own size!

Turning to his friends, Stephen said. "Look what they're doing to the kid."

"Yeah, someone better teach 'em a lesson." Said Reymark.

At this, Kevin chuckled. "So who wants to pick a fight?" he asked grinning.

The other boys, Jerome, Joedel, and AM (Anthony Melvyn) agreed with a "YEAH!" before dropping their backpacks and hurrying towards the crowd.

Julz shook her head. "Boys." She said as she one by one picked up their bags. "Patricia, mind helping me with the idiot's bags?"

"Sure, why not." Patricia said as she helped her with the bags. Paulo, the only boy left behind with the other remaining girls, EJ and Lyka, also helped picking the bags up and then all searched where the main cabin is.

Jason not only tried to cover his ears but also tried to protect himself from the stones. Not only was it a hard job but it also hurt. When will the councilors come?

"Hey! Why don't you pick on someone your own size?" Jason heard someone say. And in an instant, the insults and the throwing stopped. He opened his eyes and saw the new batch of kids facing Bryan. Were the protecting him, or do they just wanna fight Bryan and his goons?

Bryan snorted. "Why? You got a problem, skinny?" he taunted.

The one facing Bryan chuckled. "Of course I have a problem." He said. "I have a problem with you."

"YOU wanna fight?" Bryan asked, his 'goons' clenching their fists.

Jason frowned. Was there going to be a fight? If there will be, he doesn't want to be a part of it. But unfortunately, he was in the middle of the battlefield. He looked around and saw the other kids backing away.

He then felt a tap on his shoulder. "Hey, I think you might wanna move away." Said a voice behind him. He turned around and saw a girl probably a year younger that him. "You don't want to be a part of the battle." She said to him.

Nodding, he followed her to the safe side of the field. The girl aided him out of the battle between the two factions. He has to thank her for that. Wait--? Someone was being nice to him? He looked at the girl again and wondered. She was new here, as well as the others. Then why were they protecting him? Weren't they disgusted by his face?

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself," said the girl, the extending her hand. "Hi! I'm EJ!"

Jason doesn't know what to do with the hand. What's he supposed to do now? EJ, as if knowing he doesn't what to do, pulled his hand and shook it. Jason looked at it, and when the girl let go, he gave her a smile, "I'm Jason."

"Glad to meet you!" she replied happily. "Hey, do you know where the main cabin is? We're kinda new here."

Jason pointed to the largest building straight ahead, and the girl said "Thank you. Oh look! They're going to fight! I know I don't want to be caught in that fight." She added while gesturing to the commotion where all the kids in the camp were giving full attention.

Stephen held a fighting stance and smirked. "Spartans?! What is you profession?!" he asked.

"Awu! Awu!" was the reply, and thus they charged at them. Lucky for each one, they had their own enemy. Stephen was going to handle Bryan; Reymark will be taking care of Marcus (an athletic kid who hangs out with Bryan); Kevin has his eyes on Pigge (strangely, the name goes well with the kid); AM looks at Chester (the kid with at least a foot taller than AM) as if he was the terrorist in Counter-Strike; and Jerome decided that he'll take on Edmund (an annoying kid because he never shuts up)

Stephen and Bryan, who seemed to be the leader for each faction, stared at each other and each narrowed their eyes. The teams gave their fighting stance and gave a battle cry. Then, when each team was about to lunge at each one's enemy, a councilor blew her whistle.

"What is going on here?" said a blonde teenager with a ponytail, placing a hand on her wrist. She gave a stern look at Bryan and frowned. "Not again from you young man." She turned her attention to the newly arrived kids. "Oh, you must be the new ones, come on follow me. We'll talk about this later, Bry!" she added, pointing a finger at the bully.

Stephen took the bag from Patricia with a "Thanks" and the girl hurried after her group. After which, he smirked. He did something fun on his first day. He protected a kid, and taught a bully a lesson. Yeah, this is fun…

"Th-thanks for h-helping m-me b-back there." He heard someone say.

Turning around, Stephen saw the kid he rescued from the so-called "bullies". Stephen grinned. "It's nothing." He said. "My name's Stephen, what's yours?"

"J-Jason." The kid replied shyly.

For a second, had he not remembered the date, he would've widened his eyes, but instead, he smiled and remembered what he was here for. Then maybe, at the same time he could boost this kid's self-esteem with the protection he needs. It's obvious that what's happening is a normal scene around here, and the kid just wants to have friends.

"Hey, Jason. I'm Reymark." Reymark introduced himself. "And this is Kevin, Joedel, Melvyn, and Jerome."

Jason nodded. Wow in an instant, his world turned upside down. He has friends now! Great! The mean bullies won't pick on him anymore.

After introducing themselves and some of the female friends with them, the new kids proceeded to the Main Cabin. Stephen on the other hand, saw Bryan and some of his goons sitting on the outside benches.

Bryan stood up and eyed him, as if wanting to kill him, "This isn't over punk!" he warned, with his goons, Chester, Markus, and Pigge standing up, as if only there to support him.

Stephen chuckled. "Of course this isn't over," he said, placing his hands behind his back. "We're just getting started." He added, withdrawing his hands from behind him, placing his flaming hands in front of Bryan and the boy was petrified.

He quickly ran away, with his goons following behind him.

Stephen chuckled. He waved his hands, getting rid of the fire, before joining the others in the cabin…

Okay, so I didn't exactly make a FEW minor adjustments but, oh well! Moving on to chapter 2…