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A/N Thanks to my one reviewer for the last chapter, Keskron, I really appreciate the response! You get virtual cookies!
"Woah woah! You all right there Maggs?" said a male voice, and relief flooded her veins. It was just Warren. She made a nervous laugh and craned her neck back to look into his dark eyes.
"Y-yeah, just gave myself a little scare is all" she laughed. She stepped back and was surprised when he didn't release her hands. She gave a little pull to signal him to let go. For felt a tinge of worry spread through her limbs, but with a smile, he stepped away from her.
"Well come on then scaredy cat, I'll walk you back to your cabin." Warren replied, smilingly all the while as he gestured towards her cabin.
Maggie looked back towards the woods, remembering the flash of white she had seen. A flicker of fear ran through, but she pushed it away as she followed the tall boy. There wasn't anything there, she convinced herself, it was probably just a flash of moonlight.
"So" began Maggie, feeling the urge to fill the eerie silence as they walked down the dark path "how long do you guys plan to stay out here?"
"Oh just a few days, Rachel can only take so many days in the woods. She might break a nail or something and don't even mention the lack of electricity." he replied. "Hey!" he looked at her suddenly, with a look of inspiration on his face "You should totally stay with us! It'll be great!"
"Oh uhm, wow, that's a really great offer and all, but I really need to let my Aunt know I'm alright, I've been practically missing for a day and a half. She must be so worried" Maggie replied "Thanks for the offer though."
Warren looked at her sharply and for a second she saw anger pass over his face, quickly masked by his normal confident smile. "We can talk about it tomorrow, maybe I can get you to change your mind," he said hopefully.
Sighing inwardly, not wanting reject his offer and make him think she wasn't thankful, she said nothing. They were nearing her cabin and Warren jogged up the steps happily, gesturing grandly towards the door, saying "We have arrived, my lady". She gave an amused laugh and made her way to the door, moving to pull it open, totally exhausted and ready for a good night's sleep. She jumped when Warren's hand appeared from behind her and shut it again with a sharp snap. She twirled around against the door, confused, while his other hand went to rest on the door by the side of her head, effectively pinning her between him and the cabin.
"Hey now," he began "not even a kiss goodnight for the guy that saved your life? Where's the gratitude?" He smiled playfully, but there was an undercurrent of hostility under his expression.
Maggie gave a squeak of surprise as he moved closer and pressed himself against her. She moved her hands between them and gave him a soft push away. "Please" she said "Just... leave me alone."
He laughed and stepping close to her again, moving his hand to her waist and his other to her neck. "Not before I get at least a goodnight kiss you're not" he said before crushing his lips to hers.
Maggie struggled to get away and after trying to remove his face from hers unsuccessfully, she lifted her leg and stomped down hard on his foot. He broke away quickly and growled before shoving her backwards to hit the door with a hard thump. "What the hell was that for you bitch?" he yelled before moving forward again to grab her. This time she was ready for him and swung her right arm forward to give him a hard slap. Backing away holding his check, he glared at her saying "That's a real great way to pay me back you ungrateful bitch. So much for thanking me for saving your stupid life!"
Maggie stared him down without sympathy. "Just leave, I'm not interested in you. Take the hint and go."
Warren stomped off angrily, still holding his cheek and with a slight limp, muttering about ungrateful bitches.
Maggie pulled open the door to her cabin and closed it with a smart snap. Once inside, she locked the door and leaned against it, sliding down the wood to sit on the floor in a puddle of relief.
Jason watched as the boy stomped off leaving the girl, Maggie, to go inside. His shoulders had shook in silent laughter as she handled the boy's unwanted advance. He watched to make sure she went inside, worried she'd leave and be left at the mercy of the pigheaded boy again. He stopped himself mid thought. Worried? For the girl? He shook his head, dispelling any thoughts of sympathy or kinship for the girl, and followed the tall boy back towards the other cabins. He would still kill the brawny boy first, his death would be swift. Glaring at the retreating back of tall boy he decided to save him for last so he could kill him slowly, agonizingly. His breathing became heavy and strangled at the bought of him touching the girl again. He would be sure to make him regret that.
Looking down at his newly sharpened blade, now clean of blood, he looked forward to watching it rip apart the idiots that dared trespass on his land. He wished idly his mother was still here to watch him. She would be proud. He hadn't heard her voice in some time, but he was expecting her to at least congratulate him when he was done with the teenagers. A flash of worry hit him when he thought of the girl, Maggie. Did he kill her as well? She hadn't actually done anything wrong besides come to Crystal Lake to look for help. He decided to come to a decision about her fate when the moment came. For now he had planning to do. He stepped silently through the undergrowth of the woods , not having to watch to know the boy was still walking sullenly on the path in front of him. Seeing the light of the cabin the boys were staying into come into view, he smiled, anticipating the was would be a very fulfilling kill.
Jessica pulled her cruiser to the left onto the drive of the abandoned campground. She had been warned by her superiors to never go a foot inside. Apparently it was condemned or something, though had heard rumors there had been a murder there. Whenever she had tried to ask around to find out more, she was quickly told to mind her won business and not get involved, that Camp Crystal Lake was out of her jurisdiction.
She decided now though that, under the circumstances, she simply had no choice when the girl was probably taking refuge there. Or at least that was how she was rationalizing it. In reality, she had an overwhelming curiosity about the camp, why was it so taboo to mention it? Surely nothing that horrible had happened there. She drove down the dirt road, exhausted but with eyes bright with excitement. She would finally learn the mystery. The beams of her headlights bounced of the trees and she drove slowly, looking for any sign of life. She peered up into the night sky above the windshield and saw whips of smoke rising in the sky. Rounding a bend in the road, she saw a pricey SUV parked, one of its tires flat. Unbuckling quickly, concern soon overtaking her curiosity, she stepped out of her car and called into the night air "Hello? Is anyone out here?"
Craig stumbled out of the boy's cabin, still rather intoxicated. "Hey Warren man" he called to the dark form approaching from the trees "How'd it go? Did you get any?"
"No. Turns out she a prude." Warren's voice called from behind him. Craig spun around to face him.
Craig turned around again, confused. Warren was walking down the path from the other cabins, rubbing at his cheek. Craig looked back out to the trees and squinted. There was nothing there.
"What are you looking at?" Warren asked, sounding annoyed as he climbed the stairs to their cabin.
"Uuh nothing. I gotta go to the bathroom" Craig said, walking away.
"Yeah fine. Go throw up." Warren called back to him, closing the door with a thud.
Craig made off towards the toilets, looking around warily. He wished he had brought a flashlight as he wobbled his way along. He nearly ran into the door of the bathroom, but managed to make his way inside."Aw, dude, I'm gonna have such a headache." he mumbled to himself. He noticed his Nike's were untied and he bent down to fumble with the laces. He pitched forward and landed in slimy puddle on the mildew covered tile. Groaning, he sat up, cradling his head. "Great, now I do have a headache."
He glanced up with fuzzy vision to see a dark, tall shape looming over him. "Warren man, you have to stop popping out of nowhere like that. Help me up." Craig stuck out a hand and waited to be pulled to his feet. Instead a large, scarred hand shot of the shadows and gripped his shirt, hauling him completely off the ground. "Jesus Fuck!" he screamed out, gripping the veined hand violently gripping his clothing. He stared as the form stepped forward out of the dark to slam him against the wall, his attacker's "face" coming into view.
"Oh shit." Craig said, his eyes widening as they fell upon the chipped surface of the man's hockey mask. Furious dark eyes stared back at him, filled with undeniable hate.
"You're… you're Jason." he said in realization. He began to struggle now in earnest, kicking out with his legs, muscular from years of doing hurdles in track. Jason only moved his other hand to Craig's throat, fingers squeezing without mercy. Craig clawed at Jason's hand, legs thrashing out as his oxygen ran out.
Jason watched as the boy's life ran out, panic obvious in his eyes. He vaguely felt the boys nails rake against his skin, but he didn't release his grip, only tightened it. He felt bones begin to snap under his grip and the boy went suddenly rigid, his spine snapping. Unclenching his fists, he let the pathetic runt fall to the grimy tiles with a heavy thunk. Blood dripped from his eyes and mouth in a dark red trail. One down.
Filled with satisfaction, Jason grabbed the boy by his feet and dragged him out of the bathroom. He heard whispers in his ears and felt pride swell in his chest. Mother was awakening. She was pleased with him. He moved to the woods, leaving a very small blood trail behind him, unnoticeable in the leaves. His machete shined at his side, still clean, though not for long.
A/N part 2-Please don't forget to review! I really love hearing what people think about the chapters. Let me know how you think this is progressing, moving too slow? Let me know what you think!