"Shh, be quiet now. Shh! They hear-mmf."
Quiet voices permeated the clearing, followed by two very turned on teenagers. They struggled to remove their clothing, laughing when Zack's zipper got stuck. Phoebe teasingly removed her shirt, and flung it to the side.
"Come here, you."
Zack crawled over to her, shucking his tight jeans as he did so. He pounced on her, and began kissing her neck, down to her collarbone.
From the shadows, Jason watched disapprovingly. There they were again. The same ones every time. Different people, yes, but essentially they were the same. And they needed to be punished. Except…Jason watched curiously as the male buried his face between the female's thighs. This was new. And…strange. But the female seemed to enjoy it, moaning and writhing in a most interesting manner.
Jason could not explain why he always watched before he killed. It was not that he was not sure if they should die, no, of that he was certain. It was just, this thing they did, it was so…strange. No matter. Jason entered the clearing, but was still unnoticed by the two counselors.
"Well, that was fun, eh? Haha."
"Think we should be going back now?"
"Naw, we still have time for an-"
Phoebe's words were cut off as her head was almost completely abruptly severed from her body. Jason frowned as he swung back again. That had been messy. He would have to do better with the other one, who was at the moment being very loud and irritating. Normally that was reserved for the females. He caught the boy by the forearm, leaving a deep gash. He had meant to sever the arm completely, but the boy had pulled away at the last moment, leaving only a cut. The boy shrieked and tried to twist away, then turned his head, mouth open in a silent scream, as the blade landed in his shoulder.
Sprayed with darkened life-blood, Jason left the clearing. He was excited, wanted to find the girl he had been watching and kill her. Rip her stomach out and choke her. Yes, yes. That was what he wanted.