Friday the 13th - Daemon Nocte

by Deaths-Head

Based on the game by Gun Media. A camp revived to be a haven of Summer fun for children, is the backdrop for a Evil from the shadows to stalk the quiet area of Crystal Lake. Includes entire cast of the game as well as OC's based off of people I've played the game with. Pairings: OC/Deborah Kim, Adam Palomino/AJ Mason, Brandon Wilson/Jenny Myers and others.

7. Chapter 7

Friday The 13th - Daemon Nocte

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Deaths-Head : Just the usual obligatory disclaimer. Friday the 13th, Jason Voorhees etc, etc belong to . The characters from the Gun Media game, belong to them. All I own are the oc's who are appearing alongside them.

Well, found a way to bring Sheldon in... as well as pay homage to some people heh. For some reason, this chapter flowed together, hence being able to post it so soon after my last update. Enjoy.

All italics without "" is Mother talking to Jason. Bold and Italic is Jason

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Chapter Seven

Time : 9:30pm

Location : Stillwater Camp

IT had been a couple of hours since Rob's death and the survivors were scattered over the camp, stretching from Higgin's Haven all the way to Packanack Lodge and in between. Mitch and David were ransacking a bungalow looking for anything they could use to survive, when a window slid open and the female biker climbed through. Landing on the floor, she grimaced as pain coursed through her side. David hurried over with a medical spray for her, while Mitch finished barricading the bungalow.

"Here, looks like you could use it."

With a small smile of thanks, she took it from him as Mitch came back into the room holding some makeshift weapons.

"Couldn't find much in the way of 'crackers and such, but did find some walkie talkies and these."

Laying on a table next to the walkie talkies, was a axe, length of pipe and baseball bat. The hippie grasped the bat and gave a few practice swings in the air, as David and the biker walked over. Reaching down, he picked up the axe and was about to say something, when one of the walkie's came to life. The three listened in on the conversation, relief on David's face when he heard his sister had escaped with Vanessa and Kenny, but looks of shock came on all their faces when they heard Grant's last message and Deborah's frantic response.

David looked at them.

"We've gotta find out if Grant's ok."

Mitch faced him, a frown spreading on his face.

"I... I don't know man. Sounded like that Jason whathisname already took him out."

Walking over to the window the biker climbed through, David looked back over his shoulder.

"We don't know for sure Mitch. Grant's a cagey sort... while the odds of him being alive are slim..."

The biker nodded in agreement, as she picked up the length of pipe with a walkie talkie secure to her belt.

"You don't know me... but against this fucker, we're gonna need all the help we can get." she looked at the hippie "If there's a chance... he's alive..."

Sighing in exasperation, Mitch nodded.

"Yeah... alright man... let's go see if we can find him."

The three made their way to the window, when the glass exploded inward, stunning the three. Shaking his head, David looked at the window, horror on his face. Framed by the ruined window frame, Jason Voorhees stared at them. Screaming the biker grabbed David by the shoulders and pulled him away as a knife flew through the broken window, striking Mitch in his arm. Crying out in pain, he pulled the knife out as the three made their way back from the window and further into the bungalow.

Moving into the back room, David rushed ahead and locked the door to the adjoining hallway, while the biker locked the door they came through. Mitch, still grasping the knife which had been in his arm, put it in his pocket and pulled his bandanna off, trying to tie it around the wound. Gently, the biker reached forward and tied the material around his arm. Mitch looked at her and nodded in gratitude.

"Hey... thanks... umm..."

A soft smile appeared on her face.

"Fox... name's Fox."

The sound of the front door caving in, made the three jump and grip their weapons tight. David went to the window, only to see the shutters were drawn tight from the outside.

"Fuck! Damn shutters!"

The door he had locked, shook as a heavy object struck. Before they could move, the door exploded and Jason stepped in, separating David from Mitch and Fox. The killer looked from David to Mitch and Fox and back again before stepping towards David. Fox ran towards Jason and swung the pipe, striking him in the back of the head. Taking a step forward, he turned and grabbed her by the throat, lifting her into the air.

"NO YOU DON'T!"

With a cry, David swung the axe, the blade bit into Jason's shoulder and forced him to drop the biker. Landing on her backside, she gasped as Mitch ran forward and helped her to her feet. Jason whirled and kicked David, the axe still lodged in his shoulder, sending the teen crashing through the door to the bungalow's restroom and landing hard against the side of the bathtub. In pain, he grasped his back as Jason removed the axe and stalked towards him.

"MITCH! FOX! GO! NOW!"

Before their eyes, Jason raised the axe and swung down, severing David's right leg at the knee. Screaming in pain, David tried to staunch the flow of blood, but when the axe fell again, his left arm fell to the floor next to him. Looking up in horror at his soon to be killer, he shouted again to Mitch and Fox, as Jason raised the axe again.

"RUN!"

The two ran out of the bungalow as they heard David's screams turn to pleas for mercy... and then a gurgle... finally nothing, except the heavy footsteps of Jason Voorhees walking out of the bungalow.

"Soon... Mother... Soon..."

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Location: Barn, Higgin's Haven

DANIEL frowned he leaned against a bale of hay on the second floor of the barn, a bottle of scotch in his hand as he looked out the top window. He heard David's scream, which evoked no response from the drunk. He already knew he was going to die, but he was gonna make sure that he was the last to do so. Near him were three flare guns and a shotgun he had found. He was going to make sure that the killer would be fucked up before he left this world.

The sound of a window opening, drew his attention below, as he saw Eric climb through and then start to look around. Watching him, Daniel saw Eric come across a gas can, then hurry back to the window and climb out. Shrugging, he went back to his drink, confident that he'd be the last one alive.

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Location : Boatshed, between Higgin's Haven and Packanack Lodge

Three weary teens made their way into the boatshed, having found a boat but needing two items for it. Sonya was looking on one side of the shed, while Adam looked on the other as AJ kept watch. As scared as she was, she did notice the red light in the distance and remembered.

"The CB!"

Adam looked at her, confusion on his face.

"What?"

AJ looked at him.

"The CB Eric fixed. The bungalow with it is not far from here. I could get over there and call for help, while you two fix the boat."

Adam immediately shook his head, as Sonya walked up.

"No! I'm not letting you go by yourself. We'll go together. Safety in numbers."

Sonya looked at the two.

"Hate to say this Adam, but AJ has a point." she held up the spare propeller "One of us needs to stay here and fix this onto the boat's motor, while another needs to check the surrounding bungalows for gas. AJ was shown by Eric how to use the CB... unless, you know how to do so?"

The young man paused, indecision and concern on his face. With a sigh, he nodded slowly.

"I don't like it... I really don't..."

Reaching out her hand, AJ gently stroked her boyfriend's face.

"I... I don't like it either... Hell, can't believe I suggested it... But if we do all of this together, it'll take more time... which means more time for that... monster... to k... kill us... like Je... Jenny..."

Sonya walked over and hugged the goth, while Adam picked up a discarded wrench.

"As long as we're careful, we'll be fine. We'll get through this, right AJ? Adam?"

AJ looked at Sonya, her tears causing her mascara to run as she nodded. Adam's response was a grunt as he swung the wrench, apparently satisfied that it could do the job. After a moment, AJ and Sonya separated, then the goth and her boyfriend left the shed. Sonya watched them head off towards the red light and prayed that they would survive.

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Location : Cemetery, Higgin's Haven

Walking up from the main road, where he had parked his car, Sheldon Finkelstein grunted as he carried a large duffel bag with him. He was supposed to have been at the camp a week ago, but was held up thanks to his parents wanting him to do some work before 'going on for a Summer of fun'. Fun... he could do. He was a master of pranking and had pulled some glorious pranks in the past on those who were to be his fellow counselors for the next few months.

While he was a prank master, he knew nothing about cars... hence, his own was locked and left by the side of the road with a empty tank. Oh well, he thought, he'd be able to get one of the other chuckleheads at the camp to help him out. As he walked along, he saw a old and dilapidated cemetery, rust adorning the gate and the iron fence. A smirk appeared on his face as he had just found a great location for a prank. Putting down his bag, he walked over and entered, looking at the old and worn gravestones.

One was fairly recent however and had a teddy bear next to it. Pausing, he shone his torch over it's surface.

"Let's see... 'Here lies... H20 Delirious... Laughed to Death'" a puzzled look on his face, then he shrugged "Oh well, must be from Canada heh."

He looked around and saw other tombstones with other weird or outlandish names on them. Names like 'Momo', 'Bryce', 'Miniladd', 'Sattelizer' and 'Ohmwrecker', when his gaze finally came to one tombstone with a normal-ish name.

Pamela Voorhees.

It was then a faint scream echoed through the trees, causing Sheldon to jump and look around, his flashlight illuminating the trees. He saw a couple of bungalows in the distance, but with enough darkness in between to make anyone nervous. Gulping, he made his way to the entrance, pausing as he saw on a old bench, a can of medical spray. Reaching out, he grasped it, then ran out of the cemetery, pausing to grab his bag and then headed off towards the bungalows.

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Location : Bungalows to the East of Barn, Higgin's Haven

WITH a groan, Grant Masterson slowly got to his feet, careful not to put his hands on any of the broken glass around him. Looking around, he saw the bungalow he had been thrown out of and slowly headed around to the front, where he saw the broken remains of the front door. Heading inside, he knelt and picked up the walkie talkie he had dropped, when Jason grabbed him.

He blinked as he remembered, prior to being attacked, he was talking to Deborah. A flash in his mind's eye and he recalled the entire week he had spent at the camp and with Deborah, culminating the previous night with the two sleeping together. Did he love her? With all his heart and while he had told her to run with the others, a part of him felt that she would ignore that order and come back to find him.

Clenching his fist, he turned and left the bungalow, hurrying over to the others nearby to scavenge for anything useful. From the two other bungalows, he had found a flare gun, three pocket knives, firecrackers, two health sprays and a set of keys. He had just left the third bungalow, when Brandon crashed out of the nearby bushes, jacket torn and a wild eye look on his face. Standing back, hands raised in front of him, Grant spoke in a calm tone.

"Easy there Brandon... easy. It"'s me... Grant... A friend..."

Brandon looked at him, the wild look in his eyes fading, til he stumbled forward and Grant caught him.

"He... hey man... "

Grant helped Brandon into the bungalow onto a lounge. Looking down, he saw blood on Brandon's jeans.

"Brandon... blood?"

Looking down, he grimaced and nodded.

"Yeah... that bastard got lucky with a throwing knife. Pulled it out and threw it back at the ugly sonovabitch, before booking out."

Taking one of the pocket knives, Grant looked at him.

"Gonna have to check the wound, so I'm going to have to cut the leg of your jeans."

Brandon grinned and chuckled.

"What, trying to get me out of my pants before taking me to dinner first? Damn, you're a player dude."

Rolling his eyes, Grant cut the jeans from the ankle up to the knee.

"Sorry Brandon, you're not my type. Besides, I'm already spoken for."

A short laugh escaped from Brandon, as Grant looked over the wound.

"Oh, we all know that... in fact everyone knows it... or heard you and Deborah last night." a broad grin appeared on his face "Honestly, how the Hell is she walking straight?"

In response, Grant prodded the wound, causing Brandon's laugh to turn to a yelp of pain. Spraying the wound with one of the medical sprays, he shrugged as he saw the look on Brandon's face.

"Quit being a baby... was only a scratch." he paused as he stood up "Besides, how is Jenny walking after what you did to her this morning?"

Brandon had a brief shocked look on his face, before it turned into a grin.

"Gotta tell you dog, I was drained... literally drained heh." his grin faded as he sat up "I just hope she's ok, wherever she is."

Knowing how he feels, Grant could only nod in agreement. He then reached into his pockets and handed some of the items he scavenged to Brandon. The latter looked at the health spray, pocket knife and firecrackers before looking at Grant, a curious look on his face. Grant just nodded.

"Take them, in case we get separated. There's also a spare walkie talkie in the other room, suggest you grab it before we head out."

Brandon stood and entered the other room, coming back a few seconds later with the walkie talkie clipped to his belt and two baseball bats. After Grant tucked the flare gun in the back of his jeans, he caught the spare bat Brandon threw to him.

"All right, bases are loaded, one homerun to win the day."

Grant chuckled and nodded.

"Lead the way, American All Star."

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Location : Packanack Lodge

Time: 10:45pm

TIFFANY and Liam finally made their way to the lodge, both noticing the parked cars nearby, hoods raised with batteries removed from all of them. With a curse, Liam kicked one, then was hopping around on one foot.

"Who would do this? Steal the battery... take the gas... when there's a damn killer stalking around, killing people?! WHO?!"

Tiffany grabbed him by the shoulders, shaking him.

"LIAM! Calm down! We need to think straight if we want to survive!"

Calming himself, he looked at her, eyebrow raised.

"Heh... since when is the Flirt, calm and collected eh?"

A frown appeared on her face, as she recalled how many times she had been called a flirt... gold digger... tramp... whore. That was a image she had decided to try and walk away from, hence her decision to leave Chad. The only person she felt she could be the real Tiffany to, was Deborah... and she had no idea if her friend was still alive.

Liam saw the look on her face and sighed.

"Listen... Tiffany... I'm sorry. I didn't mean..."

She looked at him and smiled.

"It's ok... let's just look for what we need to get out of here."

The two teens headed towards the lodge, then Liam headed off to one of the two small sheds nearest the lodge. Tiffany stopped and looked at him.

"Liam?"

He looked over his shoulder at her, as he stepped up to the small landing in front of the door of the small shed he was at.

"Might as well check inside... might find something we can use."

Tiffany nodded in agreement, before she opened the door of the other shed. Inside, was just a chest of drawers and two tables. She also saw a bear trap near the window and a wrench on one table. There was also a car battery near one of the tables and a walkie talkie in a drawer. Picking up the walkie, she turned it on.

"Hello? Anyone listening?"

After a moment, she heard someone reply. As much as she disliked him, she was a little glad to hear his voice.

"Tiffany? You're alive?"

Leaning against the table, she sighed in relief.

"Yes Chad, I'm alive. I'm here near the Lodge, Packanack. Where are you?"

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Location : Tool shed near a bridge leading to the main highway

Chad looked carefully out the window, as he clutched the walkie in his hand.

"I'm... I'm not sure where I am... Ran past an archery range and now..."

Tiffany was silent, then...

"The tool shed? There's one near the archery range, not far from the boat shed where the guys set up that dock. Are you safe? Anyone with you?"

Before Chad could respond, the window was broken as Adam leaped through. Chad yelped and dropped the walkie, as Adam looked up and saw him, a throwing knife in his shoulder.

"Ch.. Chad?"

Before Chad could respond, the door was shattered as Jason stalked in, glaring at Adam. Chad scrambled backwards behind cover, as he watched Adam grab a length of wood and swung it at Jason, who caught it with one hand and pulled it out of his grasp. Adam backed away as the killer approached him and tried to grab him. Ducking under Jason's grasp, Adam rolled forward along the ground and jumped to his feet... only for Jason to swing his arm back and strike the teen from behind. Flying forward, Adam landed on the ground winded, as Jason reached down and pulled the teen up and stared at him.

Watching in horror, Chad saw Jason grab a screwdriver from the top of a nearby toolbox and stab Adam with it repeatedly, striking the chest multiple times before embedding it in the side of Adam's skull. The teen's body convulsed in Jason's grasp, before the killer hurled the body out of a nearby window. Chad, hidden from view, was stricken with fear as he watched Adam being brutally murdered. Looking around the room, Jason stood still, then seemed to jump... and was gone.

Blinking his eyes, Chad crawled out from his hiding spot and looked around the main room of the tool shed. Seeing no sign of the killer, he picked up his walkie talkie.

"Uhh... Tiffany? The killer was just here..."

Tiffany's response was filled with shock and worry.

"Get out of there Chad! Hurry! Find someone, there are others..."

Chad interrupted her as he looked out the broken window, face pale.

"I... I found... Adam..."

Tiffany's voice, at first filled with joy that one of their friends was near, dropped and when she spoke, it was laced with fear.

"Adam... is... is he?"

Chad meanwhile, had walked out of the shed and came up to Adam Palomino's body, trembling as he knelt down and touched the side of the teen's neck. When he spoke, his voice broke.

"He's... he's dead Tiffany... Adam's dead."

Tiffany gasped, hand over her mouth in horror. Liam, who had just left the shack he had gone into, paused as he listened on his walkie. He raised it to his lips.

"Chad... This... this is going to sound bad, but you need to check to see if Adam has..." he paused "Had... anything on him which you can use."

At first Chad was going to respond with disdain at Liam's comment, but the realized that he had to do it. Grimacing, he reached down and patted Adam's pockets, finding a set of keys and some firecrackers.

"He... he had a set of keys and some firecrackers." looking around, he saw the bungalow with the radio transmitter "I see the transmitter... there's a CB there, right?"

Liam, having joined Tiffany, spoke into the walkie.

"Yeah... if there's still power, you can use it to call for help."

Chad glanced around into the gloom and swallowed.

"O.. ok, I'm heading over there and see what I can do. I'll... I'll be in touch."

Hearing Liam's reply, Chad glanced back at Adam's body, a sorrowful look on his face. While he didn't like Adam much, even he knew that no one deserved to die like that. He headed over to the bungalow at a steady pace, determined to do something to help

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Deaths-Head : Two more deaths, one combining two of Jason's ingame kills and one with a environment kill. I also HAD to do a little homage to some of my favorite Youtubers, H20 Delirious and Ohmwrecker, as it was due to their footage of the Beta which got my interest in the game.

Considering how easily I got this chapter done, I MIGHT have a Chapter Eight ready and posted before the end of the year... but more than likely it won't be til next month. As soon as I have it ready, it'll be up. As I said at the end of last chapter, have a Merry Christmas and safe New Year everyone.

Anywayz all constructive reviews will be appreciated. Flamers ignored.