Author's Note: Hello Jason fans! Michaellover and I have decided to do a collab story about Camp Crystal's Friday the 13th Slasher Killer, Jason Voorhees. Hope you enjoy!!
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Chapter Eleven
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Erin awoke the next morning feeling well rested. She felt as if she were laying on a warm pillow with a weird texture. She sat up and realized her 'pillow' was actually Jason's chest. She smiled and sat up. Jason looked down at her as she did so.
"Good morning Jason" she said stretching.
Her stomach let out a hungry growl. Jason tilted his head a bit. She needed food. Her ankle was okay now, so she could walk down to the camp with him. There might be some food from the ravers party. He headed for the door, motioning for her to follow.
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Erin followed closely behind Jason as he led her down to the camp. She tried to not the think about the blood on the ground. Jason led her over to where the broken boom box was. there was a very large green cooler Jason stopped. Erin knelt down and opened it up. it was empty. Just a bag of grapes was left. She popped one into her mouth, but immediately spit it out.
"Ew...I think they shot alcohol into this..." she said disgustedly.
Erin had only tried alcohol once, when she was 16, just a sip. It had been disgusting. And it still was. She didn't see how people LIKED it.
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Jason noticed that Erin didn't exactly like the grapes but who would if they were shot with alcohol. He needed to find food for her. Not eating didn't effect him but she needed something to eat. Jason then remembered something, having had been taught to read, he remembered there were a clump of apple trees growing in the woods. He didn't know what they were but now he did. He gestured Erin to follow him. He knew where they were.
Erin closely followed Jason into the woods, they didn't go very far, however. There was a clump of trees in a small clearing where the sun was able to shine on the leaves of the trees. Some of the trees were shaded but that didn't matter. Erin noticed red shiny apples hanging in the branches above.
"Look it all of them", Erin said, smiling.
Jason reached up and took the nearest apple off the tree. He handed it to her.
"Thank you", Erin replied, taking the apple he was offering her.
Examining it for worm holes, there didn't appear to be any. She took a bite from it. It didn't taste like the grapes. It tasted sweet and slightly soggy but it was good. And not full of alcohol. Seeing that she seemed to like it, Jason decided to get her more.
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Erin ate about four apples. Finaly full, an idea struck her.
"Jason, can you wait here? I want to get something."
She took a step forward, Seeing Jason not trying to stop her, She scurried back to the camp and grabbed the big green cooler. She pulled put the rollers and rolled it back to the small apple orchard.
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Jason was relieved when she had come back. Not that Jason had doubted she would, but nevertheless, allowing her to go off by herself had been a test. He could have easily gotten her back though, if she decided to run away. But the fact that she came back on her own made him glad. She wheeled the cooler over to him.
"Okay,let's pick a few more that way we won't have to come back for a while...not that I don't like this spot. It's very pretty."
Erin was the one who was pretty...Jason thought to himself. And one of his earlier thoughts of her looking like mother nature herself was only magnified by the gentle, delicate way she picked the apples. Jason helped. Soon the cooler was full and Jason had to carry it. They'd put them in the fridge when they got back to the big cabin. But even so, a problem remained. Jason knew people needed fruits vegetables and meat to survive. Water wasn't an issue because the sink in the small kitchen gave water, and there were cups to drink it from. But Erin would definitely need some meat, and he didn't usually kill animals. they were innocent and kept to themselves.
So where was he going to get meat?
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As they walked back to the cabin, Erin talked happily about what they could do with the apples, like making Applesauce. Jason tilted his head in thought. Applesauce? Well, he was lucky had Erin to teach him these things. Although, from the way she described it...it did taste good. And she seemed to like whatever this Applesauce was. And from the sound of the word "Applesauce", it sounded familiar.
When they got back, Erin went ahead and held the door so Jason could carry the cooler into the cabin. She followed, shutting the door behind them. Jason placed the cooler down in the kitchen, near on of the counters. Erin wiped a bead of sweat that seemed to have formed on her forehead. She went to the sink and poured some water into a cup. She drank the entire cup and then filled it up again. Drinking that one too. She placed the cup back into the sink.
"You know what we should do today? We should go for a walk", Erin said, "It's such a nice day out".
Jason didn't see why not. Her ankle was doing fine. However, he wouldn't want her to hurt it again. He'd make sure they didn't go to far. It was nice out. And being outside did seem to make her happy. And he did like it when the sun shined off her hair, making it rather pretty. And the entire place was peaceful. He'd still need to figure out where he was going to get meat for Erin but he'd worry about it later. Erin seemed happy about the Apples.
Jason nodded in agreement and gestured for her to follow him back outside.
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Reynolds paced back and forth in his office, muttering to himself,
"Where the hell are those two? Why haven't Clark and Anderson called in yet?! I knew I shouldn't have let those two go out there...Damn kids and their parties, I don't know why any one would want to throw a party where a known Killer has been living!Don't those little snots read the newspaper?! Honestly, you'd think with all the scary movies these kids watch-"
He was cut off from his rambling by his phone ringing. He snatched it off the charger.
"What?" he yelled into the phone. He paused to listen, "Uh huh....yeah...m-hmm...no...YOU FOUND WHAT?!"
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Erin followed Jason happily as he led her along a few old forgotten trails. In the morning light, everything looked so fresh and natural. Not to mention all the wild animals, which didn't seem to mind them at all. Well, didn't seem to mind JASON at all, but since she was with him, and not dead, she supposed they figured out she was harmless too. A squirrel from a nearby tree fell off it's branch and landed on Jason's shoulder.
"Oh that's so cute..." Erin cooed looking at the furry thing.
Jason carefully plucked the little animal off of his shoulder and set the creature back on the tree and continued walking. Not long after this, Jason suddenly stopped. Erin almost ran into him.
She looked up at him, surprised, "Why'd we stop?"
Jason said nothing. Erin became aware that there weren't any birds chirping, as there had been a second ago. the whole forest had gone quiet. It was...unnatural...
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Erin looked around, holding onto Jason as she did so. The silence was uneasy. It was like nothing else was moving. Her eyes skimmed the trees, as though searching for anything was going to move or come and jump out at them. Jason looked down at her, putting his arm around her shoulders, keeping her close. His other hand tightened it's grip on the machete. His feet shifted slightly, his body turning this way and that. Listening for any other sounds other than themselves.
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Down at the police station, Reynolds was pacing his office. One hand placed on his hip, his other hand on his forehead, as though he had a headache...he might as well have had one after the phone conversation. Phillips came into his office a moment later, knocking before entering, of course.
"Yes, what is it?" Reynolds asked.
"Sir, Mr. Jacobs is here to see you sir", Phillips replied.
"Send him in", Reynolds replied.
Paul Jacobs, a man in his mid 40's came into Reynold's office about a minute later. He sat down in the chair opposite the Sheriff's desk. Reynolds sat at the desk.
"After I called you. I had to come in", Paul said.
"You saw Jason Voorhees by the small apple orchid this morning. What time would you say that was and did he have anyone with him?" Reynolds asked.
"It was about ten this morning", Paul explained and then paused, "Did he have someone with him?" The question echoed that of the Sheriff's.
"Was there a young girl with him?" Reynold's asked.
"Yeah. A red head about 20 years old", Paul exclaimed, "I came down on my four wheeler. I live exactly two miles from Camp Crystal Lake and I use the trails to come into town. The apple orchid is exactly twenty yards from the nearest trail. Had my binoculars with me because I was bird watching this morning. Saw the two of 'em picking apples".
"Jason doesn't pick apples. He kills innocent people", Reynolds remarked.
"Sheriff, if a blockade of police men went in there and tried to take that red head from him, you'd be looking at blood bath with no survivors except the girl and Jason", Paul stated, holding up his hands, "I'm just sayin'".
"Can anyone tell me, out of the hundreds of teens, young adults and adults who go up there and got themselves killed, why Erin Parker ends up being the only one not dead?" Reynolds asked.
Paul Jacobs and Phillips exchanged glances and shrugged, not really having any answers. They didn't understand this either.
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Two men wearing orange jumpsuits came around a clump of trees. They were fugitives, on the lamb from the County Jail. They had traveled from the County to this quaint quiet town, thinking it would be easier to hide in the one place where nobody would find them, Camp Crystal Lake.
"Hey Larry, do you see what I see?" James asked.
They could see Jason and Erin just about ten feet away,except Erin and Jason weren't looking in their direction, so they didn't seem them.
"You take the hockey freak and I'll take the girl", James muttered, smirking.
"Works for me. I love killin' people anyway", Larry said, nodding.
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Erin turned her head just as she heard leaves rustling.
"J..Jason", Erin muttered.
Jason looked at her and then followed her gaze as two men were coming out of the woods. One of them had a knife.
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Jason moved so that Erin was behind him, keeping himself between these men and Erin. He looked at the one with the knife and almost smirked behind his mask. That thing was nothing compared to his machete, but it was definitely bigger than a pocket knife. It was a hunting knife. Used to gut and sometimes even kill animals. Or other people. In his minds eye, Jason suddenly saw Erin laying on the ground, deep bloody gashes in her stomach. He narrowed his eyes. Let him TRY! He'd be dead five different ways before his body hit the ground. Just as he thought this, he noticed something. The one with the knife was coming at HIM. The other one, who had what seemed to be an eager smile on his face, was making his way
towards Erin. Another image flashed through Jason's mind. Erin laying on the ground, screaming, as that man-.
That did it.
Jason, his eyes narrowing in hatred, let go of Erin and lurched forward, swinging his machete
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Larry, who held the knife, ducked. He had always been a good fighter, and knew how to move in a battle like this. James, meanwhile, managed to get past Jason and his friend, grabbing Erin by her wrists and forced her against a tree. Erin kicked her legs, trying to knee him in the groin, but he shifted his body, keeping her from going so. She spit in his eye, using this as a distraction to grab a nearby rock off the ground and slam it , HARD, into his head with a sickening TWACK! he fell to the ground, limp.
Larry saw his freind fall, "James?" he called, distracted only for a moment.
Jason used that moment well, plunging his machete into his chest.
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Jason pulled his machete out of the man's chest after the guy dropped to the ground like a sack of potatoes. He turned around to see Erin frozen in place by the tree. The other man was laying on the ground, there was blood gushing from his skull. Jason tilted his head for a moment. How on earth did...He then noticed Erin was holding a rock in her hand. It too was covered in blood. Jason didn't care that she had just killed someone. Nobody hurt HIS Erin...nobody. Not ever.
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Erin let the rock drop from her hand. She tip-toed around the body and walked over to Jason. From all the blood and gore she'd seen so far, this was nothing compared to that. It was self-defense. She trembled just a little, shaking from being forced against the tree. She noticed the other guy was dead too. Good riddance. She had enough surprises for one day any how.
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Jason looked at Erin, he noticed she wasn't in a very good shape to walk, as she was trembling slightly. He scooped her up and held her against him. He didn't mind carrying her. This place now reeked of fresh blood. He decided it was best to get back to the cabin before anything else decided to come after them.
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Once back at the cabin, Erin realized she had to pee. Luckily Jason set her down the moment they got inside. He tilted his head slightly as he watched how she ran to the bathroom. When Erin came out a moment later, she went to the cooler in the kitchen and dug another apple.
"How about a little TV?" She asked, taking a bite from her apple.
Jason nodded, following her. He sat down on the couch as Erin turned on the TV, turning it to a station with some cartoons, something they'd both enjoy. Erin finished her apple not twenty minutes later. She got up and put the apple core in the trash. Coming back to the couch, she snuggled up to Jason and promptly fell asleep not fifteen minutes after that.
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Reynolds, along with a few other officers, including Phillips, approached the apple orchard. Paul had agreed to lead them to it.
"I saw them right over there," he said, pointing towards the far end, "Almost gave me a heart attack. I just stayed put till he left with that pretty young girl."
Reynolds muttered to himself, why would Jason spare anyone? Pretty girl not withstanding, he'd seen Jason kill some real knock outs. Pretty had nothing to do with it. Maybe he was holding her hostage or something...Whatever the reason, there was only one course of action to take. Find and rescue the girl, and, if possible, kill Jason Voorhees.
"Phillips, you and Meyers set up some cameras around here and in the woods. If we can learn his patters, we can use it against him...".
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After Erin had awoken, she noticed Jason was gone, probably to get rid of those two bodies. Erin wondered vaguely exactly WHERE he put all bodies of the people he murdered. she couldn't smell anything and that many bodies should have put up a mountain of stench. An obvious possibility was the lake. It was almost half a mile deep. No one would find a body way out there, and underwater it wouldn't stink. On the other hand, there was also the caves. Erin knew a long time ago there had been gold mines here, and there were tunnels criss-crossing the whole underground of this area.
That seemed the most likely, so she decided to just go with that. As Erin got up and turned down the volume on the TV, she heard something that sounded like a whine. She perked her head up, listening for it. She heard it again, it was coming from outside. She went over to the door, opening it a crack. Something white and furry ran past her ankles into the house. Erin quickly shut the door and whipped around. Sitting in the middle of the floor, looking half-starved and a bit battered, was a small, white kitten. Barely old enough to be weened from her mother.
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Erin went over and picked up the little kitten. She remembered when her friend's cat had kittens way back in Elementary School. She held the kitten delicately in her hands. The little kitten meowed as it's brown eyes looked up at Erin.
"Awww...what are you doing all the way out here little kitten", Erin cooed softly, "I bet your hungry".
She carried the small kitten over to the couch. Making a bed for it using the blanket on the couch. She set the kitten down on the blanket. She hurried into the kitchen. Grabbing an apple from one of the coolers. Digging through the kitchen drawers, she found a peeler, a knife and something that looked like it smashed food. Erin peeled the apple. Then cut it into pieces. After putting the peels and apple seeds into the trash, Erin turned to one of the cupboards, and found a small bowl.
Having rinsed the bowl of it's dust and making it clean. Erin put the pieces of apple into the bowl. She smashed the pieces of apple up until it looked almost like baby food. She carried the small bowl over to the couch and placed it on the floor. Erin picked up the kitten and placed the kitten down in front of the bowl. Curious about what was in the bowl, the kitten began sniff it and then started licking the smushed apples. Erin smiled happily.
Going back into the kitchen she dug out another small bowl. She cleaned the bowl of the dust. Rinsing it well. She then filled it with some cold water. Turning off the sink, she carefully carried it back into the living room, placing it on the floor next to the other dish. Erin sat on the floor, back against the couch. The small kitten, having eaten what it could of the smushed apple, licked up some water. Turning back to Erin, the kitten meowed softly and climbed up onto Erin's leg, walking on top of her and then sitting in Erin's lap. Erin gently patted the kitten, making the kitten purr happily.
"Now what to name you", Erin said, smiling down at the kitten.
The kitten just looked up at her before curling up in her lap. Erin picked up the kitten and laid down on the couch. Placing the kitten on her stomach. The kitten curled up on Erin's stomach, it's eyes looking around the strange place before laying it's head down and taking a cat nap.
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Jason made his way back up to the cabin, after disposing of the bodies from this morning. He had dumped them into one of the many holes that led to caverns underground. When he entered the house, he noticed Erin was sitting on the couch, looking down into her lap for some reason, she looked up at Jason and made a 'shhhh' sign with her fingers and lips, then beckoned him over. When Jason was close enough, he noticed a small furry thing laying in a ball on Erin's lap. A kitten.
Erin smiled up at him, "Isn't she cute? I opened the door earlier and she just scurried inside. Poor thing looked like she hadn't eaten in days, so I made some applesauce for her. She seemed to like it okay."
Erin gave Jason a wide eyed puppy dog look, "Can I keep her?"
Jason studied the little creature. It seemed perfectly at home here, and Erin liked it. Besides, cats could feed themselves, by eating mice. He'd seen a few scurrying around just this morning. He nodded. Erin beamed, looking very pleased.
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Reynolds and his men made their way out of the woods. th cameras had been set up, he'd activate them once he got back to the station. He inhaled deeply. He was going to put an end to Jason Voorhees.
Once and for all.
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End of Chapter Eleven
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