I do not own Dragon Ball Z or Jason Vorhees, but I do own Brendant and
Chaos.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------
"What is i... OH MY GOD!" Jim yelled as he looked from the tent he shared uneasily with Piccolo.
This outburst awoke everyone else, and everyone stared in shock at the thing in the middle of the camp. "G-G-G-G-Gohan! Videl! Bra! Dead! How can this be?" Chaos asked as they climbed from their tents.
"I don't know, but whoever it was will PAY!" Goku said, his eyes gleaming with determination.
Jason hid in the woods, biding his time as he watched with his one good eye. He silently decided none of them would live or leave alive.
"Let's just leave!" Chichi said as the others agreed, and Jason snarled silently as he heard this, his muscles tensing up.
"Ok, but it'll have to be in the morning." Piccolo said, and the others stared wide-eyed before they all yelled "ARE YOU INSANE?!!"
"We'll leave in the morning because it's too dark and we're too tired." Piccolo said, and the others gave him a suspicious once-over before Piccolo said "We'll stand guard. I'll go first."
18 shrugged and began digging in the ground with her hands, and Krillin asked "What are you doing honey?"
18 looked at him and said "I'm burying the morbid totem pole. I can't stand it!" as she plucked it from the Earth and dropped it into the hole before covering it with dirt.
A couple of hours later, Piccolo sat, leaning against a tree trunk, his eyes closed in deep meditation. As he meditated, 17 climbed from his and Lunch's tent and walked into the woods.
A few minutes later, 17 stood in the woods, pissing and whistling a tune. Jason walked up behind him with his machete in his hand. As Jason walked up to him, he stepped onto a branch which made a brittle snap. 17 looked behind him and saw...
Nothing.
"Odd." 17 whispered as he zipped up his fly and walked back to the campsite Jason following close behind.
As 17 got close he heard another snap and yelled "OK! Who the fuck's out there?" as he turned and looked about, but saw noone.
"Fuck this!" 17 said as he walked to the camp, but Jason appeared infront of him from behind a tree and slammed his fist into 17's face, his fist going straight through 17's head. Jason slung his arm earthward and 17 fell onto the ground lifelessly. Jason then walked off, waiting for his next victim.
The next morning, the others awoke and Goku took a quick head count and noticed 17 was missing.
"Hey! Where's 17?" Goku asked as they looked around and shrugged, and 18 noticed his motorcycle was gone.
18 said "He must have gotten an early start since his motorcycle's gone." and the others nodded, and began preparing to leave.
Jason stood on the edge of Crystal Lake holding 17's motorcycle. Jason looked at the pristine water before slinging it into the water, the motorcycle sinking into the water. Jason turned from the lake and stalked off toward the others, the top of Crystal Lake bubbling as the motorcycle sunk deeper into the dark abyss of the bottom of the lake.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------
"What is i... OH MY GOD!" Jim yelled as he looked from the tent he shared uneasily with Piccolo.
This outburst awoke everyone else, and everyone stared in shock at the thing in the middle of the camp. "G-G-G-G-Gohan! Videl! Bra! Dead! How can this be?" Chaos asked as they climbed from their tents.
"I don't know, but whoever it was will PAY!" Goku said, his eyes gleaming with determination.
Jason hid in the woods, biding his time as he watched with his one good eye. He silently decided none of them would live or leave alive.
"Let's just leave!" Chichi said as the others agreed, and Jason snarled silently as he heard this, his muscles tensing up.
"Ok, but it'll have to be in the morning." Piccolo said, and the others stared wide-eyed before they all yelled "ARE YOU INSANE?!!"
"We'll leave in the morning because it's too dark and we're too tired." Piccolo said, and the others gave him a suspicious once-over before Piccolo said "We'll stand guard. I'll go first."
18 shrugged and began digging in the ground with her hands, and Krillin asked "What are you doing honey?"
18 looked at him and said "I'm burying the morbid totem pole. I can't stand it!" as she plucked it from the Earth and dropped it into the hole before covering it with dirt.
A couple of hours later, Piccolo sat, leaning against a tree trunk, his eyes closed in deep meditation. As he meditated, 17 climbed from his and Lunch's tent and walked into the woods.
A few minutes later, 17 stood in the woods, pissing and whistling a tune. Jason walked up behind him with his machete in his hand. As Jason walked up to him, he stepped onto a branch which made a brittle snap. 17 looked behind him and saw...
Nothing.
"Odd." 17 whispered as he zipped up his fly and walked back to the campsite Jason following close behind.
As 17 got close he heard another snap and yelled "OK! Who the fuck's out there?" as he turned and looked about, but saw noone.
"Fuck this!" 17 said as he walked to the camp, but Jason appeared infront of him from behind a tree and slammed his fist into 17's face, his fist going straight through 17's head. Jason slung his arm earthward and 17 fell onto the ground lifelessly. Jason then walked off, waiting for his next victim.
The next morning, the others awoke and Goku took a quick head count and noticed 17 was missing.
"Hey! Where's 17?" Goku asked as they looked around and shrugged, and 18 noticed his motorcycle was gone.
18 said "He must have gotten an early start since his motorcycle's gone." and the others nodded, and began preparing to leave.
Jason stood on the edge of Crystal Lake holding 17's motorcycle. Jason looked at the pristine water before slinging it into the water, the motorcycle sinking into the water. Jason turned from the lake and stalked off toward the others, the top of Crystal Lake bubbling as the motorcycle sunk deeper into the dark abyss of the bottom of the lake.