Back in the future, Sergent Walberg sat smoking a cigar, sitting at his desk.
"The boys will kill Jason, and then the world will turn to utter choas. I don't know why I thought of this before. What if someone Jason didn't kill became another Hitler, Stallon, or Hussian? It will never work out, I'll be dead soon, and the world will either be happy flappy, or dead." He began to laugh. "Time travel is a bitch, isn't it?" He opened his desk drawer, and pulled out a beretta. I loaded the gun, and put it up to his right temple.
"Good bye world, I'll be in Hell for only a few short minutes." He said, and then his brains painted the walls. Walberg's secretary ran in and saw the mess of brains.
"Oh, my God!" She said, and called 911. "Yes, Walberg just commited suicide.
The paramedics loaded his body into the ambulance. The men got in the back and drove away. One of the base's scientist walked up to his secretary.
"Why would he have done that?" He asked.
"I don't know. He was ranting about space, and time travel." She said.
"What? Space and time travel. That's impossible." He said.
"I know, but the commander must of gone through some hard times.
***
Sergent Walberg sat smoking a cigar, sitting at his desk.
"The boys will kill Jason, and then the world will turn to utter choas. I don't know why I thought of this before. What if someone Jason didn't kill became another Hitler, Stallon, or Hussian? It will never work out, I'll be dead soon, and the world will either be happy flappy, or dead." He began to laugh. "Time travel is a bitch, isn't it?" He opened his desk drawer, and pulled out a beretta. I loaded the gun, and put it up to his right temple. "Good bye world, I'll be in Hell for only a few short minutes." He said, and then his brains painted the walls. Walberg's secretary ran in and saw the mess of brains.
"Oh, my God!" She said, and called 911. "Yes, Walberg just commited suicide.
The paramedics loaded his body into the ambulance. The men got in the back and drove away. One of the base's scientist walked up to his secretary.
"Why would he have done that?" He asked.
"I don't know, maybe because his son, Spike went missing. He's been going through a lot now a days."
***
The secratary walked into the room and found Sergent Walberg hanging there. She screamed and dropped her papers.
"I heard he was cheating on his wife with a marine, named Jacob."
***
Sergent Walberg burst out of his office, and shot his secretary in the head. He then pulled the gun on himself. The base closed down before anyone could find them, and they rotted for over one hundred years.
***
Sergent Walberg sat his desk, smoking a Cigar.
"I hope the boys make it back. I'm just craving for a ham sandwich." He said. Four ten year olds walked into the room with bread, mayo, ham and a knife.
***
The boys walked inside the room, and Walberg put bullets in there heads.
***
"Ready. Now!" Spike yelled as he shot a stream of fire at Jason. He caught on fire and began running around, with axe still in hand. He threw it at Spike, and he ducked but Jacob was right behind him. The axe hit him square in the forehead.
"Oh shit!" Spike yelled. Jason ran past Spike and fell into the lake. Harry launched a gernade into the wall. The explosion sounded odd in the water. The men ran back to the base.
"He's not dead, I can feel it. Andy, we need to use that 'Wrangler'? Harry and Andy, take Drake to the Jeep and put him in the back.
Spike sent an email to Walberg, saying:
'Send to Napalms to Camp Crystal Lake Via Jet, and blow this lake to pieces. Give us 3 minutes. Out'
Spike ran to the Jeep, and hotwired it, witch took 1 minute.
"Everyone ok?" Spike said.
"Good to go." They said. Spike shifted it into gear and drove off. A flash of light from the sky as they pasted the Camp Crystal Lake sign. Two jets flew over the lake, and two bombs came flying down. "Shit! They're earlier!" Spike put it into second, as a wall of dust, and fire began chasing the car. The men hit a bump and Drake went fly out. Harry grabbed his hand, but lost his grip. Drake fell onto the road, and burned alive. The Jeep kept driving until it crashed into the telephone booth. Spike then blacked out.

To Be Continued...