Jason Takes Ocean Shores
Author: Twstrzgirl
Rating: PG-13 for language and violence (but it's done in humor)
Disclaimer: I don't own "Rocket Power", "Friday the 13th", or "A Nightmare on Elm Street." Feel free to consider the script for the next sequel though. I'll be expecting my check in the mail.
A/N: This is just a whim I had after seeing "Freddy vs. Jason" last week. It's TOTALLY different from all my other RP fics and my first attempt at humor. It's a spoof of the Friday the 13th movies and Rocket Power and not meant to be serious. Keeping to the true style of horror movies the dialogue is corny, it tends to be silly at times and when it's over you'll probably be thinking, "What was the point of that?"
A/N2: YAY! We finally got a RP category!!! For those of you who are wondering if I'm ever gonna update "Twisted Love" again, don't worry I haven't forgotten. I just can't come up with anything good for the nxt chap. This is just a side project. ;-) Anyway, here goes.
Chapter 1The night of Thursday, October 12th, was dark and stormy in Ocean shores. Lightning flashed outside of the Rocket house as torrents of rain beat down on the roof. A loud crash of thunder muffled the screams coming from inside.
Sam Dullard covered his eyes as Freddy Krueger slaughtered the poor girl on the television screen. When the screams died down he peeked between two fingers to see if the bloodbath was over. Feeling that it was safe, at least for a few minutes, he lowered his hands "Do we really have to watch this?" he whined.
"C'mon Squid, Don't be such a wuss! That was awesome!" Otto smirked at Sam, who was practically hiding behind his sister.
"Yeah, that was sweet the way her guts flew up in the air!" Twister agreed.
"Luckily I missed that part." Sam muttered.
"That was pretty gross, Otto. Why did you rent this?" Reggie asked, taking Sam's side.
"Cause it's almost Halloween. I'm just getting in the spirit." Otto said. "Also, you know what tomorrow is?"
"Uh…lemme guess…Groundhog Day?" Twister asked seriously.
"NO Twister! Groundhog Day is in February, you moron." Reggie rolled her eyes.
"As far as I know, there's nothing special about tomorrow." Sam said.
"It's Friday the 13th." Otto whispered, his voice low and raspy. He was obviously trying to sound scary.
"So?" Reggie asked. "Don't tell me that you believe all that superstitious crap, Otto."
"No, I don't buy all that stuff, but…"
"But WHAT?" the other three asked in unison.
Otto grabbed the remote and put the movie on pause. "I was bored yesterday so I was reading about Friday the 13th on the Internet. You know, like where the superstition came from and stuff like that? Well, I went to this one site and it turns out that there's this legend…." He paused for effect. A loud crash of thunder shook the house as the storm raged outside.
"What kind of legend?" Twister asked impatiently.
"Back in the late fifties, there was this kid named Jason Voorhees. He was retarded or something. Well, one summer his mom sent him to camp in Crystal Lake, New Jersey. All the other kids busted him cause his face was all deformed and stuff. One day, on Friday the 13th, he decided to go swimming in the lake by himself and drowned. The two councilors who were supposed to be watching him were off in the woods gettin' it on. So his mom gets really pissed and murders them. No one knew that it was her who did it though. The camp closed after that, but then it reopened like twenty years later and the murders started again…"
"Was it that Jason dude?" Twister interrupted.
"Will you shut up and let me finish!" Otto snapped. "Anyway, after the camp reopened someone started to brutally murder the councilors. This one girl figured out that Jason's mom was killing them to get revenge for her son's drowning. The girl ended up chopping off her head. Well, everything should have been okay after that, but the murders at Crystal Lake continue to this day, always around Friday the 13th. Legend has it that Jason never drowned. He somehow made it to shore and lived alone in the woods around Crystal Lake for over twenty years. People think that he saw that girl whack his mom and went crazy. Now he kills anyone who crosses his path. Very few people have ever seen him and lived to tell about it, but they say he wears a hockey mask to cover his deformed face and always has a machete handy."
Lightning flashed outside the window illuminating Otto's eyes just as he finished the story. He looked at his sister and friends. They sat on the edge of the couch, eyes wide, as if waiting for more. A few seconds of silence passed, then he suddenly yelled, "BOO!" causing the three of them to nearly jump off the couch.
"You're such a lame-o, Otto!" Reggie shouted, throwing a pillow at her brother.
"You should…have seen…the look…on you're faces!" Otto said between burst of laughter.
"You made all of that up, didn't you?" Sam asked, still shaken.
Otto's face became serious again. "No way dude. I swear it's the truth. I'll show you the website if you want."
"Well, even if it is true, that Jason guy is in New Jersey. This is California so we don't have anything to worry about." Reggie pointed out.
"I don't know about that, Reg. On another site I looked at, they say that people saw him in New York City one time. He killed a bunch of people there too. So he does leave Crystal Lake." Otto said ominously.
"Whatever. It sounds like the plot to one of those stupid horror movies to me. Kinda like the crap we're watching now." Reggie pointed at the TV, which was still on pause. "Probably some kook with too much time on his hands made the whole thing up just to scare people."
"If it's just a story then what about the murders? They really happened, didn't they?" Twister asked, actually thinking for once.
"Now that you mention it, I remember seeing a documentary about the ones in New York a few years ago. At first they blamed it on a gang, but they finally figured out that it was some serial killer. They never caught the guy." Sam worried.
Reggie shrugged. Although Twister and Sam had a point, she still refused to believe this nonsense. "Well, I'm going to bed. I've got two tests tomorrow. You guys can stay up and guard the door if you want, just in case Jason decides to drop in."
"What about the movie Reg, don't you want to see what happens to Freddy?" Otto asked.
"Not really. Besides, I'm sure he just gets sent to hell because that's the way they always end. Then in the last few seconds something will happen to make you think he's still alive so they can leave it open for another lame sequel."
"Well thanks for spoiling it for us Reggie!" Twister groaned.
Reggie shook her head and sighed, then got up and started to climb the stairs.
"Sweet dreams, Reg." Otto teased. "Don't forget that Freddy feeds on your fear. He can get into your dreams anywhere, at anytime…"
"Give me a break Otto. I'm not scared of some lame-o dead guy from a horror movie…what time did dad say he's going to be home?"
"He's working late tonight cause they have an order being delivered. What's the matter? You're not scared, are you?" Otto taunted.
"NO! I was just wondering. 'Night guys."
Otto and Twister went back to watching the movie and Sam went back to covering his eyes. An hour later it was over so Twister and Sam were getting ready to head home. Otto had a plan though. "Hold on, I've got a sweet idea. Do you have your hockey mask on you Squid?"
"Yeah, it's in my book bag. I thought we were going to play today, but it started raining. Why?"
Otto grinned. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking Twist?"
"You think that blond chick in 3rd bell is hot too? Wow, you must have that ESPN or something Ottoman!"
"NO WAY! I'm not going to be responsible for this!" Sam protested, knowing what Otto had on his mind.
"C'mon Squid. Live a little! What's the worst she can do to us?" Otto said.
"Whomp us into the ground, that's all."
"Just give me the mask Squid!" Otto ran toward Sam's backpack that was sitting by the front door. He picked it up and pulled out the goalie mask, tossing it to Twister before Sam could grab it away from him.
"It's a little late to play hockey, isn't it?" Twister asked, still confused about what was going on.
"This is really mean Otto!" Sam whined.
"I know. It's going to be so sweet!" Otto gushed. "Get you camera ready Twister."
"We're going to video ourselves playing hockey in the rain at night?"
"NO Twister! We're going to scare the shit outta Reggie!"
"Oohhhh, I get it! You're going to make her think you're that Jason dude, right? Awesome idea bro!"
Otto strapped on the hockey mask then went to the kitchen to find a very big knife and a bottle of ketchup.