(NOTE: I didn't like how in JGTH he was fully clothed and had the goalie
mask when he was reborn, he should of been naked and mask less, so he would
of been in the basement a little longer, and came up with different clothes
and an extra goalie mask he had, or something but hey. It was a good way to
kind of kill him off. Plus, In Part 8 the chick saw the boy, the dude saw a
half melted body, or Jason. Jason then swam out to sea and came back to
Crystal Lake. There, that's what happened in a nutshell)
Jason remembered what happened before his old body gave out. The one named Spike brought him here, and didn't made it very far up the road before he "died". No matter, he now had his mind set on the city,for he knew there are many people in large cities, but he didn't know that it was deserted. He started towards the city. Not long, he ran into his old body. He saw how dequsting he looked, so he took his large foot, and kicked the old body off the road. He then began walking towards the city. He entered the city, and stopped, looking at all the tall buildings. He began to walk again.
Then, he stopped, he heard something in front of him, coming closer. Jason looked left and right, and decided left. He stood in front of a long deserted building. He watched, waited for whatever thing that was coming closer. Then, he saw an odd sight. It was a grey, naked man, with no head, but a long tongue flopped down his front, leaving a trail of dewl and blood down onto his gentiles, yet the thing did not have gentiles, there was only a bloody stump. Jason cocked his head, confused at the sight.
He looked inside the shop window, and his eyes bulged with delight. In the display window of a pawn shop he stood in front of was a:
VINTAGE GOALIE MASK! MANUFACTURED BY HORRORHOCKEYMASKS.COM, SOON AFTER THE SUDDEN BUZZ ABOUT JASON VOORHEES STARTED! GREAT FOR SCARING KIDS AND EVEN BETTER FOR A COLLECTOR!! ONLY $189.90!
Jason went to the door of the pawn shop, and went for the goalie mask. He picked it up and looked at it for a second. He tore the $189.90 tag off, and let it float to the tile floor. He took the welders mask off, and proudly replaced it with the goalie mask. He felt almost at ease, ready to kill the creature outside the door, but first a weapon. He walked around the pawn shop for a few moments, browsing through the useless shit they sold in the store, and finally saw a chain saw. He'd seen these before, and he knew how to start them as well. He took it off of the shelf, and walked outside.
The creature just stood there, waving it's tongue frantically around, maybe it tasted Jason? No matter, it'd be a pile of meat anyway. He started the saw and began to walk towards the creature.
***
"Holy shit!" Spike screamed out as the large skinned-dog landed on the table of the diner. It gazed at Spike with the white marbles it had for eyes. It snarled, showing it sharp, jagged teeth. It leaped from the table. Spike turned and ran into the kitchen. As he entered, he slipped on the puddle of blood, and went flying into the air. BOOM, he landed on his back.
Coughing, he looked over to see what happened to the dog. It was standing, snarling, looking at him, where Spike just was standing. It lifted its blood soaked paw, and stepped closer. Spike, took his gun, and pointed it at the dog.
The dog, then sprinted, towards the scared Spike. Then, he placed four bullets into the dogs chest, and forehead, killing it. Spike still held the gun out, still breathing heavily, sighed and stood.
His back had been covered in blood, he needed a new attire. He remembered seeing a clothing store at the other end of the street. A chain saw then, started in the distance.
"A survivor?" He said. He ran out of the diner, the bell clanging as he left. He looked out into the fog, seeing nothing. Then, a shrilling scream, and the saw stopped.
***
The creature "saw" Jason coming closer, and began to walk slowly towards him. It lashed it tongue at Jason, wrapping it's tongue around the chain saw. Bad move, the chain ripped through the tongue like a grader does cheese. It screamed, and Jason swung the saw around and cut the creature vertically down the stump to the creatures would-be gentiles. It fell, one side left, one side right. Jason stopped the saw, and looked down at the two parts.
Various mutant organs, and bones gushed out of the grey skin. The Intestants, once wrapped neatly, now scattered on the road in a bloody mess. In fact, everything in a meter radius was covered in the creature's blood.
***
"I don't like that one bit..." Spike said, and he slowly made his way towards the sound of the saw. Each step, his heart began to beat faster. Until, he saw a fully healed Jason Voorhees, stopping when he saw Spike.
"Oh no." Spike said, freezing out of pure fear. Jason cocked his head slowly, remembering, hating the little shit that brought him away from the lake. He grabbed the pull rope and tugged fiercely at it, making the chain saw roar to life. Jason lifted the chain saw above his head. Spike, then, un froze, aimed his weapon, and shot Jason twice in the chest, until the gun went click. Jason roared in pain from the first shot, his new body not use to damage, then the second shot made him lose his grip on the saw and it came down on his forehead.
It sawed an almost identical scar from the axe that one bitch had given him earlier. But the chain saw cut deeper, quicker. Blood went flying, as it cut 3 inches into his skull. The goalie mask lashed open from the saw. The chain saw then went deeper, Jason screaming. Spike dropped his gun, and ran over to Jason. Spike knew he had to saw into Jason's head, hopefully killing the beast.
He grabbed the handle and pushed it down, going as far as his right eye, and it wouldn't budge. Spike stepped back. Jason still stood there, with a running, at least 10 pound chain saw sticking out of his head. He tried to cock his head, but the weight of the chain saw dropped him to the ground, knocking the saw out of his head. The chain saw shut off, and Jason just laid there, seemingly dead.
Spike wiped the blood off of his face, and picked the saw up. He started it. Spike looked at the chain, moving faster and slower, with each amount of pressure Spike put on the trigger. Spike lifted the Chain saw up, and shoved it into the back of Jason, spewing more blood out, cutting into his ribs. Then, he again backed away from Jason, with a chain saw sticking out of his back, still running. It finally died, and blood covered the street.
"Oh-my God, I think I killed him..." Spike emotionlessly said. He turned slowly and walked away.
To Be Continued...
Jason remembered what happened before his old body gave out. The one named Spike brought him here, and didn't made it very far up the road before he "died". No matter, he now had his mind set on the city,for he knew there are many people in large cities, but he didn't know that it was deserted. He started towards the city. Not long, he ran into his old body. He saw how dequsting he looked, so he took his large foot, and kicked the old body off the road. He then began walking towards the city. He entered the city, and stopped, looking at all the tall buildings. He began to walk again.
Then, he stopped, he heard something in front of him, coming closer. Jason looked left and right, and decided left. He stood in front of a long deserted building. He watched, waited for whatever thing that was coming closer. Then, he saw an odd sight. It was a grey, naked man, with no head, but a long tongue flopped down his front, leaving a trail of dewl and blood down onto his gentiles, yet the thing did not have gentiles, there was only a bloody stump. Jason cocked his head, confused at the sight.
He looked inside the shop window, and his eyes bulged with delight. In the display window of a pawn shop he stood in front of was a:
VINTAGE GOALIE MASK! MANUFACTURED BY HORRORHOCKEYMASKS.COM, SOON AFTER THE SUDDEN BUZZ ABOUT JASON VOORHEES STARTED! GREAT FOR SCARING KIDS AND EVEN BETTER FOR A COLLECTOR!! ONLY $189.90!
Jason went to the door of the pawn shop, and went for the goalie mask. He picked it up and looked at it for a second. He tore the $189.90 tag off, and let it float to the tile floor. He took the welders mask off, and proudly replaced it with the goalie mask. He felt almost at ease, ready to kill the creature outside the door, but first a weapon. He walked around the pawn shop for a few moments, browsing through the useless shit they sold in the store, and finally saw a chain saw. He'd seen these before, and he knew how to start them as well. He took it off of the shelf, and walked outside.
The creature just stood there, waving it's tongue frantically around, maybe it tasted Jason? No matter, it'd be a pile of meat anyway. He started the saw and began to walk towards the creature.
***
"Holy shit!" Spike screamed out as the large skinned-dog landed on the table of the diner. It gazed at Spike with the white marbles it had for eyes. It snarled, showing it sharp, jagged teeth. It leaped from the table. Spike turned and ran into the kitchen. As he entered, he slipped on the puddle of blood, and went flying into the air. BOOM, he landed on his back.
Coughing, he looked over to see what happened to the dog. It was standing, snarling, looking at him, where Spike just was standing. It lifted its blood soaked paw, and stepped closer. Spike, took his gun, and pointed it at the dog.
The dog, then sprinted, towards the scared Spike. Then, he placed four bullets into the dogs chest, and forehead, killing it. Spike still held the gun out, still breathing heavily, sighed and stood.
His back had been covered in blood, he needed a new attire. He remembered seeing a clothing store at the other end of the street. A chain saw then, started in the distance.
"A survivor?" He said. He ran out of the diner, the bell clanging as he left. He looked out into the fog, seeing nothing. Then, a shrilling scream, and the saw stopped.
***
The creature "saw" Jason coming closer, and began to walk slowly towards him. It lashed it tongue at Jason, wrapping it's tongue around the chain saw. Bad move, the chain ripped through the tongue like a grader does cheese. It screamed, and Jason swung the saw around and cut the creature vertically down the stump to the creatures would-be gentiles. It fell, one side left, one side right. Jason stopped the saw, and looked down at the two parts.
Various mutant organs, and bones gushed out of the grey skin. The Intestants, once wrapped neatly, now scattered on the road in a bloody mess. In fact, everything in a meter radius was covered in the creature's blood.
***
"I don't like that one bit..." Spike said, and he slowly made his way towards the sound of the saw. Each step, his heart began to beat faster. Until, he saw a fully healed Jason Voorhees, stopping when he saw Spike.
"Oh no." Spike said, freezing out of pure fear. Jason cocked his head slowly, remembering, hating the little shit that brought him away from the lake. He grabbed the pull rope and tugged fiercely at it, making the chain saw roar to life. Jason lifted the chain saw above his head. Spike, then, un froze, aimed his weapon, and shot Jason twice in the chest, until the gun went click. Jason roared in pain from the first shot, his new body not use to damage, then the second shot made him lose his grip on the saw and it came down on his forehead.
It sawed an almost identical scar from the axe that one bitch had given him earlier. But the chain saw cut deeper, quicker. Blood went flying, as it cut 3 inches into his skull. The goalie mask lashed open from the saw. The chain saw then went deeper, Jason screaming. Spike dropped his gun, and ran over to Jason. Spike knew he had to saw into Jason's head, hopefully killing the beast.
He grabbed the handle and pushed it down, going as far as his right eye, and it wouldn't budge. Spike stepped back. Jason still stood there, with a running, at least 10 pound chain saw sticking out of his head. He tried to cock his head, but the weight of the chain saw dropped him to the ground, knocking the saw out of his head. The chain saw shut off, and Jason just laid there, seemingly dead.
Spike wiped the blood off of his face, and picked the saw up. He started it. Spike looked at the chain, moving faster and slower, with each amount of pressure Spike put on the trigger. Spike lifted the Chain saw up, and shoved it into the back of Jason, spewing more blood out, cutting into his ribs. Then, he again backed away from Jason, with a chain saw sticking out of his back, still running. It finally died, and blood covered the street.
"Oh-my God, I think I killed him..." Spike emotionlessly said. He turned slowly and walked away.
To Be Continued...