Wanda and Fuzzy
Part 4: Friday
By
The Uncanny R-Man
Disclaimer- I don't own Wanda or Kurt, they belong to Marvel. I don't own Jason Vorhees either. And quite frankly, I wouldn't want to...
Shout Outs-
Ruby- I take it that you've never seen Friday the 13th then.
Agent-G- Damn my Friday the 13th obsession! Waitasec, I'm starting to see a pattern now. First Typhoid, now Jason...
Quote of the day- 'You're preaching to the guy that ate the choir.'- Angelus (Angel: Release)
A convenience store a mile or two outside Crystal Lake-
The X-Van containing Kurt and Wanda pulls up to a convenience store. Kurt turns to his girlfriend (who is driving) with a bemused expression on his face.
'Vhy are ve at a convenience store?' He asks.
'We need supplies.' Wanda replies.
'I thought zat ve already had supplies.' Kurt adds.
'I kinda ate them while you were awake.' Wanda replies sheepishly. 'I won't be long.'
With that, Wanda steps out of the van and walks towards the store. Kurt sticks his head out the window and shouts after her.
'Don't forget ze beer!'
Inside the store-
Wanda grabs a basket and browses the aisles. She stops at the chips and miscellaneous snacks aisle and grabs a few bags before moving on to the beer aisle. She peruses the assorted brands before selecting several six- packs. She is just about to pay for her purchases when she bumps into a bedraggled, crazy-looking old man. She manages to keep herself from hexing him and mutters an apology before walking away. Then the old man grabs her arm.
'You ain't going out to Camp Crystal Lake are ya?' he asks.
Wanda is rapidly becoming angrier by the minute.
'Yeah, what of it?' She sighs.
'There's a death curse on that place!' The crazy old man replies. 'You go there and Jason'll yet ya!'
Wanda isn't scared in the least. She is about to hex him when the manager of the store walks up.
'Is this guy bothering you Ma'am?
'A bit.' Wanda replies.
The manager ushers the crazy old guy out of the door before apologising to Wanda.
'I'm sorry about Crazy Eddie; he's always like that around strangers.'
'Who was that Jason guy that he was talking about?' Wanda asks.
'Oh, just some urban legend.' The manager replies. 'The story goes that many years ago Jason Vorhees drowned at Camp Crystal Lake. The camp counsellors were supposed to be watching him but they weren't. Then, several years later, several counsellors were killed one summer. The sole survivor said that it was Jason's mother out for revenge and that she had decapitated her in self-defence. Then, several years later, there were more murders. People said that it was Jason, out for revenge for the death of his mother. Some say that he might still be out there, preying on those who trespass on Camp Crystal Lake!'
'Riiiiight...' Wanda replies. 'That sounds plausible.'
'My point exactly!' The manager replies. 'You have a nice time now! And don't get slaughtered!'
With that, Wanda gathers up her purchases and walks back to the van. She can still see the crazy old man standing outside the store.
'Yer doomed I tell ya, doomed!'
'Yeah, right.' Wanda mutters, waving her hand. The crazy old guy lets out a yell as a nearby fire hydrant explodes, drenching him in water.
'Vas zat you, soaking zat crazy guy?' Kurt asks.
'Would I do such a thing?' Wanda asks with mock innocence.
'Vat did he mean zat ve vere doomed?' Kurt asks.
'Oh nothing important.' Wanda replies.
With that, Kurt starts up the X-Van and they drive away.
Camp Crystal Lake-
The X-Van pulls into a tatty-looking camping area. There is a sign hanging crookedly with peeling paint reading 'Camp Crystal Lake.' Someone has sprayed over it with red paint. Now it reads 'Camp Blood.'
'Logan sure knows how to pick places.' Wanda mutters.
Kurt pulls up to a cabin and steps out. He looks up at the building and whistles in amazement.
'Zis place is huge!'
Wanda looks in the distance and notices a lake several yards away.
'Look, there's a lake too!' She says. 'It'll be perfect for skinny- dipping!'
'Let's just get settled first, ja?' Kurt grins.
Wanda grabs her bags and follows Kurt inside.
Unseen by the two of them, they are being watched by a certain hockey mask- wearing figure. Jason Vorhees steps out of the shadows of the trees and watches them walk into the cabin.
Later-
It is evening and Kurt and Wanda have now settled in and are snuggled by the fireplace.
'For the state of this place, it sure is romantic!' Wanda sighs as she snuggles closer.
'It sure is Liebe!' Kurt replies, kissing the top of Wanda's head.
Wanda then gets a lecherous glint in her eye.
'You know, it would be a pity to have a lake nearby and not use it.'
'But I haven't got any swimming gear.' Kurt sighs.
'Who said anything about swimming?' Wanda replies seductively.
The lake-
The door to the cabin swings open as Wanda runs out, pulling Kurt along with her. When they get to the lake, Wanda starts to disrobe. After taking all of her clothes off, she turns back to Kurt. She gives him a sexy wink and dives into the water.
'Aren't you coming in Fuzzy?'
Kurt doesn't need to be asked twice. He quickly pulls off his clothes and leaps in after her.
Wanda swims closer to him and laces her arms around his neck.
'Now, isn't this better than that stuffy old cabin?' She asks seductively.
'Any place is great viz you, Liebe!' Kurt replies.
Kurt puts his arms around Wanda's waist and kisses her passionately. The two lovers tread water as they kiss.
Several yards up the bank they are once again being watched. Jason watches the two lovers for a while before slowly walking towards the cabin.
Later still-
Kurt and Wanda are now back in the cabin after their... ahem... swim. They are once again snuggled by the roaring fireplace.
'I know somewhere that we haven't checked out yet.' Wanda grins.
'Ze bedroom?' Kurt asks with a lecherous smile.
'I was thinking th very same thing Fuzzy!' Wanda replies. Kurt takes her up in his arms and teleports them upstairs to the bedroom.
Jason steps out of the shadows of the kitchen and slowly ascends the stairs. He stops midway to pluck a machete from the wall, then he carries on up the stairs.
The bedroom-
As you may have guessed, Kurt and Wanda are... ahem... testing out the bedsprings. Kurt kisses Wanda's neck, eliciting a groan from the young witch. Then Wanda suddenly stops. Kurt stops as he sees the fearful look on her face.
'Vhat's ze problem, Liebe?'
All Wanda can do is point behind Kurt. Kurt turns and looks in fright at the sight behind him, a tall man dressed in rags and a hockey mask is standing there with a machete held high.
Jason swings the machete down but Kurt teleports himself and Wanda away just as the machete cuts a gash through the mattress.
Jason looks around at the lack of people in the room. He pulls the machete out of the bed and continues his hunt for Kurt and Wanda.
Elsewhere-
Kurt and Wanda materialise in a closet.
'Vhat ze Hell vas zat?' Kurt asks.
'That must be Jason!' Wanda replies.
'Who's Jason?'
'Oh, just the undead son of a psychotic murdering mother.' Wanda replies.
'Vunderbar!' Kurt groans. 'Only Logan could have a cabin in an abandoned summer camp vhere a psychotic hockey mask-wearing nutcase haunts! I am so going to have vords vis him!'
'What're we gonna do now?' Wanda asks. 'Stay here hiding in this closet or go out there and fight him?'
Kurt is unable to answer as Jason chooses for them. He pulls the closet door off its hinges and raises his machete to stab them. Fortunately, Wanda is ready with a hex bolt. The bolt of mystic blue energy hits the hockey mask-wearing killer square in the chest, making him drop the machete and stumble backwards. While his balance is off, Kurt steps forward and kicks his legs from under him. Jason teeters a little bit before losing his balance totally and falling down the stairs. Jason lands at the bottom with a nasty sounding crack as his neck breaks on impact. Kurt and Wanda step out of the closet and cautiously look down.
'I zink he's dead.' Kurt says.
No such luck! Jason gets up of the floor and readjusts his neck before climbing back up the stairs. Kurt snatches up the machete attempts to fend him off. Jason tries to block Kurt's attacks but with every swipe the machete makes more gashes on the killer's body.
Kurt turns back to Wanda.
'Doesn't zis guy ever drop?'
This is just the distraction that Jason needs; he swipes the machete away from Kurt's grasp and grabs the fuzzy elf by the throat.
'Vanda... help!' Kurt croaks.
'Get your ugly, rotted hands off my boyfriend!' Wanda yells.
Jason looks back at the irate young witch as her hands start to glow with blue energy.
Wanda throws another hex bolt. Jason puts up his arms to defend himself but the bolt of energy sends him flying into the air. Jason lands on the ground, impaling himself on a broken banister. Wanda picks up the dropped machete and brings it down on Jason's neck with a yell of fury, cutting off his head with one clean swipe.
'Wow!' Kurt croaks, holding his throat. 'Zat vas hardcore Vanda! He's got to be dead now!'
'Let's burn his body just to make sure.' Wanda replies. 'And dump his remains in the lake.
Back at Xavier's-
An exhausted Kurt and Wanda pull up outside the institute.
'Are you sure zat you don't vant to go home?' Kurt asks.
'After all the stuff that we went through earlier.' Wanda replies. 'I just don't want to be alone.'
Kurt nods in understanding and puts his arm around Wanda as they walk inside.
'But vhat about Logan?' Kurt asks. 'Shall ve tell him zat his cabin in ze middle of psycho country?'
'I've got a better idea!' Wanda replies with an evil smile.
Kurt watches as she waves her hands and hears an explosion from the garage.
'Who the flamin' hell blew up my bike?'
Wanda grabs Kurt's hand and pulls him upstairs as they run away to escape from Logan's wrath.
END...
Part 4: Friday
By
The Uncanny R-Man
Disclaimer- I don't own Wanda or Kurt, they belong to Marvel. I don't own Jason Vorhees either. And quite frankly, I wouldn't want to...
Shout Outs-
Ruby- I take it that you've never seen Friday the 13th then.
Agent-G- Damn my Friday the 13th obsession! Waitasec, I'm starting to see a pattern now. First Typhoid, now Jason...
Quote of the day- 'You're preaching to the guy that ate the choir.'- Angelus (Angel: Release)
A convenience store a mile or two outside Crystal Lake-
The X-Van containing Kurt and Wanda pulls up to a convenience store. Kurt turns to his girlfriend (who is driving) with a bemused expression on his face.
'Vhy are ve at a convenience store?' He asks.
'We need supplies.' Wanda replies.
'I thought zat ve already had supplies.' Kurt adds.
'I kinda ate them while you were awake.' Wanda replies sheepishly. 'I won't be long.'
With that, Wanda steps out of the van and walks towards the store. Kurt sticks his head out the window and shouts after her.
'Don't forget ze beer!'
Inside the store-
Wanda grabs a basket and browses the aisles. She stops at the chips and miscellaneous snacks aisle and grabs a few bags before moving on to the beer aisle. She peruses the assorted brands before selecting several six- packs. She is just about to pay for her purchases when she bumps into a bedraggled, crazy-looking old man. She manages to keep herself from hexing him and mutters an apology before walking away. Then the old man grabs her arm.
'You ain't going out to Camp Crystal Lake are ya?' he asks.
Wanda is rapidly becoming angrier by the minute.
'Yeah, what of it?' She sighs.
'There's a death curse on that place!' The crazy old man replies. 'You go there and Jason'll yet ya!'
Wanda isn't scared in the least. She is about to hex him when the manager of the store walks up.
'Is this guy bothering you Ma'am?
'A bit.' Wanda replies.
The manager ushers the crazy old guy out of the door before apologising to Wanda.
'I'm sorry about Crazy Eddie; he's always like that around strangers.'
'Who was that Jason guy that he was talking about?' Wanda asks.
'Oh, just some urban legend.' The manager replies. 'The story goes that many years ago Jason Vorhees drowned at Camp Crystal Lake. The camp counsellors were supposed to be watching him but they weren't. Then, several years later, several counsellors were killed one summer. The sole survivor said that it was Jason's mother out for revenge and that she had decapitated her in self-defence. Then, several years later, there were more murders. People said that it was Jason, out for revenge for the death of his mother. Some say that he might still be out there, preying on those who trespass on Camp Crystal Lake!'
'Riiiiight...' Wanda replies. 'That sounds plausible.'
'My point exactly!' The manager replies. 'You have a nice time now! And don't get slaughtered!'
With that, Wanda gathers up her purchases and walks back to the van. She can still see the crazy old man standing outside the store.
'Yer doomed I tell ya, doomed!'
'Yeah, right.' Wanda mutters, waving her hand. The crazy old guy lets out a yell as a nearby fire hydrant explodes, drenching him in water.
'Vas zat you, soaking zat crazy guy?' Kurt asks.
'Would I do such a thing?' Wanda asks with mock innocence.
'Vat did he mean zat ve vere doomed?' Kurt asks.
'Oh nothing important.' Wanda replies.
With that, Kurt starts up the X-Van and they drive away.
Camp Crystal Lake-
The X-Van pulls into a tatty-looking camping area. There is a sign hanging crookedly with peeling paint reading 'Camp Crystal Lake.' Someone has sprayed over it with red paint. Now it reads 'Camp Blood.'
'Logan sure knows how to pick places.' Wanda mutters.
Kurt pulls up to a cabin and steps out. He looks up at the building and whistles in amazement.
'Zis place is huge!'
Wanda looks in the distance and notices a lake several yards away.
'Look, there's a lake too!' She says. 'It'll be perfect for skinny- dipping!'
'Let's just get settled first, ja?' Kurt grins.
Wanda grabs her bags and follows Kurt inside.
Unseen by the two of them, they are being watched by a certain hockey mask- wearing figure. Jason Vorhees steps out of the shadows of the trees and watches them walk into the cabin.
Later-
It is evening and Kurt and Wanda have now settled in and are snuggled by the fireplace.
'For the state of this place, it sure is romantic!' Wanda sighs as she snuggles closer.
'It sure is Liebe!' Kurt replies, kissing the top of Wanda's head.
Wanda then gets a lecherous glint in her eye.
'You know, it would be a pity to have a lake nearby and not use it.'
'But I haven't got any swimming gear.' Kurt sighs.
'Who said anything about swimming?' Wanda replies seductively.
The lake-
The door to the cabin swings open as Wanda runs out, pulling Kurt along with her. When they get to the lake, Wanda starts to disrobe. After taking all of her clothes off, she turns back to Kurt. She gives him a sexy wink and dives into the water.
'Aren't you coming in Fuzzy?'
Kurt doesn't need to be asked twice. He quickly pulls off his clothes and leaps in after her.
Wanda swims closer to him and laces her arms around his neck.
'Now, isn't this better than that stuffy old cabin?' She asks seductively.
'Any place is great viz you, Liebe!' Kurt replies.
Kurt puts his arms around Wanda's waist and kisses her passionately. The two lovers tread water as they kiss.
Several yards up the bank they are once again being watched. Jason watches the two lovers for a while before slowly walking towards the cabin.
Later still-
Kurt and Wanda are now back in the cabin after their... ahem... swim. They are once again snuggled by the roaring fireplace.
'I know somewhere that we haven't checked out yet.' Wanda grins.
'Ze bedroom?' Kurt asks with a lecherous smile.
'I was thinking th very same thing Fuzzy!' Wanda replies. Kurt takes her up in his arms and teleports them upstairs to the bedroom.
Jason steps out of the shadows of the kitchen and slowly ascends the stairs. He stops midway to pluck a machete from the wall, then he carries on up the stairs.
The bedroom-
As you may have guessed, Kurt and Wanda are... ahem... testing out the bedsprings. Kurt kisses Wanda's neck, eliciting a groan from the young witch. Then Wanda suddenly stops. Kurt stops as he sees the fearful look on her face.
'Vhat's ze problem, Liebe?'
All Wanda can do is point behind Kurt. Kurt turns and looks in fright at the sight behind him, a tall man dressed in rags and a hockey mask is standing there with a machete held high.
Jason swings the machete down but Kurt teleports himself and Wanda away just as the machete cuts a gash through the mattress.
Jason looks around at the lack of people in the room. He pulls the machete out of the bed and continues his hunt for Kurt and Wanda.
Elsewhere-
Kurt and Wanda materialise in a closet.
'Vhat ze Hell vas zat?' Kurt asks.
'That must be Jason!' Wanda replies.
'Who's Jason?'
'Oh, just the undead son of a psychotic murdering mother.' Wanda replies.
'Vunderbar!' Kurt groans. 'Only Logan could have a cabin in an abandoned summer camp vhere a psychotic hockey mask-wearing nutcase haunts! I am so going to have vords vis him!'
'What're we gonna do now?' Wanda asks. 'Stay here hiding in this closet or go out there and fight him?'
Kurt is unable to answer as Jason chooses for them. He pulls the closet door off its hinges and raises his machete to stab them. Fortunately, Wanda is ready with a hex bolt. The bolt of mystic blue energy hits the hockey mask-wearing killer square in the chest, making him drop the machete and stumble backwards. While his balance is off, Kurt steps forward and kicks his legs from under him. Jason teeters a little bit before losing his balance totally and falling down the stairs. Jason lands at the bottom with a nasty sounding crack as his neck breaks on impact. Kurt and Wanda step out of the closet and cautiously look down.
'I zink he's dead.' Kurt says.
No such luck! Jason gets up of the floor and readjusts his neck before climbing back up the stairs. Kurt snatches up the machete attempts to fend him off. Jason tries to block Kurt's attacks but with every swipe the machete makes more gashes on the killer's body.
Kurt turns back to Wanda.
'Doesn't zis guy ever drop?'
This is just the distraction that Jason needs; he swipes the machete away from Kurt's grasp and grabs the fuzzy elf by the throat.
'Vanda... help!' Kurt croaks.
'Get your ugly, rotted hands off my boyfriend!' Wanda yells.
Jason looks back at the irate young witch as her hands start to glow with blue energy.
Wanda throws another hex bolt. Jason puts up his arms to defend himself but the bolt of energy sends him flying into the air. Jason lands on the ground, impaling himself on a broken banister. Wanda picks up the dropped machete and brings it down on Jason's neck with a yell of fury, cutting off his head with one clean swipe.
'Wow!' Kurt croaks, holding his throat. 'Zat vas hardcore Vanda! He's got to be dead now!'
'Let's burn his body just to make sure.' Wanda replies. 'And dump his remains in the lake.
Back at Xavier's-
An exhausted Kurt and Wanda pull up outside the institute.
'Are you sure zat you don't vant to go home?' Kurt asks.
'After all the stuff that we went through earlier.' Wanda replies. 'I just don't want to be alone.'
Kurt nods in understanding and puts his arm around Wanda as they walk inside.
'But vhat about Logan?' Kurt asks. 'Shall ve tell him zat his cabin in ze middle of psycho country?'
'I've got a better idea!' Wanda replies with an evil smile.
Kurt watches as she waves her hands and hears an explosion from the garage.
'Who the flamin' hell blew up my bike?'
Wanda grabs Kurt's hand and pulls him upstairs as they run away to escape from Logan's wrath.
END...