Friday the 13th: Surviving Ironback

"Well, thank you, Irene", she said "It was lucky that disaster could be avoided… Okay, I will. Bye."

Mystique hung up the phone. Destiny had debunked her plans. She'd been planning on springing the Juggernaut from prison so he could rampage at the institute, but Irene had had a vision of it going bad. So she called raven to warn her.

She sighed; Mystique would just have to get to Cerebro another way. She had important school activities to take are of, anyhow.

Several Bayville High students were supposed to go to Ironback Survival Camp for thee weekend. Her Brotherhood boys among them, as well as the six young X-Men. Also, four human students, just to keep them on their toes.

Of course, Pietro, Lance, Freddy, and Todd had all complained a great deal, but they were going none the less, if only to prove they were just as tough as those damned X-Geeks.

(:P) Later that day…

Because none of them had been getting along, Sgt. Hawk had forced the institute kids and the B-Hood to climb Mt. Humiliation from opposite trails. In the meantime, the human students would learn to track animals. Though there were a few bumps along the way, the two teams ended up making it to the top at the same time. After much quarreling, they decided to just take the victory snapshot together and keep it a draw.

By the time they made it back to camp, it was time for dinner. Out of boredom, Todd wandered aimlessly around the camp. Before he knew it, he was at the front gates. The welcome sign stood before him, and, cursing his existence, he kicked it. It fell to the ground, revealing an older sign…

(:P) Back at the main camp…

Pietro was bored. Out of his skull bored. Run to Canada for the hell of it bored. "Laaanncce!", he whined "I'm bored, man! Why do we have to stay here?" Lance was about to tell him off when Todd ran up to them, sweating and breathing hard. He was hysterical.

"Dude, what's up?"

"J-Jason..(cough)…Crystal-". He desperately tried to calm down a little. He took a deep breath. "It's Friday the 13th ! Voorhees is here, yo! He's comin' for us! Jason Voorhees is gonna hack us all to bits!"

By now, He'd gotten the attention of the other campers. In spite of himself, Todd couldn't help but start to cry.

"Would you cut that out, man? This is Ironback Survival Camp-"

"Kinda ironic that survival ain't a very distinct possibility now, huh? Fine; if you don't believe me then I'll show you." He walked towards the small cabin that served as Sgt. Hawk's office and placed his hands firmly on the sign on its side that advertised Ironback's success with trouble makers. The others watched in disbelief as he pulled it off and revealed a still blood-stained sign that advertised Camp Crystal Lake. "No one's been dumb enough to be here on Friday the 13th in a long time. That means it's been a while since the last kills. He's about due, and here we are, waiting on a silver platter. Yo, we gotta get outta here."

Sgt. Hawk came out of his office, fuming. "What in Sam-Hill is going on here?"

SMACK

Todd bitch slapped the middle-aged man. "You FUCKING MORON! Do you have any idea what you've done? He's coming for us! We're gonna get torn to shreds by Jason Voorhees because you didn't warn them! It's Friday the 13th! Do you get it? Friday the 13th!"

At this, Scott finally decided to act like the great leader everyone seemed to think he was and grabbed Todd by his shirt collar. "Calm down", he said, as if it would work. "The killer was a normal, mortal person. Jason Voorhees is just a myth. It's been years since the last ones; there's no danger."

Todd merely gaped and gave the nearby woods a thousand yard stare before ducking to the ground with a yelp. Almost as if on cue, a javelin flew from seemingly nowhere, just barely missing Scott's forehead. It took off a chunk of his ear and lodged in a tree trunk. He began to scream; but, then, who wouldn't? He was deformed, and it hurt like hell! Most of the kids panicked and ran off, screaming at the top of their lungs, but Jean and the BoM stayed with the bespectacled mutant. Scott glared at Todd as if he'd thrown it while Jean tried to help him to the office for medical attention.

Lance suddenly became very twitchy. Could this really be happening? Were they at the mercy of a mass-murderer? The answers were painfully obvious. Freddy and Pietro seemed to be in a state of shock, but Todd just looked…Christ Almighty, he looked peaceful and defeated. He spoke suddenly, and it jostled Lance from his thoughts.

"Yo, I never even been with a woman, and now I'm gonna die here with all of you."

(:P)

They went into the girl's cabin where everyone was taking shelter; even the usually stoic Sgt. Hawk was shaken. There was talk of escape, but it was quickly shot down when Rogue arrived with terrible news.

"We're screwed, ya'll; the bus is trashed! It looks lahk someone took an axe to the engine block! Sgt. Hawk's jeep, too!"

A girl that Pietro had been comforting in a vain attempt to get laid began to cry. She was Jean's friend; her name was Taryn. They were desperately afraid; they didn't know what to do. And somewhere in the woods, a madman lurked.

"Has anybody seen Jean?", Scott asked, frantically. Indeed, none of them had seen her in awhile. Sgt. Hawk left to find her.

A silent stranger grinned behind his blood-stained hockey mask.

Chh-ch-ch, Ahh-ah-ah…

A/N: Jason vs. the X-Men; I don't think that's been done before… WOO-HOO! I'M THE FIRST AT SOMETHING! I'M NEVER FIRST, BUT NOW I AM!