Note: This one is a parody of the original Friday the 13th, so get ready for some gory kills. Also, this is another chapter that gives this story its M rating. Okay, don't really need to say much else, except for "let's get on with the story!"

Chapter 7: Camp Slaughter

Cast

Fox McCloud

Shaggy Rogers

Scooby-Doo

Fred Jones

Daphne Blake

Velma Dinkley

Seven years ago, a young boy named Marcus McCloud drowned in the rivers of Camp Green Bean. In addition, the camp counselors were discovered to have done nothing to help him. As a result, the place was met with a huge lawsuit. The lawsuit was so bad, in fact, that Camp Green Bean was nearly shut down for good. However, the lawsuit was paid off, and the camp remained open. But, before the lawsuit was settled, Marcus' parents, Fox and Krystal, swore that the counselors who let their boy drown would pay with their lives.

In the present day, four teens and their dog arrived at Camp Green Bean as the new counselors. This group of friends were known as the Scooby-Doo Gang and they were given their jobs due to their applications saying that they were good with kids.

"Well gang," Fred Jones, one of the five, said, "we're counselors here, now."

"I still can't believe that this place is open," Daphne Blake, another member of the gang, stated, "especially after what happened to that poor little boy!"

"Like," Shaggy Rogers, another one of the teens, stated, "they should have shut down this place! It could be haunted by the ghost of Marcus McCloud!"

"Reah, raunted!" Scooby-Doo, the group's dog, cried.

"With the lawsuit Camp Green Bean received," Velma Dinkley, the final member of the group, surmised, "this place should have been shut down and condemned."

"Don't worry guys," Fred said, "I'm sure that the little guy is in a better place. After all, the camp has been making sure that something like that doesn't happen again."

"Like, let's hope so!" Shaggy said.

A blonde-haired woman with green eyes walked towards the gang.

"You must be the new counselors?" She spoke, "I'm Tricia and I have been a counselor for eight years."

"Fred Jones," Fred introduced himself before gesturing towards the others, "and that's Daphne Blake, Velma Dinkley, Shaggy Rogers, and our dog, Scooby-Doo."

"Nice to meet you all." Tricia stated.

"Shall we go in?" Daphne asked.

As the new counselors walked into the camp, they saw six other counselors whose ages ranged from their ages to older. In addition, there was an old man who was in great shape. However, there were no kids around.

"Like, this place is almost empty, right Scoob?" Shaggy asked.

"Reah." Scooby said.

Tricia walked towards the two groups.

"Since you guys are new," she said before looking at the other counselors, "I'll introduce you to my fellow counselors. The redhead is Mark, the two dark-haired ones are Sophie and Chris, the blonde is Andrew, and the one with the bob cut is Betty."

"What about the old guy?" Daphne asked.

"Jerry," the old man said, "I'm the one who runs this camp."

"Where are all the kids?" Fred asked.

"Ever since that lawsuit," Mark stated, "less kids have been sent here."

"I still don't know why the camp didn't close down." Andrew stated, "A kid did drown in the river."

"And his parents actually tried to kill me when I gave my condolences!" Jerry said.

"Like, did they really?!" Shaggy asked in fear.

"No," the old owner said, "but the boy's mother tried to hold his father back. When she did that, the father told her to get off of him so that he could kill me."

"What all did he do?" Velma asked.

"He came at me with his bare hands." Jerry stated, "He even broke an oar in half. Can someone go get the oar that Mr. McCloud broke?"

"I'll go get it, sir." Sophie volunteered, not knowing that the day would be her final one.

Walking into the storage cabin, Sophie could hear what sounded like someone breathing. Startled, she looked around for the noise, but found nothing. The young woman then proceeded to pick up the broken oar, only for someone to step forward.

"Oh," Sophie said to the unknown person, "it's you. What are you doing here?"

The unknown figure walked towards her, holding a telephone cable in their hands. Before Sophie could run away, the stranger wrapped the cable around her throat. Struggling against her attacker, Sophie attempted to scream, but all that came out were gasps for air and shrieks. This continued until she fell to the ground, dead as a doorknob.

"What could be taking Sophie so long?" Tricia asked.

"I can go see what the big deal is." Fred offered.

"Go ahead then," Jerry said, "no one's stopping you."

Fred entered the cabin and found the broken oar, but not Sophie. In fact, the dark haired girl was no where to be seen. Somewhat unnerved, the blonde left the storage room as fast as possible.

A few hours later, and the counselors were walking through the forest. This was a part of the daily exercises that everyone did, including the campers. While walking through the forest, Shaggy and Scooby could hear someone breathing.

"Is that you, Scoob?" Shaggy asked.

"Rope." The dog stated.

"Then, like, where's it coming from?" The brunette asked.

"Reats re." Scooby said.

"I can go see where it's coming from, guys." Chris stated.

"Like, thanks." Shaggy smiled.

As he walked deeper into the forest, Chris could hear the breathing getting louder. Little did he know, someone was behind him with a longbow.

"Hello?" Chris asked, "Is anyone there?"

The mysterious person stepped out into the forest, readying their longbow for firing.

"It's you!" Chris exclaimed.

The dark-haired man was met with two arrows, one in the neck while the other was fired in the head. As he died, the killer carefully stepped away from the crime scene.

Meanwhile, at the mess hall, the Scooby-Doo Gang was eating dinner. However, Velma was thinking about something.

"What's wrong, Velma?" Daphne asked.

"I was just thinking," the brunette surmised, "Sophie and Chris haven't shown up again."

"It's not possible that they left, did they?" Daphne asked.

"Like, if they did, they could have said so." Shaggy stated.

"But what if they didn't leave?" Velma ventured.

"What are you saying, Velma?" Fred asked.

"I'm saying that they left," the brunette stated, "but they didn't leave alive."

"Ro rat reans -" Scooby tried to speak.

"Of course Scooby," Velma concluded, "we have a killer in the camp!"

"Zoinks!" Shaggy cried, "Then we need to warn everyone!"

"Where is everyone?" Daphne asked.

"They're in their cabins." Velma stated.

"We need to get to them before the killer can get to them!" Fred stood up.

"Like, agreed!" Shaggy shivered.

In his cabin, Andrew was laying down, thinking about what might have happened to Sophie and Chris. The fact that they were gone without a trace troubled the blonde man. To him, it was like they skipped town without saying a word. It was a disturbing fact, to be sure. Below Andrew was a shuffling noise, which sounded like a mouse was crawling under the bed.

"I should probably tell Jerry about it." Andrew said to himself.

Before he could get up, a hand held him down while an arrow was shoved through his throat. Andrew couldn't scream, as the arrow had destroyed his windpipe. The blonde suffered a slow, painful death, and the killer wasn't going to let him die quickly.

The Scooby-Doo Gang ran through the camp, knocking on each cabin door to get a response. After a few minutes of this, Betty walked up to the group.

"What's going on?" The girl asked.

"We need to call the police!" Daphne stated.

"Why?" Betty asked.

"Because, like, there's a killer at this camp!" Shaggy shouted.

"There's a phone at my cabin," Betty stated, "you guys can use it if you want."

"Thanks." Velma said.

As the gang walked into her cabin, Betty found herself face-to-face with the killer, who was wielding a Bowie knife. Before she could run away, the killer grabbed her by her hair and began to cut into her forehead. As she screamed, the killer violently thrashed her to the ground. When the young woman was completely scalped, the killer carefully picked up her body and carried it off.

From inside the cabin, the Scooby-Doo Gang was struggling to call the police. However, there was no answer from the cops.

"The police department hasn't answered," Fred stated, "they must be busy."

"Or maybe someone cut the phone lines!" Shaggy suggested.

"Reah, rut re rone rines!" Scooby whimpered.

"We can't just let the killer kill us as well!" Daphne stated.

"She's right," Velma said, "we need to get some weapons!"

"We should ask Tricia for some." Fred suggested.

"Good idea!" Shaggy stated, still scared.

"Ragreed!" Scooby said.

The five then left the cabin and proceeded to walk through the camp. When they came near Tricia's cabin, they knocked on the door. The group got no response from the blonde.

"Maybe she's not in there." Daphne suggested.

"The door's unlocked, though." Fred stated.

When she opened the door, Velma entered the cabin and was met with Tricia having her back turned.

"Tricia," Velma said, "there's a killer on the loose in camp! Can you show us where we could get weapons to defend ourselves with?!"

However, when the chair was turned around, Tricia was revealed to have had her neck sliced open.

"Jinkies!" Velma exclaimed, "The killer beat us here, too!"

"Like, this killer must be a really fast man!" Shaggy stated.

"Let's go look for Mark," Daphne stated, "he has to still be alive!"

Much to the gang's horror, Mark had been found brutally decapitated. Jerry had walked near the group, sharing their horrified reactions.

"Who could have done this?!" Jerry screamed.

"Like, a killer in the camp, sir!" Shaggy stated.

"A killer, eh?" The old man said, "I have a good idea on who it is!"

"You do?" The group asked him.

Before Jerry could say anything, he found himself shot in the head with an arrow. Now that the old man was down, an orange fox walked towards the group.

"Like, who are you?" Shaggy asked.

"Fox McCloud," the fox introduced himself, "I'm an old friend of Jerry's."

"Sorry to hear about your son." Velma apologized.

"Marcus won't be forgotten." Fox smiled, "For you see, today is his birthday."

"What about your wife?" Daphne asked.

"Krystal went mad when the lawsuit failed to shut down this awful place." The vulpine stated, "When she was sent to a psychiatric hospital, she hung herself. After hearing about it, I went mad myself."

"Our condolences are for you, Mr. McCloud." Fred said.

"That's not enough!" Fox screamed, "I want my little boy and my sweetheart back! You should have been watching Marcus, he wasn't a very good swimmer! As for Krystal, you murdered her! Marcus didn't have to die, you should have been paying attention to him! Look at what you did to him!"

Fox then pulled out a Bowie knife, pointing it towards the gang.

"Look at what you did to him!" The vulpine screamed insanely.

"Like, run!" Shaggy screamed.

As soon as the group tried to run away, Fox was immediately behind them.

"Kill them, Dad!" The vulpine said in a high voice, "Kill them all!"

When the five were out of the killer's sight, Fred grabbed a machete.

"What's that for?!" Daphne asked.

"For taking care of that nut job!" Fred stated.

The Scooby Gang then went back to Fox, who was babbling and moaning insanely. However, none of the people he was against thought that he was scary.

"Like, we should probably get him." Shaggy dryly stated.

"Agreed." Velma said.

"No!" Fox roared as he jumped onto Fred, "I'll kill you all for what happened to my family!"

"Scooby, the machete!" Daphne cried.

"Rot rit!" Scooby said as he picked up the machete and swung it. In only a few seconds, Fox McCloud was decapitated without any effort. Upon getting up, Fred dusted himself off.

"I felt bad for him," Daphne sighed, "he lost his wife and son."

"At least he's with them now." Velma said.

"Like, let's get out of here." Shaggy suggested.

Before any of them could exit Camp Green Bean, Marcus' corpse floated up to the shore. The body was rotted away, almost to the skeleton.

"Ewww!" Daphne complained.

"We should bury them." Velma stated.

"Rhere?" Scooby asked.

"I know a place!" Shaggy stated.

The gang buried Fox and Marcus in a cemetery, where their corpses shot out of the ground and screamed.

"Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad!" Shaggy shouted as he beat the reanimated corpses with a shovel.

"Let's bury them in a regular cemetery." Fred suggested.

"Agreed." Velma stated.

Note: Yeah, that ending kinda sucked. If you guys are wondering why I'm writing this, it's because I completed another one of my stories, Love Or Lust, much earlier than I expected. However, this one will be done after the end of October. Also, today is my birthday, so yay for me! What did you guys think about this chapter? Let me know when you leave a review or give a constructive criticism. Until next time guys, peace!