Chapter 4: Finding Something

The Forest Near Crystal Lake

Joey had a hard time sleeping, maybe it was the sleeping bag, maybe it was the hard ground, but most likely it was his sister's snoring. She denied it up and down, but her snores could wake the dead. Joey got out of his tent and put on his pants, coat, and shoes, and grabbed his flashlight with built in compass too. He might as well do some exploring, there was no way he was going to sleep with his sister's snoring. He headed out towards the West, following the shore of the lake. When he was out of sight of the camp, he found some rocks and remembered on old Native American trick his Mom showed him, and arranged the rocks to show where he was going. He kept on walking, making signs with rocks he found along the way, until he finally reached what looked like an abandoned cabin.

Joey walked around it, looking in through the slits of the wooden planks that made it. The wood was old, dried up, looking like it was mostly taken from dumps or broken crates or something. Joey didn't see anyone and decided he might as well get a better look. He opened a door that fell outward and looked inside. His flashlight immediately hit on a necklace he saw on top of a box. Joey went inside the shoddily made cabin and went to the necklace to get a closer look. It was on a string that didn't seem all that strong, was about as big as his hand. Its main decoration looked like some kind of wood with weird symbols carved into it, and in the actual center was a bright red ruby that looked like it had something in it. "Awesome," Joey said as he looked at the necklace. That was when he noticed the smell.

It smelled like something rotten, all around him. He looked around and saw a girl in a swimsuit, her head was crushed completely. Joey screamed and backed into a wall, running into another body, this time of a naked guy with black hair. Joey's flashlight scrambled around, there were more dead people there, seven or eight of them! Joey ran out of the cabin screaming. He ran and ran as fast as he could through the woods, following the rock signs he made until he finally got to the camp. "DAD! DAD DADADDADADADDAAAAAAAAD!" "WHA-WHAT!" Dad yelled, then saw Joey. "Joey! What happened!?" "THEREWASAACABIN! DEADPEOPLE! ANECKLACEANDDEADPEOPLE!" Joey screamed. Dad got out his glasses case and put his glasses back on and said, "Joey, there's blood on you! What happened?!" Dad touched the blood and checked to see if it was Joey's, it wasn't.

"You said there was a cabin with dead people? Where?" Dad asked. "West! I woke up because of Kelly's snoring and went that way, then I found the cabin. There's a psycho on the loose! We gotta get out of here!" Joey screamed. "Right!" Dad said as he started getting dressed. "What's going on?" Kelly asked, then saw Joey, "Oh my God! Why do you got blood on you!?" "We'll explain later! We need to get back into town! Call the police!" Dad said. Then they heard a twig snap outside. "Dad!" Kelly screamed. Dad grabbed his keys and scrambled out of the tent with Joey to see a giant with a hockey mask and machete. The giant swung his machete at Kelly, who barely avoided it. "HEY!" Dad yelled, and grabbed his own hatchet. Dad got between Kelly and the giant. "Leave her alone!" Dad yelled as the giant looked down at him. "KELLY! JOEY! GET TO THE CAR!" Dad screamed as he barely avoided the giant's machete, and threw the keys to Kelly. Kelly caught the keys and grabbed Joey. "COME ON!" she screamed as she dragged him to the car.

Kelly unlocked it and they scrambled in. Through the windshield they saw the giant cut their Dad's head right off, his head crashed into the windshield. Kelly and Joey screamed as she got the key into the ignition and started driving the car as fast as it could go, far away from the killer giant.

On the Way to America

They were all dressed in special combat gear, the latest in camouflage design, with special knife proof armor sewn in the torso, forearm, and shins. The plane was flying to an airport in New Jersey, from there it was a drive to Crystal Lake. Seras smiled to herself, in only five years she went from needing to be in a coffin to fly over the Atlantic to now being able to walk about Hellsing's private plane. She made her way to the front and saw the selection of liquor onboard, and decided to pour out some champagne for herself. "Is this really the time for that?" Agent Tina Shepherd asked her. "I admit that it's unusual, but aside from blood, the only thing my body won't reject is alcohol. Master used to always enjoy a glass of red wine," Seras said as she took a sip. To say it was a relief that she didn't immediately start coughing up the champagne would be an understatement.

"Would you like some?" Seras asked. "The drinking age in America is 21," Agent Shepherd said. "We're not in America," Seras pointed out. "Just one," Agent Shepherd said, and Seras watched as a champagne glass floated down, and then the bottle was pulled out of Seras's hand by an invisible force. The champagne was poured into the glass, and then returned to its place as the glass floated to Agent Shepherd's hand. "That's amazing! Sir Integra told me that you were psychic, but I didn't think you were THAT good!" Seras said as they sat down. "The Agency helped me to train my powers, to be even more effective. I used to be much more…blunt. MY psychiatrist was a son of a bitch that just wanted to show the world what I could do and become famous," Tina said, "He screwed me up a lot, thinking that stress was what I needed to use my power. The Agency helped show me all I needed was focus."

"What about your parents?" Seras asked. Tina drank some of her champagne before answering, "I…accidentally killed my Dad with my power, when I was a little girl. We lived in Crystal Lake. My parents fought, Dad was drunk again, and hit Mom. I tried to run away on a boat. He ran into the dock to try to get me to come home. I was so angry at him, I told him I hated him, and I wished he was dead. That's when my power first surfaced. I…accidentally made the dock fall into the lake, and Dad drowned." "I'm sorry," Seras said honestly, taking Tina's hand, "I shouldn't have asked." "No, I can handle it," Tina said. She sipped more champagne, "Jason killed my Mom three years ago. The crime scene investigators tell me that Dr. Crews, my psychiatrist, that the scene showed he used her like a fucking human shield!" Tina's champagne glass exploded, covering both her and Seras in champagne.

Tina quickly grabbed her forehead and breathed slowly. Seras got a towel and started to dry up what she could. "I'm sorry," Tina said. "I understand your anger, Tina," Seras said. "When I was seven, my Dad was a police officer, he went undercover in a gang, but was found out. They tracked him to our house. Mom hid me in the closet. They were both killed," Seras said, her eyes glowing with rage, "I stabbed one of the bastards in the eye with a fork, and I was shot too. I only survived because our neighbors heard the gunshots and called 999." "That's…not what I was expecting," Tina said as they sat back down. "I'm not that old, I'm only twenty-four," Seras said, "I was turned only five years ago." Seras undid her armor slightly to show her bite marks. Tina snorted a little. A few minutes later she finally said, "Do you really think we can win?"

"I hope so," Seras said, "But I've seen enough monsters survive things that would kill a human a thousand times over to know not to underestimate Jason Voorhees." Agent Louis came in then and said, "Alright, strap in. We're fifteen minutes from the Airport." Seras and Tina buckled in, both of them refocusing on their mission, and the monster they were going to face.