Brian recapped the legend to the whole group as they made their way to the camp. "Some still say he still roams these woods. Searching for prey. Hell…..he might be watching us right now." One of the group gave a sarcastic chuckle. "Yeah, wouldn't he be over 100 years old if he was still around? What, would he chase me with his walker?"
Another member chimed in with a reminder of Jason's signature Weapon. "Nah, bro. He's more than content with his machete. Who knows how many he hacked apart. Maybe he still lives today, killing any trespassers in his woods."
After another hour of walking, the group found a suitable campsite and set up for the night. After they had finished unpacking, the group split into pairs. Mike, a 6 foot tall young man with short black hair, a heavy build and sporting a varsity jacket and jeans, went with his girlfriend Heather. She is 5 feet, with brown hair, slender, with medium sized breasts, sporting a pink blouse and booty shorts.
Another pair was the group's stoner and the athlete. The stoner, Lee is 5 foot, skinny but athletic and wearing a red shirt and jeans with tanned skin. Marcus, 6 foot,wearing a tank top, jeans and sneakers, and heavily built and muscular. The group decided to split up and explore the camp.
Meanwhile, Jason had another skirmish with the other group of intruders. This time, he had stealthily dispatched 5 soldiers, each equipped with silenced sub machine guns. The last one was lying down on his stomach. He was attempting to crawl away before Jason's foot crushed him. The masked killer then bent down and began pulling on the man's arms. Within seconds, his arms broke off, leaving blood spurting out of their sockets.
Jason continued his assault by digging his hands into the soldier's back and spreading it open, while the man left gurgling and coughing up blood. Jason pulled his lungs out and spread them. After admiring his work, Jason then went back to his shack. While inside, he soon realized his shirt was completely decimated by his recent skirmishes. He reached a closet where he stored clothes of previous intruders. He picked up a shirt and a grey sweater. He also noticed a chunk of his hockey mask was shattered, leaving the right, lower side of his face exposed, including the grey, rotting flesh and teeth, with no lips.
He would worry about a replacement later should another opportunity arise. Jason would usually find another hockey mask whenever pranksters come to his camp, scaring their friends. Jason sensed the usual intruders he would get, just a group of friends unaware or too arrogant for his legend. Jason grabbed his compound bow, his machete, and his spear. He sensed the intruders and decided to hunt like usual. If more of the soldiers show up, Jason will dispatch them like he had before.
Meanwhile after grabbing maps, Mike and Heather went to Birch Ridge. The group agreed to all meet up at Camp Hillbrook before heading back to their campsite. They both decided to split up. Heather went into one of the cabins. Time had taken its toll on the entire camp. The beds were falling apart, everything was dusty and the doors were falling off their hinges.
She even stumbled upon old artifacts of the camps early days. She found pictures of the campers. There was also a group photo, with one in particular standing out. "Oh, you poor baby. No wonder you wore a hockey mask." Her train of thought was interrupted by the door behind her opening. "Oh, hardy har har Mike, that's real scary."
She got no reply and headed to the door. "Mike, I swear to God if you jump-AAAAAHHHHHH!" A man in a bright, yellow hockey mask jumped out at her and tried stabbing her with a knife. She dodged the blow and dropped kicked him. "Owww! WAIT!" The man removed the mask, revealing himself as Mike. Heather helped her boyfriend back up while scolding him the entire time. "What the hell did you think I was gonna do?!" "It was just a fucking joke, lighten up." She helped him to a clearing to cool down. They found a clearing close to the lake.
They sat down close to the water. Mike then began to apologize. Heather accepted and they both began kissing. Mike then threw away the hockey mask. It landed several feet away from the shore, right at Jason's feet.
Jason bent down to pick it up, and wipe the dirt away. He admired it and then replaced his old mask with this one. Jason then heard giggling and splashing coming from the direction the hockey mask came from.
He spotted clothes at the shoreline. And then he saw the couple in the lake. 'Look at them Jason. Fucking, just like those counselors when you drowned. Kill them Jason, kill for mother.'
Jason began to plan out his attack. They swam further away, so they wouldn't see him going into the water. He went under and stalked the two from below, waiting to strike.
Mike and Heather swam back to the shore. Mike stood up while Heather bent down and took his manhood into her mouth. Mike was savoring the moment, completely forgetting his surroundings. Jason then rose from the water and raised his spear. Mike was ready to blow his seed, but the pleasurable sensation soon turned to excruciating pain. He looked down and saw the cause. The spear completely destroyed his penis and impaled Heather, exiting through the back of her head. Tears began pouring from his eyes as he tried to pull on the spear. Jason then walked in front of Mike and pulled Heather's nude corpse from the spear.
Mike looked on in horror as Jason pulled the spear out. Jason then grabbed Mike's head and began twisting it. He twisted the head as blood began pouring from Mike's nose and mouth. As soon as Mike's head was completely twisted all the way back, Jason started pulling the head up. It came off his body.
Jason then picked up the spear. It was covered in a mix of brown, white and red substances. Jason then remembered the clothes at the shore. He saw Mike's jacket and picked it up. He dipped the spear in the lake water and wiped the spear clean with the jacket and tossed it back to the ground.
Jason planted the spear in the ground and picked up the bodies and walked from the scene to store them somewhere while he hunted the remaining four, and the other five he sensed in the camp grounds.
On the other side of the camp, Eli and his group were planning out an escape route. Eli began explaining the plan. "Ok, we'll go around the lake and go north until we reach a road. We'll hitchhike to the rendezvous and get to the airstrip, get the plane and head to cancun. Sound like a plan?" Hayden then inquired about their hostage. Eli then took Pablo to a clearing and had him lie on the ground. "Listen kid, we'll let you go right now, but first count to 100 and then you can get up and head to the camp. Eventually, you'll find a road and just hitchhike to wherever the fuck you want to go. Is that clear?" Pablo then began to beg Eli. "Please, you don't understand, he's fucking real. He's gonna kill me-Ow!"
Eli kicked Pablo in the ribs. "Enough with this Jason Voorhees bullshit. We're going our separate ways and we'll shoot you if you try to follow us." Before Eli could go, Axel, Derek and Hayden showed up with terrified expressions on their faces. "What?!" They then showed Eli the source of their problem. They stumbled upon a fence stretching for unknown miles.
Eli then picked up a stick. "Let me guess." The stick impacted the fence, leaving sparks of electricity soon after. "Fuck, guess we'll go back to the camp. Axel, keep an eye on the kid here." "Right." They then proceeded to head to the camp. "How can this get any worse?" Eli contemplated while carrying the duffel bag with the money.
Meanwhile at the camp, Lee and Marcus were in the woods, smoking Lee's weed. Lee was fighting off mosquitoes. "So glad I came in the creepy woods with no dates. Great idea, Marcus!" "Sorry, dude. How was I supposed to know Jane and Kristina would both get sick before the trip?! It's just really bad luck."
After a few minutes, Marcus told Lee about how earlier they passed missing persons posters at the convenience store and the creepy old man warning them about the camp. "Man, it was freaky. There was this guy on one of the poster. He looked kinda like you." Lee then gave Marcus an angry glare. "Oh what, cause I'm asian?" "What? No, I swear it's not like that." "No, no I get it: We all look the same, right?! It's hilarious! Asshole." Lee walked to the meet point. "Wow, hypersensitive much?" Marcus muttered under his breath. He then decided to find a bush to urinate on. He found one and unzipped his pants. After a minute, he zipped it back up, but before he could turn around, he felt something hit him. A sharp, stabbing pain in his chest. He saw an arrow sticking out of him. He turned around and was met by a barrage of arrows. He had four more arrows sticking out of him, knocking him to his knees.
Jason walked towards him and holstered the bow. Jason put one hand on the top of the boy's head, and the other on his lower jaw. Jason began to crush his head, within seconds, blood was pouring out, bone was cracking until there was nothing left. Jason then impaled the corpse on a tree.
At camp Hillbrook, Brian and Jenny met up with Lee. They felt something was off. Bryan asked Lee about Marcus' whereabouts. "He went to take a piss. I figured he would find his way back." "You just left him by himself?!" "Dude, chill! The guy's a fucking quarterback. I'm sure he can manage." Jenny began to wonder about Mike and Heather. "Something isn't right. First Brad and Melissa disappeared, and now Mike and Heather. We have to find them."
While the trio is trying to solve their situation, Eli and his group made their way to Hillbrook.
"Shit, guys I'll do the talking. Hayden, you and Axel take Pablo into that cabin. Derek, stay behind me." "Right….we're not gonna shoot em, are we?" "If we do this right, then no." The men walked up to the trio. Lee, Brian and Jenny were startled by the newcomers. "Hi, something wrong? We couldn't help but overhear." Jenny told the two men about their trip and how their friends might be missing. Brian was a little suspicious. "What are you doing here, if you don't mind me asking?" "We're security. A client wants to build a resort on this camp. He pitched it to the townsfolk, but they all got up in arms about the supposed legend, so he sent me and a few associates to spend a few nights here, and declare the area safe so he can have the go ahead to begin bulldozing the whole place. Anyways, It's just myself and 3 others, including the gentleman with me.
Anyways, I'm sure your friends are fine, but we'll keep an eye out." Before the group could talk further, an object hit Derek in the chest. He wiped off what appeared to be blood from his shirt and they all looked down. To their horror, it was Mike's decapitated head. Eli looked in all directions and spotted the perpetrator: Jason Voorhees.
Author's note: Wow, I am so sorry I am late. Writer's block is a bitch to deal with. But I finally conquered it. An eta on the next chapter is March 13, maybe before then. That should give me some breathing room for a bit, and more shit will go down the next chapter as you can see. Hope you enjoy and stay tuned.