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I know this has been really delayed I've just been really busy with projects and certain matters. Sorry. Please read and reveiw. :)
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Pamela voorhees
Jason voorhees
Everyone else
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(Jason's POV)
She just collapsed. She dropped my Machete and her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and she just...fainted.
"Jason, get the poor girl off the floor, take her back to the cabin she's probably very shaken up. After all she did just take a life for the first time...I'm assuming. So take her to the cabin and tuck her in."
"Yes mother."
"And Jason, dear, dont forget to come back for her things."
"Of course,Mother."
"Oh, and..."
"I know mother, I won't let the others see me, I will be careful. And thank you for caring."
"Sorry dear I still worry, well I will go now, and I love you, my special boy."
"Love you too, mom."
Finally. I do love my mother but hearing someone in your head all the time can get annoying.
Anyway I picked Megan up and cradled her and carried her back to the cabin. As I walked she started mumbling in her sleep. And all of a sudden she put her arms around my neck and hung on to me, as if her life depened on it. Maybe it did at that point. I was reconsidering keeping her. Not that I would kill her but maybe let her go.
Then again she had just killed someone, she might not be welcome in her world anymore if anyone found out. And she has a beautiful voice that I wouldn't mind hearing every day, and she seems pretty tough, a little strange but a lot like...me. I think of the mask nestled on her head and I pull it down over her face. If she is anything like me she likes her privacy.
But as I pull the mask down her hair moves away from her face and a large scar is revealed, I don't know how I didn't notice before. It snakes across her forehead and down the right side of her face and ends a few centimeters before a little bump next to her ear. I made a mental note to find out how that had come to grace her pale flesh. But back to the present, the cabin was only a few feet I hear the other teens screaming, they have obviously found the one Megan killed, I shoud get to them before they get away. I Run the last few feet to the cabin and kic open the door. I lay Megan down and tuck her in. Just as I walk away ihear her.
"Jason...help me...all alone...help...they...trying to get me...help."
I'm amazed she's calling me...for help? I Go to the side of the bed and begin to stroke her hair, softly. She settles immediately and nuzzles into my hand. I hear the teens again, and am reminded of my job, but before I go to take care of my pest problem I tuck my old teddy bear into her arms and back away slowly. A smile appears on her face and she goes back to sleeping calmly.
"Well, Jason it seems that girl is already attached to you. I wonder...doesn't she look a bit...familiar?"
"Now that you mention it mother,yes she does, but she couldn't have come here before atleast not while I was patroling, but she is too young to have been a counsoler, or a camp employee. Maybe a relative was a victim of mine?"
"Maybe, dear, but I think it is something more. Infact i think i'm going to go pay that girl a visit."
"Yes,mother, just please don't scare her."
"Oh, Ye of little faith. I will not scare the girl honey, I promise. Now enjoy your work."
"Yes, mother."
(Megan's POV)
The darkness subsided and instead i was met with an empty cabin, i got up and it was sunny out, and there were...children playing...oh no, not the dream again. Suddenly the sky darkened and all the children were gone except two. The teenagers. The two boys who ruined my life. They got closer one had that knife. I cried out for someone to help, then i thought.
"Jason help me i'm all alone, help me, they are trying to get me,help."
I felt someone next to me, it was him. Stroking my hair, and soothing me. Suddenly there was another machete in my hand and we both took to the cruel boys. I laughed and smiled as blood coated the blade. I stabbed the machete into the ground and danced around like a fairy on midsummer's eve. I was covered in blood and smiling and Jason was standing there watching me. I ran up to him and hugged him tight and he hugged back. Just as i was standing up on my tip-toes to kiss his mask, a voice startled me.
"Well my dear it seems you very much like my Jason."
"Who's that, who's there?"
"I'm Pamela Voorhees, Jason's mother. Sorry I startled you dear, I just wanted to make sure you were okay."
"Oh, nice to meet you, but aren't you...well. Have you not passed on."
Oh, dear you are trying to be so polite about it, bless your heart. Yes i am dead but i have the ability to contact Jason from beyond the grave, and you aswell, atleast in your dreams. Now as i said earlier, you seem to like my Jason very much, have you met him before?"
Oh. Um...well yes i do like your son very much. I've always believed he was real, and i always thought...well it's stupid..."
Í'm sure it's not dear, go on."
"Well...I always thought we were a bit alike. The difference is...I lived. And after I survived I heard about Jason and I well idolized him. One of the reasons was Jason was the one who saved me. Only after it happend I realized who had saved me. And he became the person i wanted to see again, but i knew or atleast thought if i came back here he would kill me. And that would be the worst part,that the one i idolize, pretty much...love, would be my undoing."
"Oh dear. You love my Jason? Well that's wonderful. And no, sweetie he won't kill you,he seems to be very interested in you, and i think if you tell him what happened he will remember."
"Really? That would be...well better than a dream. Well what would be better than a dream is if he loved me too, but that's just being foolish isn't it?"
"Oh dear, it's not foolish at all, Jason is a wonderful boy and welll, I think if you stayed with him here everything would turn out well. I was actualy hoping you would stay dear, Jason needs someone to keep him company and he does so love your singing voice, and as i said he thinks you are very interesting."
"Pamela, I would love to stay. I would have so much better of a time here than with Cousin/Brother and Stepfather/Uncle. "
"Perfect dear. I would like to talk more but i think you would want to wake up now."
"Why would I want to wake up?"
Well dear if my assumption is correct you do not like the others you came with anymore than that vile boy from earlier,and right now Jason is on his way to dispose of them. So i was wondering if you would like to help him or atleast watch."
"Actualy I would Pamela, thank you."
"Your welcome Megan. For when you wake up, there is an extra weapon in the bathroom, just a short few steps from the bed. I will tell Jason to wait for you, he is not far onlya few minutes from your campsite. Or would you like me to ask him to come back for you."
"Thank you Pamela. He can go on with his fun i will catch up. Can I talk to you more later?"
Yes, of course you can, have fun."
"Okay, i will."
I woke up immediately and made my way to the bathroom, i wouldn't hesitate to have my fun.
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