It was a normal day for Jason Voorhees; get up, check the traps and then comb the perimeter for trespassers... even though they were rare before Spring break, though something stood out once he came back home, a small twinkling of the bells along the road, they keep getting closer until stopping completely. Not inside the camp but along the road. Who ever it was must have encountered the tree that was across the path. But unlike anyone else that has encountered it there weren't any bells ringing further in or leading back out.
After a minute of standing and staring at the bells that hung from the ceiling, Jason headed off, machete in hand towards the road to Camp Crystal Lake.
Once he reached where the final bell had jingles he paused, just beyond the tree line. There was a girl with bright orange but short hair standing on the tree that crossed the road, alone. Jason gripped his machete tighter, listening for his mother to speak to him to kill her. But she stayed quiet. He waited for a good minute, just watching the girl before she spoke. "Should I stay or should I go?" Jason looked at her, now being able to see her face. She spoke again, more of singing "If I stay there will be trouble, but if I go there will be double..." after a pause she looked up at the sky, seeming to think something through before sitting down on the tree and looking over it's bark. She spoke again, this time in a whisper "I wonder what your story is..." before becoming silent.
Jason stood still, listening for his mother to speak to him but she stayed just as quiet as before. She stood up abruptly, looking around and sighing "Well I'd better leave... no sense staying here..." and she began walking back up the trail.
Jason watched her go, wanting to follow her back but knowing better then that, instead he stalked around the area once more and then headed back to his home.
The next morning went over smoothly, checking the traps and the perimeter before heading back to his house to wait for a few hours to pass and do it again. When about noon came around he headed back out, but this time he started with the road. When he reached the tree he stopped, the girl was back, this time with a bicycle.
She sat down on the tree and pulled something out of her backpack, and began drawing. After a while she seemed to get extremely angry and spoke "Okay, I'm fixing this." I tilted my head and watched her pull out a white bag from her backpack and began picking up any garbage on the road up to the fallen tree. She paused "Like yesterday, I'm not passing this." Before sitting down and continuing her drawing.
Jason watched her for a while before lifting up his machete and starting to walk forward but a voice echoed in his head "No Jason. She's a good girl; she's not doing anything wrong. Good boys don't hurt good girls." Jason paused and lowered his arm, not wanting to go against his mother's orders.
Jason continued to watch the girl as she placed her book back in her bag and pulling out some food, she began eating something from a bag before bringing an apple up to her mouth, but she stopped before taking a bite. After a minute she lowered the apple and took a drink of water. After she stood she placed the apple on the log and looked around.
Jason took a step back to make sure she couldn't see him, then she spoke loudly "It's um... It's here if you want it, if you're hungry that is... and I just wanted to say... Your forest is lovely and I hope you have a nice day." Jason raised his machete again, ready to step forward and killer her when she sighed and looked down at her feet "Who am I kidding" she said quietly then picked up her bike, getting on it and heading off down the road.
After about ten minutes Jason walked up to the log and picked up the apple, looking it over and then throwing it on the ground and going to check the rest of his traps.
The next day, at the same time the bells along the road began to jingle and Jason headed back to the tree. The girl was there, setting the apple back up and placing an orange next to it. Then she sat down on the log beside them and began drawing again. Jason watched her for hours, waiting for his Mother to tell him to kill her. She was silent.
The girl stretched, bringing Jason's full attention back on her, she stood up and then spoke "Thank you for letting me come here again, I appreciate it and I um... wish you a great day." she waved and then left.
Jason stood there dumb founded.
Around the same time the next day Jason heard the bells ring and hurried to the road, he didn't understand why this girl was different, why his Mother did not want her dead even though she was trespassing.
Jason stood in his usual spot, watching her, she didn't have her book and she seemed to be just looking around. Then she spoke "If you really are out there I guess I should tell you my name... I'm Luna Bigby." She paused "I know all the people in town would tell me that coming out here means my death but... But I don't think that. It's been a few days now... I mean since I moved here and then came to your Forest... but from what I understand... the ones who came here didn't listen to warning and went past this tree... or whatever you might have put up... I'm prying... sorry. It's just... I never really fit in, you know how people always make fun of the ones who are different of can't afford a lot of things because of their families... I was one of those people." Jason felt anger rise in him, remembering what had happened to himself when he was a child before she spoke again "I mean right now I could be talking to the trees... but... there is always a chance that I'm not crazy and there is actually someone there... maybe not someone who cares but someone that's there." Jason watched her, she seemed genuinely sad about the whole thing before sighing and taking a drink of water "If there is someone there then maybe someday I could meet that person... and maybe get to know them..." She smiled and Jason felt his undead heart skip a beat, she actually wanted to get to know him. Even if she knew he was a murderer?
She grabbed her backpack and began eating her lunch, then placed a clear bag down on the tree, stood up and got on her bike. "Thank you for having me... and have a good day... good bye." She waved before riding off.
After she left Jason just stood in his spot beyond the trees thinking, this girl Luna. She respected him, even though she didn't really know that he was there the whole time. Jason walked up to where she had been sitting and picked up the bag, it had grapes in it. Jason gingerly took them out and placed them in his pocket, figuring that she left them out here for him he might as well take them. He also grabbed the apple and orange before heading back home to think.
The next day Jason was already waiting for her, thinking over what she had said the other day, every time he thought about killing her, his Mother would echo in his head telling him not to. It frustrated Jason, but he would never disobey his mother.
When she arrived she looked over the plastic bag and spoke to herself before looking around and smiling.
After a minute she sat down and took out her book again and began drawing for the rest of the evening. After a while she seemed to loose her concentration and put away her book. Taking out a paper bag and eating a sandwich once she was done she pulled out a pear from the bag and placed it gently beside her before standing up and getting on her bike, leaning to the side and looking around "I'll bring a meal for you to morrow... if you like that is... Thank you for your company, Bay!" She smiled happily and rode off.
Jason walked up to the log and picked up the pear and placed in in his pocket before grabbing a hold of the log, if she was going to be here everyday the least he could do is change things a bit.