Chapter 2: Jason Voorhees is Alive
(Meanwhile, that night…)
We open in the middle of the night in the trees. The hockey man was dead on the ground in a tree and his left eye…. a deserted road where a car drove down and parked under a bridge.
"Jesse. Why did we park out here? You know I don't like parking out in the middle of nowhere." Emily replied.
"Emily, don't be a wimp. There's nothing out here. Maybe nothing but crawl man or ice hockey mask man." Jesse replied.
"You're so not funny." Emily replied.
"I'd rather deal with them than Jason Voorhees." Jesse replied.
Speaking of…
…someone or something in the dark was watching them.
"Can we please go?" Emily asked in concern.
"Look there's nothing out there. If there was, I'd kick their ass." Jesse replied.
"Would you?" Emily asked in concern.
"I'd never let anything happen to you." Jesse replied.
Emily almost smiled and was about to kiss boyfriend till…a noise outside drew her to look out…
"What was that?" Emily asked in concern.
"Probably just a tree branch fell or something." Jesse replied.
"There was no tree branch." Emily replied.
They looked out to see if anything was out there but nothing…
"Come on, nothing's out there." Jesse replied.
That's where he was wrong cause suddenly his car window was shattered and his throat was SLITED by an unknown figure…
Emily screamed in terror seeing her boyfriend killed and tried to escape out her door but then…
…she was grabbed by her own throat…
…by Jason Voorhees.
One of the most famous serial killers in history and the purest of all evil.
Emily struggled to breath and break free but Jason raised his mechanic.
"No no please…" Emily replied.
Jason denied her any mercy…by STABBING her in the chest and she gasped out a dying breath and Jason dropped her as she died laying the ground.
Jason stares down at Emily turning his head sideways…
Jason, was over 6'5" tall, nearly 7ft Tall, he was wearing a filthy and ragged Navy Blue T-shirt, overlaid by a ripped and weather charcoal gray almost black sweater, a rotted and old greenish brown burlap barn jacket, overlaid by a torn and weathered Burgundy Red & hunter green raincoat, a Yellow worn and torn Hunter Green raincoat, along with old black leather gauntlet gloves. He also wore filthy and muddy brown Black cargo trousers & Muddy black steel toe platform boots. His head was a swollen shape, with deathly blue gray skin color, with strands of old gray red hair, and his face was hidden behind an vintage 1980s Ice Hockey Mask, which was a filthy Brown tan white color, with scratches in the surface detail, along with weathered and slightly faded Crimson Red Chevrons on the cheeks and forehead, which was being held over his face, by 3 filthy Dark Reddish Brown leather belt and buckled straps… in his right hand, he was holding his large sword-like Machete, which was soaked and dripping with Blood…
"Jason." A voice came.
Jason turned around to see if anything was out there but nothing…
"Jason." Emily replied.
Jason turned to see…Emily is alive.
"You killed me and my boyfriend." Emily said.
Jason was horrified.
Emily became Tommy Jarvis's face.
"Jason, you killed my mother and everyone! You remember me, asshole?!" Tommy said.
(Tommy remembers from when he killed Jason as a 12-year-old, to when he accidently brought Jason back from the dead years ago…)
Jason with fear.
Tommy became Tina Shepard's face.
"Jason, you killed my mother and everyone!" Tina said.
(Memories of Jason's rampage from 1988 replay through Tina's mind…)
Jason with fear and anger...
"Jason." A voice came.
Jason turned around to see…
…or hallucinate his dead mother: Pamela Voorhees.
"My son. You killed the couples. They need to be protected. Like you needed protection." Pamela replied.
Jason stood around and watched his dead mother.
"Those rotten little brats will continue to hurt and you must kill them sweetheart. And bring Camp Crystal Lake. You remember Tommy Jarvis and Tina Shepard." Pamela replied.
Jason in anger.
"Yes. They will be more safe with us than they were a long time ago. Follow them Jason. And You got killed Tommy Jarvis and Tina Shepard. Do it for your mother." Pamela replied.
Jason nods.
"Good. My boy." Pamela replied with a smile.
Jason was alive, stood up, took his machete, and then walked towards the woods…
"Kill anyone, Jason. Kill them ALL! And make them remember what FEAR TASTES LIKE! YOU KILLED TOMMY JARVIS AND TINA SHEPARD AND EVERYONE AT SATURDAY NIGHT!" Pamela replied angrily.
Pamela becomes the crawl man: Freddy Krueger is an evil smile and his shirt back to himself.
"Hahahahaha! Yes. Good boy. But Jason remembers Tommy Jarvis and Tina Shepard…were a long time ago, the 80's. WELCOME TO CHAMBERLAIN, MAINE!" Freddy replied.
To Be Continued…