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What Was Lost	By : Demonfox Category: 1 through F > Friday the 13th (All) > Friday the 13th (All) Views: 5544 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own friday the thirteenth, and make no profit from this story.

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Jason was roused by the light jangle of bells above his head. He never really slept, persay, but became still for periods of time, and was this way when the sound disrupted him. He lifted his head, one good eye visible from the gap of his hockey mask, the other slumped and malformed, mostly out of sight and milky white. As he stood, the full power of the man was readily apparent- he was a hulking form, with broad, powerful shoulders and clothing that fit him a bit too tightly due to his monstrous frame. Everywhere he was covered in dirt, blood, and scars, as though he put little effort into his appearance. His skin was a dull grey color where it was visible and even from afar his head was a strange shape.
Saying nothing, he retrieved his machete, a long, lethal looking piece of metal that must have been heavy. He lifted it with no trouble and moved with slow steps toward the door of his home.
Out in the forest, he moved with the ease of a predator that does not worry about the loss of its prey- confidence oozed from him. He was deathly silent except for his heavy bootsteps. Unwanted laughter echoed through the trees and brush- the intruders his usual fare. Teenagers, mostly high out of their skulls. These were naked, and swimming in his lake, Jason soon discovered. There were three.
The first was a blonde girl, probably in her early twenties. She had large breasts with dark nipples, her skin tawny from the sun, and her long legs as bare as the rest of her as she stood on the dock. A boy was with her, and as the mask-clad man watched, he pulled her closer to his nude form and pressed his lips along her neck. The final person was in the water, another blonde but with dark tones in her long hair, and she turned toward Jason to reveal that something was not right.
Immediately confusion struck Jason. What was he to do with her? She was covered in scars down the right side of her face and along that shoulder- they were pink and raised from her skin. His mother never told him what to do with people like her. He froze where he was and waited for her to speak.
The couple on the dock had begun caressing one another as he watched, trying to figure out how to handle the scarred girl. Finally, his mother spoke up. It was about time. She squealed in his head as the couple groped along one another, "Kill them for me, Jason! Be a good boy, Kill them!"
It took no encouragement, and he moved out of the trees quietly. No one was looking his direction, so he went undetected until a heavy boot fell on the rotted dock with a hollow sound, his mother still egging him on in his head.
Three pairs of eyes turned toward him. The pretty blonde screamed, and her boyfriend stepped in front of her, trying to shield her with his body. The girl with the scars simply stared, mouth open, as if frozen there in the water. Two short steps and Jason was on the couple, whipping his machete through the air and plunging the blade into the pair, where it speared both and sunk to the hilt, cutting off the screams with a gurgle. The boy had tried to strike him but was weak and small, and as Jason ripped the blade from them, the bodies hit the dock with a hollow thud, their heads cracking together like coconuts.
He turned toward the scarred girl in the water, raising the blade, but his mother's voice brought him pause. "No, Jason."
Then she fell silent.
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