Jason Vorhees Novels & Stories

That night, as Jason shut his eyes, he saw flashes of himself, filled with rage, standing over a man he had shot dead. Other images of five men flashed in, lying lifeless in different positions, at different locations. He felt relieved, breathing the metallic scent of their blood before walking out of there. He was dressed as Black Moon and the wind played with his black jacket which was as dark as a heart void of forgiveness. He opened his eyes, watching the ceiling. "I'm almost there, Rose." He smiled and averted his gaze at Stacy before laying a soft kiss on her cheeks.

I scanned the trees in front of us and my eyes fell into the grass with rash movements, just near a chir pine tree. “Quinn, East!” I shouted as I felt something from the east running in our direction. Quinn nodded and immediately positioned her bow to release the arrow with poison. With a bolt, Quinn calmly let go of the arrow when a big brown werewolf appeared. This is our first time to see a brown-haired werewolf, most of the hunts we’ve been to have black or grey fur. “Brown?” Rendall asked as we saw the arrow hit its leg and growl in pain.

"What?!!! What the hell did you just do Jason?!! How could you?!!" John shreiked as Leonardo remained still on the ground in a pool of his own blood "The mission is to kill Leonardo DiCaprio and the mission has been completed, take Francesca away and never show up in front of me again, the next time I see you, you'll be meeting the same fate as Leonardo so you better pray there won't be a next time" Jason said as he turned back facing his mafia escort

Hoping for their hands to touch. " Da-d" When something pierces his back and he goes still. Another knife was rooted in his back. Their eyes were vulnerable, desperate. Yet ,just like that the life from Jason's eyes leaves. His body going slump and his trembling bloody hand that wanted to touch him, drops. Limp. Dead. " Nooooooooo! Fatherrrrrrr! Noooooo! Get up!!!! Pleaseeeeee noooo!" Silas begs. Seeing Jason's still eyes. To only close his own. He couldn't see this.

Roger gets out of the ring and walks out of the building. Jason is sitting in his living room drinking his morning coffee, his weapon case is open in front of him on the coffee table. In the case is his crossbow and the quiver of silver arrows, there is also a dagger with a serrated edge. Jason picks up the crossbow and aims it at the TV across the room, he thinks to himself " This world is not as black and white as uncle Ivan has made it out to be. There are unnatural out there who are just living their lives hiding in plain sight and they are not a threat to anyone. Are there hunters out there killing innocent people, because of who they are? I need to speak to uncle Ivan." Jason takes out

Jensen’s POV The cold water splashed against my face as I heard a voice I knew all too well. “Wake up Mr. Daniels. It’s time for your close-up.” I could barely open my eyes because they were swollen shut. I forced one open a little as I saw a flash from a few feet in front of me. “Perfect, let’s see if that little whore will come to save you.” Joseph’s voice rang in my ear and I tried to get to him, but I was tied down to a chair.

I know I wouldn't live to see tomorrow if I tried. Jason tears Gordon's torso open and empties it for the cowering crowd. Then his tilts his head towards the sky and roars. He steps back away from the mutilated flesh that was once Gordon. He looks as if he just got done taking a blood bath. No part of Jason is free of blood. His hair is dripping with it. His body slowly shifts back to his normal size. And his eyes scan the pack. JASON POV

Each time felt like the first time where she felt terrified and useless, where she was trapped in a dark room and also tortured to her death. They say if you see yourself dying in the dream then that means someone else is going to have the fate you had in the dream. Well for her at least that was true. Last time she had this dream someone indeed died. And that someone was none other than Dr. Jason who is the common face on the news.

"How come?" "I don't know but it's Jason. Do you also know what I found out. I realized he doesn't even have time for women and all he does is work , work and work. So how am I supposed to kill him without knowing the main truth. Shirley brought this case so I'm sure it must be true but I can't help it when I realized he was Jason. How can an angel turn into a Devil?"

Her heart skipped a beat as it dawned on her why Ethan Hollingsworth was there to see her,he with the same eyes as his mother. “Of course Mr Hollingsworth,please come in.” Ethan followed her into the livingroom,his eyes taking in the tasteful decor. “Please,have a seat Mr Hollingsworth,”she motioned. “Thank you,please call me Ethan.” “Beth,pleased to meet you.” Only then did she notice he was carrying a small box.Probably some last minute shopping before coming to see her. “My mother has passed on,”he announced.”The cancer finally beat the old girl.”