~ꜱʟᴀꜱʜᴇʀ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇꜱ~

~How you met~

(A/N: My dad sat next to me as I was writing these 😅super embarrassing)

⚠️Trigger Warning for overall sensitive content⚠️

Jason Voorhees:
Being a lover of the outdoors, you absolutely jumped at the chance to work at Camp Crystal Lake over the summer. As soon as you got the call from Steve asking you to work at the camp, you practically leapt from the phone to start packing. You packed you're bags that day and left the next morning, opting to catch a ride with a local rather than taking you're own car. You arrived at the camp at about 12-ish. You greeted Steve at the front entrance to the camp, he introduced you to the rest of the counselors. Steve left you in charge (seeing as you were the oldest of all the counselors left.) You told the kids to take a break and swim or whatever, while you took you're things to you're shared cabin with Steve.
As you were walking to the cabin, you passed the lake. Taking notice to two of the counselors sneaking off into the woods, you ignored it and kept walking to you're cabin. The cabin was kinda far out, it was odd.
You finally made it to the cabin when you saw a large bulky figure standing in the doorway, blood covering the machete he held. You dropped you're shit and fuckin ran. You fled into the woods....
(Dun dun dunnnnnnn)

Michael Myers:
(⚠️TW for s3xual harassment⚠️)
You walked past the Myers house everyday on you're way home from school, you always felt watched as you walked past it. You felt silly for being a college student afraid of an old house. One day, you walked home with you're friends Christy and Diana, and Diana's boyfriend Tommy. You hated Tommy, something about him made you're skin crawl. As everyone was walking past the house, Tommy suggested everyone go inside. You just wanted to run home, but Christy insisted it was fine to enter. As soon as you entered the house, you immediately felt off. Christy grabbed Diana by the hand and the two of them raced off to the room where Judith Myers was murdered. As soon as the girls disappeared into the room, Tommy pinned you to the wall with his arms. You were noticeably pissed off, "Cut it out Tommy, You have a girlfriend already! besides, your not my type" You tried to squirm out of his grip, but her just kept tightening it an getting closer. "Come on baby, I don't care 'bout her-" He tried to lean into kiss you, but you spit on his face before he could. He kept trying to force himself on you. Until you abruptly kneed him in the balls, making him stumble backwards away from you. He then lunged in you're direction.
In an instant, a large hand appeared around Tommy's neck, pulling him away from you. You sank to the floor and watched as The hand lifted Tommy up off the ground and threw him across the room. You watched as man (whom you could only assume was the infamous "Boogeyman") pulled a large butcher knife from the inside of his jumpsuit. Only turning away as "The Boogeyman" plunged the knife into Tommy's face. After it was over, you looked over to see the bloody body of Tommy, and his killer standing over him. You stood up, knees weak and about to give out. You whispered a small 'thank you' to the man, then immediately rushed out of the Myers house, never looking back.

Billy and Stu (Ghostface):

You had just transferred to Woodsboro High School. It was located in a relatively peaceful town in California. Life was pretty normal, you got a job, made some friends, it was really all you wanted. You had your own little group of friends consisting of Sidney and her boyfriend Billy, Tatum and her boyfriend Stu, and Randy. A good group of kids, you really hit it off with Billy and Stu. The three of you met at the local Blockbuster Video over the summer. You had just been hired to work as a shelver and occasionally a cashier. Billy and Stu came in one afternoon asking about a horror that had just come out. As soon as they saw you, they became absolutely obsessed. They'd come in randomly while you were working, just to say hi or mess with you while you worked. When school started up, they indoctrinated you into their little group.
Despite having girlfriends, Billy and Stu were incredibly close to you. The three of you were the best of friends, they spent the night a lot, you hung out after school, the boys had even went with you to Christmas dinner at you're grandmothers house. You three were practically inseparable.

Carrie White:

Whaling filled you're ears, the sound ringing through the locker room. You walked into the showers to find a girl about your age crying, surrounded by tampons' and blood. "Excuse me" You interrupt her cries, she scooted away from you. "You've come here to laugh at me, haven't you?" she asked, her southern accent lingering after her words. " Why would I do that?" you asked her as you grabbed a towel from a nearby rack. "That's what everyone else does" she replied, "well I, am not everyone else" you said as you handed her a towel. "What is it? Why am I bleeding, from down there" she questioned. " You've never had your period?" You asked. "Period? That sounds sinful, oh mama's gonna make me pray in the closet again"  she responded, tears brimming her eyes. She sat on the floor in her towel as you explained the normality of periods. It seemed like she was finally starting to clam down and understand. She got back in the shower to wash the blood off of her, she then got dressed and the two of you walked to the principle's office to report the girls that harassed Carrie. Carrie was allowed to leave early, but refused to do so unless you were allowed to walk her home. You were the first person to show real compassion to Carrie, you made her feel safe.

Norman Bates:

You had only planned to stay at the Bates Motel for a single night. You were on your way home from your mothers house late on night, but then it started absolutely pouring! It would only take two and half hours to get home, but you couldn't risk driving at night AND in the rain. You entered the lobby to the Motel, soaking wet. The lobby was completely empty, not a person in sight. You rang the bell on the corner of the desk. A tall, scrawny man emerged from the door behind the desk. He stammered a bit while talking to you, "H-Hello, I-Im Norman. H-How can I help y-you?"  he asked. You gave him a polite smile "I'd like a room for one please? Just for the night" He looked sad? after you mentioned you're brief stay. "Alright then, follow me please" he said as he stood from the desked and grabbed a key from its place on the wall. "What about the fee?" You asked as you followed him, he stopped at you're door and opened it. "Its on the house" He said with a large grin. "Are you sure? I don't mind paying" you pulled out your wallet, you felt bad for not paying. Norman pushed the wallet towards you, "Mother always told me to be extra nice to the pretty women" Norman gave a reassuring smile "lies, she's a whore-all women other than me are whores" Mother said to Norman. Norman knew that Mother never liked the other women, she was the reason they all had died. Not this time, he was determined to keep you safe from his mother-no matter what....
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Word count: 1342

(A/N: you would not believe how long it took to write this one chapter-so many rewrites 🥲)