Friday the 13th

Prologue: 1957

"Jason, my poor, poor Jason. He was just a young boy. Drowned because the counselors were too busy making love to pay ANY attention to the boy"

- Pamela Voorhees, 1979

Janice's POV

I stared into Paul's eyes, his eyes gleamed in the eye-splintering sun, his blue, delicate eyes stared right back. I snuggled on top of him, admiring his facial features, he gave me a toothy grin and kissed me passionately on the lips. I brushed his caramel brown hair, before leaning in and began to make out with him.

After making out, I lay back on the soft, shaved, green grass, squinting at the sunlight. I then heard the most ear splintering shriek I've ever heard. I sat upright, and the sun blinded me as I saw the struggles of a boy.

"Baby lay down" Paul groans, "give me some satisfaction"

"I heard someone screaming" I choke.

"Its nothing, I hear nothing" Paul groans. He then grabs my breasts, before hoisting me up, along with him, and dragged me with him to the cabin. I knew exactly what he had in mind.

Pamela Voorhees POV

I heard the moaning of the ignorant counselors. Presumably the lifeguards Paul and Janice, who are all over each other. Janice is just full of herself, she expects too much, that greedy cow. Then, Paul, the list goes on, he thinks he's the "lady's man". Ha! More like a "man whore".

I then hear the faint screams of what seems like a child.

"Mommy! Help! Mommy" The faint noises screamed.

Then it hit me, my son, Jason. Only one here who has a mother. Or it could be Janice's stillborn child. But I recognised the screams, it was my boy.

I bolted for the door, stumbling down the stairs, shoving children out of my way. The screams kept repeating in my head, I needed to save my boy. The screams stopped, I panicked, I looked out on the lake, and the petrified faces of the boys, standing on the pier.

The last thing I saw of my Jason, was his hand, sinking beneath the surface. Those counselors would pay, they let my Jason die. My poor, poor, Jason. I broke down on my knees, anger surfacing all over, I don't need to greif. Jason is with my forever. But, I need to avenge him. Forever.