I remember it all like it was yesterday. I was sitting on the dock with Jason, just talking. He's 8 years old and i'm seven. No one likes Jason except me , There were three guys on the far side of the dock near the shore, One came over and pushed Jason into the lake. He couldn't swim, so i slipped off the dock to try to help him, a couple of councelors tried too, We couldn't get him to the surface. I got up onto the dock and my eyes changed Red, they do that when i'm mad, and beat the living daylight out of those 3 guys. They were sent by ambulence to the hospital, because of near fatal injuries that will most likely put them in wheelchairs I stayed at the dock looking over at Camp Blood. I was furious at those kids for what they did to Jason, He had almost his whole life head of him. I went to his wake and Funeral - His body was still at the bottom of the lake- His mother and father were devistated over this, so i reccomended that they see a councelor.
*****TEN YEARS LATER******
'Camp Crysal Lake' I thought as me and my family pulled into the luggage area. I wonder if the stories of Jason is true. "I'll be at cabin 3, i'm gonna be at the dock after" I told my dad as i took off, before he could answer me. After a short time i made it to cabin 3, Empty as ussual, No one every stayed here anymore, Except me and the Voorhees Family. I walked through the door to find a masked man holding a machete, very bloody machete. "Jason, is that you? Why'd you hide your face?" I muttered in surprise. The man turned and put the machete down, kicking it toward me, It was Jason, I picked up the machete and slung it over my back, tip pointing downward as a sign that i wouldn't use it on him. He pulled out another machete and did the same, I hugged him, getting blood all over myself. " You want to go hunting?" I asked as he pulled his machete from his back, My brother opened the door and walked in. "Sis, you know he'll kill you right," My brother said as he walked in trying to take my machete off of my back, " He's a murderer, serial Killer, even if you've known him for a long time, he'll still kill you." I pulled my machete off my back and Cut off my brothers' head. " Let's go kill the rest of them." I said, pulling Jason to the door. 'We killed them, They don't matter now' My uncle stood before me, Slenderman is my uncle on my mom's side of the family. He stood there, quietly, as usual. " Hey what's going on?"i asked quietly. Jason grunted and pointed to the dead bodies of my family, I smiled and said "They were never any use to me, They laughed at me for being part Slender. That's all they ever did, was laugh at me and my mother for our abilities. I was getting real tired of them anyway. We'll deal with the bodies later." My uncles' Face ripped and a smile was forming with sharp teeth. "So you killed them for all the Years of torment that they put you through." My uncle said, as Trender, Splendy, Offender and Enderman popped up behind him. "Hey guys what's going on?" I said lookin at Slender.
