Jason was in pitch blackness for what seemed like an eternity. God kept him out of Heaven, and he was kicked out of Hell. He was in purgatory. All he could do is sit in pitch blackness. All light absorbed so it's just him in the deep black. He had no reason to rest in there. If he did, he would never wake up. He remembered first getting there and walking in the same direction for 10 years. There was no end to this. He tried escaping by punching the ground he stood upon, but no success came from that. Suddenly, a loud bang shattered the ground beneath him. He looked down and began falling. He was in a white place now. He looked around and found nothing. He then heard a voice. "Jason!", called a very familiar voice. Mother. He then turned around and saw his mother standing 10 feet away from him. He began walking towards her reaching for her. She zoomed right to Jason in a second, and was levitating right off of the floor looking down at Jason. Jason looked up. "Jason... they are coming back. They wan't to hurt us Jason. don't let them get out of there alive.", she said. Jason felt his mothers grab both sides of his head and gave him a kiss on the forehead. He closed his eyes and then he opened them.
He was in darkness again. Not purgatory though. He began thrashing around punched through the dirt. He saw the light. Finally after years of being in pitch black, he could finally see light. It was the moonlight shining on him. He began getting out of the dirt and stood on the ground. He had no mask though. He took a step and stepped on rather soft dirt. He got down on his knees and dug with his bare hands until he felt wood. He felt around it and lifted the wooden object from the dirt. It was a chest. He opened the chest and found his moms machete. He lifted it up and dug around in the chest. There it was. His mask. He stuck it on his face and threw the chest into a tree, smashing it into multiple pieces. He then looked around. He remembered this place. He looked at the place he was buried and saw that it was his grave. To his left was Michael's grave. He knew where to go from here. He walked into the direction of his shack. After all of these years, he was finally alive. Jason was resurrected... what was this? Men decorating his shack? They will pay for their stupidity. He walked towards them with a machete raised in the air.
He took heavy footsteps towards his trophy room. He looked at the wall and saw all of the skulls he taken within the past decade. Once he became blooded, he went on as many hunts as possible. Several human heads, a couple xenomorph skulls, and the head of a bioraptor. That was his greatest achievement. However, he desired another human to hunt. After looking and wiping the dust off of one of the skulls, he then turned around, flicking his dreadlocks and heading towards the control room. Once he got there, he pressed a few buttons opening a satellite view of Earth. He then looked around the world. All of the worlds most dangerous murderers were incarcerated or dead. Then after checking the area of Crystal Lake, he saw something. A man carrying two dead bodies over his shoulders. The hunter tilted his head. This was new to him. The killer brought the bodies into his shack. He snarled because he couldn't see it anymore. He then looked through the footage, and found out that this human had killed four men with little to no weaponry. He chuckled. This man would be the ultimate prey.. The hunter headed to his weapon room after setting course towards Earth. It was time for the ultimate killer to meet the ultimate hunter.
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Jason vs The Predator
HorrorJohnathon Maxwell Schaefer had a tough life. His father a deadbeat, grandfather is a center of an alien conspiracy, and he never fits in at school. However, after winning an online trivia he won a sweepstakes ticket that invited him to now closed Ca...