Slashers x Reader [FINISHED]

Jason Voorhees x reader (part 4)

Jay will probably have more chapters...or I can magicaly stuff everything in this one... WE'LL SEE!

The cop held your head down and stuffed you in the car, closing the door behind you. Your bestie came up to the window one last time and put her hand on the window. You did the same, which was quite dificult due to your cuffed hands, and smiled at her, reasuring her that you won't go and sit. You didn't do anything. There no need to fear. As your friend was smiling back, she suddenly jerked her head to the side, like someone had called her name. She looked to you and made a sighn of 'wait'. Like you could go anywhere...You turned to see where she was going and you were stoped for a second...she...She literaly just walked into the forest... Misha hated to go through tall, wet grass, also with a loose killer running around? Yet she went in, like there was a bag of cookies waiting for her at the end. You furrowed your eyebrows in a question, before the car started up, and began backing up...You were going to the police station no doubt. This car was the last one and so the cop didn't rush anywhere. There was noone to tell him to. This waiting made you more nervous.

The car rode through the foresty area, still having a few meters till it could get on the road. You could feel that something was off though. You didn't see your friend come back...As bad as it seemed, you soon got another feeling. The feeling you oh so hated...he was near...panic took over you. He was somewhere close. But where? Where would he come from??
"O-officer? You might wanna stomp the pedal..." You quietly sugested, trying to be as polite as possible.
"Don't tell me what to do." He answered quite rudely, as his car jumped on the road, from the dirt.
"...I warned you asshole..." You whispered almost unhearably.

As the car rode quietly on the long road, the feeling didn't go away. You got used to it by now, almost being able to fully ignore it. "What the...FUCK?!" The cop suddenly slamed the breaks down, making you leap out of your seat and hit the metal separation that was between you with your face. "Who the fuck..." The cop got out of the car, having his hand on his hip with the gun. "Sir what are you- Identify yourself sir." He was about to talk normaly to the man, before he recognized his apperance, and pointed his gun at him. It got to you too. It was the guy who killed your friends. Of course he'd follow. He wouldn't let you escape.

"Sir I won't repeat myself." The cop did get nervous from the much larger male that was slowly approaching him. He looked so intimidating...So much stronger than a normal being...The trail of your thought was interupted by a loud gunshot. The cop shot the killer into his chest. It made him stumble back just a little, and look down at his, now ruined sweater. The man looked at the officer angrily, before slashing into his fucking shoulder, blood splatering all around. Didn't even have a chance for the second shot. The cop screamed in pain, before he was grabbed by his head and shoulder being torn apart, by the much stronger killer. The sight left you absolutely speechless. You just gazed, with your mouth open slightly, the disgust mixing with fear in your stomach. It was...a horrible sight to say at the very least.

After the man was done with his ...'work' his head slowly turned to face you. It was like his eyes were frozen daggers, digging into you, even though you couldn't see them by the shadow the mask casted. It was your turn to die now. He tore his machette out of the lifeless body, and slowly began walking down the road towards your door. You scurried off on the other side of where you sat, even tho you knew it wasn't gonna stop him, it just might buy you a couple of seconds of life. The killer broke the door glass down like it was nothing. 'yeah, indestructible my ass!' you thought as you remembered that the glass here is supposed to be
non-breakable. He tore the rest of the door down, throwing it on the asphalt and reciving a couple of whimpers of fear from you.

He grabbed your ankle and began pulling you out. You didn't know what to do at the moment, and so you just covered your face with your hands. As if that was gonna save you somehow...You were draged out and your body fell on the hard road. You were shaking wildly, waiting for the slash of the blood thirsty killer. Nothing came? Nothing came. You decided to uncover your eye, ever so slightly, only to be greeted by the masked man staring down at you.

Jason's pov
She looks like absolute nothing. I still don't understand why mom picked her out of all the people...But what mom says...is good for me. She told me to keep her safe. I am. The man wanted to take her away from us. He hurt me...I won't tell though. I'm a strong boy. Just like mom says.

Normal pov
He stared at you for a while, remembering your looks, clothes, color, anything that would help him find you if you would decide to run away. You still laid on your back, shaking, not wanting to get up at all. Why wasn't he killing you like the rest? Was there something he wanted from you?

Once again, his roughness showed as he grabbed you by your ankle again and lifted you up, almost as if you weigh nothing. He thew you over his shoulder and carried you back to the camp. Your body dangled from side to side and blood was slowly going inside your head. 'God...what have I gotten myself into again...' you flexed your 'stomach muscles' if you can call 'em that. You weren't a very muscular girl but you tried to push yourself up with all the might of the planet, so blood wouldn't run up your eyes. You couldn't stay like that long enough though, and so you plopped back down. At least if he'd turn you around...What are you saying. If he'd LET YOU GO. You had to get home! You couldn't stay here with the psychopath...

To be continued~
Yep. Jason is gonna have more chapters. And I'm more than exited to work on them :D (so sorry if you don't like Jason...I just thought i'd play with him more since I did Michael so bad)

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