Chapter One-The new campers and counsellors

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Quote: "Tommy Jarvis makes the his final stand in 'Jason Lives', making him one of the few characters to appear in more than  one movie in the slasher saga", unquote, (Author Robert Helliger).

I

The new group of Crystal Lake camp counsellors were in a white colored van. The temperature was 90 degrees outside...

     ...It was hot!

      Megan Garris, 17, looked around the camp, as she dropped her luggage down onto the hard ground. Her long, blonde hair glowed in the sun; her blue eyes glowed as well.

       She wore a blue colored Camp Forest Green Counsellor T-shirt, a blue colored bra, and huge breasts.

        She also was wearing brown shorts, blue socks, and brown shoes.

         And a silver colored watch on her right hand.

          Because she was the daughter of Sheriff Michael Garris, who replaced Sheriff Cal Tucker last Friday the 13th because he thought Jason Voorhees was alive, when an imposter did most of the murders, forced his early retirement from the Crystal Lake Police Department at only 53, Mayor Cobb was determined to begin again.

           By changing the name "Camp Crystal Lake" to "Camp Forest Green", they wanted to close the old chapter of the past, as they headed into the hot summer of 1986.

           "Got some beer and condoms for the week", said Cort, as he smiled.

           "You always think about fucking, don't you Cort", said Sissy Baker, an African American cheerleader for the Crystal Green Camp Football Team when she could, while being a camp counsellor during the summer because it paid for college fees at Crystal Green High School.

            "Sex is the best", said Cort, 17, as he scoffed down a beer.

             "I don't want you shitfaced drunk when 20 kids come", Sissy Baker, 18, said.

              "20...I thought Megan said 10", Cort said, and grumbled.

               "Well, here's the bus!", said Megan Garris.

               "Fuck!", said Paula Gale, 17, a volunteer camp counsellor said.

                "Here comes the terrors!", said Nikki Decamp, 16, one of the youngest counsellors there who saw the grumpy bus driver, Mr. Jones, 45, press a lever in the huge grey colored bus, as the 20 kids ranging from 6 to 14, all swarm like deadly bees out of the open doors with their luggage, and dump their stuff on the ground.

                "See you all next Friday the 13th...If Jason Voorhees doesn't kill you!", Mr. Jones laughed, then pressed the lever to close the door, then  left Camp Forest Green, and headed back into town...As the counsellors thought who Jason Voorhees was.

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II

"Hi everyone! My name is Megan Garris, the Sheriff's daughter. And this is Cort, Sissy, Paula, and Nikki. And we're going to take care of you all for the next week. Now, let's go to the cabins. Once everyone's settled in, we can do some fun camping in the woods, ok", she said.

             "I think it's going to be fun!", Ellea Gaim, 6, said.

             "Maybe, but I heard that there's a psycho on the loose", Brady Dorn, 9, said.

              "Who?", asked Ellea, as she shivered.

               "Jason Voorhees", Brady answered.

                "Who is he?", enquired Ellea.

                 "The baddest killer at Camp Crystal Lake. Though the Sheriff and Mayor changed it to 'Camp Forest Green', to bring people back to the town", said Brady.

                   "Then we'll need someone to kill him", said Ellea.

                   "You can't kill him, Ellea", said Brady, as they placed their lugguage away under their bunks.

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III

"Ok, like, by banging these rocks onto the ground, it's going to, like, appease the Native American Indians...Brings good karma and luck!", said Cort.

                "It this is all there is at camp, we're in deep shit!", Brady told Ellea. She giggled, as Cort continued bashing the rocks, as everyone had bored expressions on their faces.

                "OK, this is a bit boring, but...", said Cort. But he had fucked up big time.

                "Look kids. Let's do something better than Cort is doing", Sissy Baker said, "we can go into the woods and explore. If you like bears and other dangerous animals, we have them...We also have the freezing lake if you like to swim...Or there's new hiking trails around...In fact let's do that after lunch", said Sissy Baker, as Cort nodded, "you heard the lady...Let's eat and drink...Then go hiking". And he shook his head at his own failure.

                   Geez Cort, if you ever have kids, you won't win the "Best Camper Dad" Award!

                    He shook the bad thought away, as they headed towards the Mess Hall in the small dining area, as the temperature climbed into the mid 90's...And getting hotter.

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