Wandering through the sun-glazed forest, Y/n decided to take a walk to cool down and put her thoughts in order. She knew Jason would soon appear "out of thin air", so her mental preparations were in overdrive mode.


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"It's because of Ariel! I'm way too conscious of him now. I mean I was before, but this is ridiculous. If my face goes anymore red when I see him, I'll be mistaken as some kinda pervert."

Breathing in and out in a Zen kind of way, you calmed yourself down. Act like he doesn't fluster you. It'll be fine... Probably.

You arrived at the lake, taking in the breath taking view of the trees and sunset reflecting on the water. Ripples from fish kissing the top of the reservoir made you smile. It was so relaxing. You felt the soothing wind in your hair wash over any feelings of awkwardness you had felt.

Branches snapping and leaves rustling  behind you indicated that you weren't alone anymore. That was fast.

"So you're here, huh. How was your day?-" You asked, turning to face who you thought was Jason.

"Mmmfp?!"
 
But a mysterious person grabbed you from behind, holding a cloth over your face; cutting off your words.

You thrashed and kicked the stranger, but it was no use. He was too overpowering for someone of your size and strength. 

"Jason!"  You attempted to scream but your consciousness was fading rapidly, whilst inhaling the chemicals on the rag.

"Hold her still!" You heard another man's voice yell out.

"Help..." 

Blacking out, you went limp against the kidnapper.

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"Are you sure this is going to work?"

"Shut up, of course it will. It has to."

"Aren't there a few kids here too?"

"Fuck them kids, we're here for the bitch, not them brats."

Two young adults, sweating with anxiety over a devious revenge plan against Jason had snaked their way into his territory. 

They had a grudge against the killer for murdering their friends who had stopped for a "fun time" in the woods. Since they had never came back, the two went to found out why. Hearing rumors and talking to a psychotic old man while they investigated, they had found out who had done the deed. There was "curse" on the camp, and they had planned to get rid of it.

Trudging through the forest, they wore bags filled with weapons. They were going to kill Jason. But amongst spying on him, they had took notice of a woman. She wasn't afraid of him at all. She was "like his bitch or something" the leader had said to the second in command. John was the leader, but his partner in crime Mike, didn't care too much for the titles. They were working together, it wasn't a "damn group project" he had argued back.

Disregarding the few kids and red headed chick, they had waited until sundown to get her alone. Their plan was to blackmail Jason with the woman, to get him to give up so they could kill him. Mike thought it was a "vague and stupid ass plan" but John didn't care. He was going off adrenaline and wanting revenge, so any words Mike had said, didn't even reach him.

"We have to follow her and get her alone before he meets up with her." John said, pouring chloroform on a cloth.

Tossing the rag towards Mike, he rummaged through his bag.

"Why do I have to do it?" He whined, holding it away from him like a dirty diaper.

"Because, you twat, I have to be on the look out for that asshole!" He threw ropes at Mike's feet.
"Here, once you knock her out, tie her up and take her to our truck."

"Finee." He groaned, bending over to pick them up.

"There she is!"

John pointed at Y/n's silhouette that was now standing in front of the lake.

"This feels wrong. She didn't do anything." Mike complained, hesitating with the drugged material in his hand.

"Maybe not, but her boyfriend or whatever did. We need her for our plan. We won't kill her unless necessary, okay!?" Pushing him forward, he whisper yelled at his fretting partner.

"Now go do it, damn it!"

Sneaking up on Y/n, Mike readied himself.

"So you're here, huh. How was your day?-" She had started to say.

"I'm sorry!" He cried in his head.

"Mmmfp?!"

He lunged forward, grabbing her from behind. She kicked and squirmed in his grasp. He didn't want to hurt her, but John came up behind him.

"Hold her still!"

She passed out, falling into his arms.

"Damn, she's actually really pretty!" Mike said, observing her face.

"Yeah man whatever, let's go! I'm sure he'll be here soon!"

They quickly tied her hands and feet together and duct taped her mouth.

Mike hoisted her over his shoulders and booked it through the trees to their truck. John followed close behind, looking back and forth, waiting to feel Jason's presence.


They made it to the trunk and opened the doors as fast as they could.

"Chuck her in the front seat!"

Mike laid Y/n down on the seat and banged the door shut. Climbing into the front seat, he started the engine.

John had already hopped in the bed of the truck, a knife clutched in his hand.

"GO!" He yelled to Mike in terror.

Slamming on the gas, their destination was the cemetery. They were going bury Jason and burn him as well, to kill him off once and for all. This was happening, and it was happening now.

After a while, with the cemetery in sight, Mike arrived and parked the truck. John jumped out of the back.

Hauling Y/n to use her as bait, they tied her to a nearby light post. The sun was all the way down now, so they knew it was time for his arrival.


Out of breath from fear and panic, Mike wiped the perspiration from his forehead with his arm.

"Now what?" He asked, looking around now pitch black surroundings.

"Now, we wait." John was gripping his knife so hard, his knuckles turned white.

After going to grab the lighter fluid and matches from the truck, Mike screamed with both his arms full.

"Oh shit! John!" He turned back. "He's here!"

Jason had taken notice of Y/n's disappearance and had followed the truck's tire prints. He flipped the truck with ease, causing it to roll into the ditch with a loud crash. He wasn't just angry. He was furious. More mad than he had ever been. Two worthless maggots had brought his girl into it. Now... it's personal.

Machete drawn from his leg holster, Jason stomped to Mike in pursuit. It had also started to rain; lighting and thunder soon going off around them. It was like his pure fury was being shown by the weather change. Even if his face was hidden, his rage was shown in the storm. Eyes blacked over in outrage and evil, he didn't hesitate to take a swing at Mike.

"Oi! Meathead! I wouldn't do that if I were you!" 

John called out to Jason, eyes squinted from the now heavy downpour. He held his knife to the still passed out Y/n's neck.

Lightning struck again, and the trees shook like they were also alarmed.

Jason heisted, eyes widening at the sight. They were going to act cocky huh? He growled, lowering his weapon.

Mike dropped the gas tank and soaking wet matches and ran to John's side.

"What's the plan now!?"

"Uhh, improvise." 

John was shaking, knife still at Y/n's neck.

"What?! You mean to tell me we're gonna die, right?!" Mike yelled at him.

"Hmm?" A soft voice spoke.

"Oh no." John took a step back.

You blinked your eyes, slowly coming to. 

"What the heck?" You said, duct tape peeling off your mouth from the downpour of rain.

"When did it start to rain?" You looked down. "Also why am I tied up? Oh! Those guys!"

Finally realizing the situation, you wiggled against the pole and from the bondage.

"Umm! I'm cold!"

Jason smirked in relief. You were definitely okay.

But he took this opportunity to run towards the shocked men. They had not planned this far apparently. 

You couldn't see anything very well. It was raining too hard. But you had heard the screams and stabs of the men who had kidnapped you. You knew what Jason was doing so you looked the other way. 

"Let's not ruin my appetite..."  You sighed.

After he was done, he cut your ropes and set you free. 

Grinning, you jumped into his arms, shielding yourself from the rain, that was slowly settling down.

"Thanks for saving me." You said into his torso.


Patting your head, you knew it was his way of saying "You're welcome."

Chin resting on his chest, and arms wrapped around him, you looked up at him; him down at you.

"I'm cold still. Let's go dry off and drink hot cocoa!" You laughed, not scared anymore because you knew Jason would protect you.

You released him while he nodded, and followed you back to the camp. The storm had now passed, but you both were soaking wet. A warm shower was in order. 

"Not a day goes by that's not an adventure." You beamed up at him while you walked back.

He look at you in disbelief and concern. Somehow, you just knew. It was in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, don't worry, if that happens again, you'll save me right?" You were half joking, but he reached out and squeezed your hand in reassurance. 

"Aww. You sure know how to make a girl feel special." 

...Only you.

He had thought to himself, gazing at you as you had a pep in your step, obliviously thinking of warm showers and hot beverages.

You knew Ariel was gonna have your head for this, but also squeal about Jason rescuing you. You're going to sleep great tonight.~

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Phew! Glad Y/n is okay! I kinda want hot chocolate now... hehe 😋☕️
Hope you enjoyed, my little Riceballs~♡