Jason Voorhees
1:53am, April 22, 2017
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[Delete] | ((Just so it's clear, since Jason hadn't been introduced into the RP until now beyond mentions here and there, I had it so basically he'd been in Hell after separating from Steph/going back to doing his usual schtick. When her end by Jackie rolls up is around the time when Jason frees himself-goes to see what's up. The latter of which I'll elaborate on here))
Right, he'd forgotten something.
Turning and steadying his arm, Jason hurled his pitchfork through the air. Alicia never saw it coming. The blade had enough force behind it to go straight through her neck and pin her to the nearest tree. Well, for a moment at least. Having been severed by the weapon tearing through her neck, Alicia's head rolled off to the side and fell to the ground with a thud. Walking over to retrieve his weapon, Jason's shoulders shook as he let out a shaky breath.
It was time to head back to New York. 1989 was the last time the Big Apple welcomed the Crystal Lake Killer. Now? They would do so again, whether they wanted him or not!
~~~ New York City, some unspecified docks~~
In New York City, there were many odd sights one could report. Alligators in the sewers(though some chalked that one up to urban legend), serial killers, and who knows what else? Still, for the poor couple sitting at the docks, this would have been their strangest experience yet and the most deadliest.
"Listen, Jamie.."
"What is it, Peter?"
"I-I've liked you for a really long time and I was wondering if you'd..If you'd marry me!" Peter exclaimed as he pulled out the box holding his ring. Which had involved dipping a bit into his college fund to get but for the love of his life? There was no price too high. In his rush to get it to her however, Peter stumbled and the box went falling out of his hands and straight into the water below. "No!" Watching as the box vanished under the waves, Jamie quietly patted Peter on the back.
"Y'know, I would have said yes. With or without a ring."
"...Really?"
"Yeah. Now kiss me, dope."
As the two leaned in, both were shocked as they heard something burst out of the water beside them. Glancing down off the side of the dock, Peter's eyes went wide at what stared back at him. It looked like something out of your worst nightmare. A hulking masked goliath with flaming eyes and soaked to the bone. Climbing up onto the dock, Jason stared down the two teens as water dripped off his person. Truth be told, after being submerged in Hell's flames, the water almost felt refreshing.
Standing in front of Jamie, Peter called out to Jason. "H-Hey! W-Whoever you are, you stay back! My dad knows people and he could get you thrown in a cell so quick your head would spin! W-Why don't you back off and leave us alone?!" For once however, Jason wasn't in the mood to murder. At least not until he found out what happened to his cousin. Jason wasn't the brightest bulb in the bunch however and annoying background chatter didn't help. Although Peter's intentions were in the right place, it might have been better if he'd simply stayed quiet.
He might have lived longer too.
Digging his fingers into Peter's neck, Jason felt the boy's blood running down his gloved hand and onto the wooden boards below. Paying no mind to Jamie's horrified shrieks, Jason ripped Peter's head(with spine attached) from his body. It was almost strange to the killer how quiet it suddenly became after that. Dropping the head off into the water, Jason turned to walk off. He hadn't come here for this and it had only served to distract him.
"You bastard! You rotten fucking bastard! He was going to marry me!" Jamie wept as she cradled Peter's body in her arms. Jason came to a stop once more and his right hand clenched up into a fist...
*Five minutes later*
Jason was gone from the scene and both of the bodies had been tossed into the sea. What method Jason used to dispose of Jamie wasn't clear but as her head floated down and landed beside Peter's ring, the tragedy set in. Another life cut short by Jason Voorhees and the longer he stayed in New York? More would surely follow. But Jason would make sure of one thing.
He'd find his cousin. One way or another.
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