Sombra Vs. Jason

  King Sombra, with his arms crossed and an angry look on his face, looked out of one of the darker shaded windows of Chrysalis palace. It had only been a day since Jason followed him in Equestria but he hasn't heard anything from any pony. He was beginning to wonder if he died. Did some wild animal kill him? He prayed to Faust that would be the case. Sombra knew something was wrong with Jason. He wasn't even affected by Sombra's mind control and his strength was unbelievable. Either Jason just had a locked up mind or he was guarded by some magical force. Either way, Sombra wanted to find Jason and kill him before he could cause and disturbances in his plans. However, their is a slight problem.

"Where are you Voorhees?" he growled.

  Sombra broke off from the window and made his way down a changeling infested hallway. The bugs gave him looks of terror and some even ran or flew away. Sombra rolled his eyes. He soon came to a large door on one side of the hallway. It looked just like the summoning chambers door except with different markings. This time is was the same swordsman but he was kneeling and looked injured. What was standing over him was what looked like a devil monster with blades for hands. Sombra looked further down the door to see the devil had his head removed and it was in the swordsman's hands. Sombra raised an eye brow.

"Intriguing...its almost like a prophecy." Sombra said.

  Curious, Sombra opened the door to see it was just like the summoning chambers except their was a strange hat on the ground. Sombra went over to it and picked it up. It felt like it was made of cardboard but furry at the same time. He flipped it over to see who it belonged too. He had squint his eyes because the name was written in cursive.

"Freddy...Kruger?"

  Sombra felt as though he should have seen this. He dropped the hat and walked out of the room. He slammed the door shut but double takes, thinking he was seeing things. Sombra quickly opened the door again, his suspicions were correct. The hat was gone. Was it just his eyes playing him? Or was it something more? Sombra couldn't think about it right now, he had more pressing matters to attend too. Sombra walked further down the hall, his arms behind his back. Not knowing what else to do, Sombra stops in his tracks and his hand is engulfed in red magic.

"I guess I should start breaking Jason down bit by bit."

  With a click of his fingers. Sombra's magic shout out from his hand. The cloud of magic disappeared and what stood in front made Sombra gave him a wide smile. Their were three of them. Demonic looking ponies with bat wings and pointed ears. Each one female. They were wearing latex suits with  skull like masks. They looked at Sombra with their expressionless masks.

"You are to track down the one called Jason Voorhees. You are not going to kill him, just injure him to a point he cant stand."

  The three demons nodded and disappeared into a clouds of red smoke. Sombra started to laugh manically his revenge would be soon enough.

  Jason didn't know what was going on anymore. At first his main job was to kill that pony that dragged him here in the first place but now it was like he couldn't leave Apple Bloom. She was like a magnet to Jason. He had been listening for hours to their chatter. Hearing them try to come up of a solution to who Jason was and why he copies Apple Bloom. Other times their talking about things called 'cutie marks.' Jason didn't get it. He followed them into a small little village full of other ponies as well. All of them were giving him looks of terror and others of disgust. He didn't know of it was the mask or his machete. Probably both. Apple Bloom suddenly turned to him Jason stopped dead in his tracks and looked down at the filly, cocking his head slightly.

"Sorry to ask but, what's yer name mister?"

  Jason wanted to tell her but realized he couldn't. He lost his voice decades ago. Thinking fast, Jason bent over with his machete and started drawing his name into the dirt road. The three fillies observed as the wolf man wrote his name in the dirt with his blade.

"Jason" the white one said wide eyed.

  The three fillies looked up and Jason nodded. They exchanged glances and wide smiles came across their faces. Immediately after words, they grabbed Jason by his wrists and dragged him to a outdoor café. Everyone else moved away from the tall wolf man while the small children moved a chair under him. Jason was confused even more now. He wasn't used to sitting unless he was on his bed back in Crystal Lake. Jason came out of his thoughts and saw three cute faces staring up at him. He cocked his head and laid his machete on the glass table in front of him. The whole time the fillies were just staring at him. Jason sat their as well, frozen as a statue. The fillies then came more close to the revenant then usual. Their faces nearly touching his mask. Jason's eyes grew wide. The fillies then spoke in excited states.

"I'm Sweetie Bell!" the white one said.

  The orange one knocked the white one out of the way and gave Jason a snarky grin.

"I'm Scootaloo nice to meet yea."

  Lastly, Apple Bloom shoved Scootaloo and introduced herself. Though Jason already knew her.

"I'm Apple Bloom."

Jason looked over the three fillies and did nothing but sit their. They gaze confused looks toward the wolf man in front of them.

"Um...sorry to ask but...cant you talk?" Sweetie Bell asked him.

  Jason figured that would have been easy to figure out by now. Seeing as though he hadn't been speaking since he met them, but alas, he shacked his head in response. The fillies looked at each other with worried looks. Apple Bloom put a finger to her chin.

"Can we see under your mask?"

  Jason felt his entire body tense up. No, that was something he had to keep hidden. For their sake anyway. Jason shacked his head again,  earning confused looks out of the children. He knew what they were going to say next, and he didn't like it.

"Why not?" Scootaloo asked.

  Jason was frozen, he didn't have a way of explaining why he couldn't take it off. He could hardly give a shit about what the adults thought, but when it came to children, especially the three in front of him, their was no way in hell he would show his face. Thinking quickly, Jason just shacked his head again. Frowns formed on the children's faces. Jason felt bad for a second. He then heard something. The sounds of people screaming behind him. Jason turned his head slightly and saw adults running in fear. The three fillies soon looked over Jason's shoulder and saw the same thing. He turned back to them but they didn't seem impressed. The wolf cocked his head in confusion.

"Its probably just another monster attacking PonyVille. It happens like every week." Scootaloo said with a bored expression on her face.

  Now that was something Jason didn't expect to hear. Every week? It must have been awhile before these ponies got used to something like that. None the less, Jason turned his attention toward where the screaming was coming from. Barrels were being thrown into the air and ponies were running or flying away from the sight. Then, a lone pony came out from behind one of the buildings, she had a look of dread on her face and was holding something in her arms. It was round and fuzzy. The three fillies tried to look over Jason to see what it was but he blocked them with his machete to avoid having them see it. It was a severed head in the ponies arms. If these ponies were used to this Jason was really surprised now.

  A red blur shot out from behind the building and with a sound of a sword being swung, the mare fell to her knees and a red line formed across her neck. She fell to the floor dead in a pool of her own blood. The same red blur then landed behind the body. The monster was somewhat the same height as Jason but with a more slim figure and wearing a red latex suit. Her head was skull like and her hair was long and black, but what really caught Jason's attention, were her hands. Blade like fingers. Jason's mind was flooded with memories from when  he fought Kruger. His anger went through the roof and soon, Jason was death gripping his machete. He sprung out of his chair and tried to walk to the demon but was stopped by the children. He looked down at them and cocked his head. The crusaders were giving him puppy eyes.

"Please Jason don't go! That thing will tear yea to shreds!" Apple Bloom begged.

  The revenant didn't have time to react before a knife came out of nowhere and impaled itself in Jason's shoulder. The girls screamed as Jason flinched and tried to keep his stance from the impact. Jason looked at the blade in his shoulder, gripping it and yanking it out within a second. Blood spurt from the wound and dripped down his jacket. Now he was pissed. The red demon sprinted toward Jason with a snarl. She swiped with her blades with tremendous speed. Jason put up his machete for protection. Some of the slashes were blocked but some hit Jason in his shoulder or chest. Of course it barely hurt but he needed to get the upper hand before he ended up losing fingers, again. Jason swung his machete, breaking the baring of the demon. He swung his first down on the side of her skull. The demon was sent flying across the dirt road, a small trail of blood from her busted lip trailing her.

  The demon sat up, feeling the blood trickle down her lip. She felt her lip and growled. She then stood up and let out an ear splitting screech into the sky. The fillies covered their ears while Jason stood their. Two more of the demons arrived, hissing at the wolf man as they surrounded him. Jason looked frantically around, seeing he was now outnumbered. He's been in tougher situations. The fillies watched from a distance in fear of their friend. They were worried that he was going to die. Apple Bloom then heard a familiar call from behind them.

"Apple Bloom!"

  She turned around to see her sister Applejack, Rainbow Dash, and Rarity running towards them. The fillies ran toward them, nearly tackling them as Sweetie Bell and Apple Bloom collided with their sisters. Scootaloo stopping in front of Rainbow Dash and nodding. Applejack pulled Apple Bloom out of the hug and looked into her eyes.

"All right...what's goin on?

  Apple Bloom told her sister about the attack. She nodded and turned towards Rarity and Rainbow Dash with a focused look.

"Dash get Twilight. We'll need all the help we can get. Rarity, your with me."

  Apple Bloom tugged on Applejacks overalls. She looked down at her sister and kneeled down next to her.

"What's wrong sis?"

  Apple Bloom simply smiled.

"Don't worry about getting everyone together. Jason will take care of them."

  The three mares raised eye brows when n they heard the name. They then said in unison with confused expressions.

"Who?" they said.

  A demon then came flying across the dirt road and skidding like a rock on water. Her body was twisted and a large slash was in her chest. It was dead. Rarity gasped and covered Sweetie Bells eyes while the others looked at the corpse in horror. it then disappeared into a cloud of red smoke. The ponies then looked where the demon came from and where met with a sight the mares weren't used to seeing. The large wolf man had one of the demons by the neck and was punching it in the face repeatedly until it stopped moving and the skull head was smashed in. Jason dropped the corpse to the ground and picked up his machete from the ground. He silently signed and looked around for the last saber demon. She was no where to be seen. Jason knew it wouldn't be that easy. He looked around slowly, keeping his guard up as he did. A screech was heard and Jason swung his machete with incredible force. His vision was then blurred by the amount of red that was in his eyes. Two severed body pieces fell to the ground, blood pouring out like a leaking faucet. Jason pulled his mask off slowly and wiped his eyes with the sleeve of his jacket.

"Hey Jason!" he heard Apple Bloom call.

  Jason scrambled and put his mask back on in time as the crusaders arrived behind him. He then felt their three bodies close in on him and wrap their arms around his waist. They broke off and Jason turned around, with a blood soaked mask and his echo following it.

Ch. Ch. Ch. Ah. Ah. Ah.

  The three mares grabbed their children and hid them behind them. Jason snapped his head straight up to see three protective faces looking him. To him it was cute. He could rip these three in two right now and wouldn't feel bad about at all. The only reason he didn't do it was the fillies scrambling out from the behind their sisters and stepping in front of them.

"Hold on sis!" Apple Bloom said.

"Rarity wait!" Sweetie cried.

"Chill out for a minute guys!" Scootaloo added.

  Applejack signed and kneeled down to Apple Blooms height.

"Please don't tell meh that this is Jason." she said.

  To confirm her suspicions, the crusaders shacked their heads. The three mares looked at each other, knowing it was going to be difficult to pry them from this wolf man. Jason was observing everything without a sound. The blood on his jacket and shirt had dried making the spots grow hard and uncomfortable. He then heard a whisper in his ear that made his eyes grow wide as plates.

"Die...little nuisance."

  Jason felt as though his body was sliced in half. He felt that one and it hurt more then anything he's ever felt before. He looked down and saw a large spear had been driven through him. It was only mere inches away from hitting Apple Bloom as well. Jason coughed up blood  and it spurt though his mask. His chest wasn't any different. With screams of terror, Jason fell to the ground, letting go of his machete and landing on the dirt road on his back. The spear had disappeared into a cloud of black smoke. The fillies and mares crowded around Jason and watched as he closed his eyes. The mares held the crusaders as they cried for their lost friend. Jason on the other hand was seeing an image of King Sombra laughing at him as his vision faded. Sombra had no idea, who he was dealing with.

  Jason woke up in a weird setting. It was in some sort of castle. The walls were covered in vines and the ground was cracked. Jason looked around him, his machete was gone. Jason knew his strength was better then his machete but he liked that blade just for the soul purpose of gutting people. Jason then heard a laugh come from down the hallway. He snapped his head in the direction and saw a familiar stallion standing their with a ball of red fire in his hands. Sombra had a wide smirk on his face and he spoke in a monotone voice.

"Welcome to my world motherfucker."