Tirek vs. Jason

  Celestia's moon soon raised but more slowly then normal. Its been like that more weeks now. Barely anyone in Equestria has noticed but for the ones in Canterlot, it stuck out like a sore thumb. It was any ones guess as to why the sun raised so abnormally. The most popular one was she was just busy and was running late. Her sister, Shining Armor, and Cadence on the other hand, know otherwise. Celestia had contracted an unknown illness to Equestria. Every treatment she was given was destroyed by her sickness and would make it even worse. First it was coughing, then sneezing, then fevers, and then Celestia was coughing more violently to a point where she would cough up her own blood. Her strength started to deplete until she couldn't even leave her bed. She was getting worse by each passing day. Princess Luna walked down a hallway toward her ill sisters chambers. She could hear her violent coughing from all the way down the hall. In her hands was a plate of soup with bread on the side. Another heavy wheeze as Luna steps closer to the door. Guards outside were giving worried expressions toward the door. It was obvious they had been listening to it for hours. Luna stopped in front of the door and motioned the guards they were dismissed. They nodded and walked past the moon princess. She took a deep breathe and knocked on the door.

  Moments passed and the door was engulfed in a bright yellow magic and opened. Behind the door was a dark room with a purple cover bed with drapes at the end of the room. Luna gulped and slowly walked toward the bed. The reason so was being so cautious was the illness her beloved sister contracted was not know to Equestria and she didn't know if it was contagious. Another violent cough made Luna stop dead in her tracks and a nervous look crossed her face. Not another sound came from the drapes and a sweat drop went down Luna's cheek. She tried to say something but chocked. Celestia spoke but it came out raspy.

"L-luna?" she said.

  The moon princess continued her walk toward the drapes and placed a hand on one of them. She slowly opened the drape and found a sight she wished she didn't. Celestia was under her covers with a rag over her head. Her mane wasn't flowing as it should but it was flat and the color was darker. It made Luna give a slight tear in her eye at the sight.

"Sister...I have brought you some food." Luna said.

  Celestia raised her head slightly and looked in her sisters direction. Her eyes were red but her pupils were the same.

"Please...bring it here Luna."

  The moon princess walked around the bed more close to her sisters side. Luna placed the tray of food on Celestia's stomach and sat down in a chair next to the bed. Luna watched as her sister sat up and pick up the spoon in the soup bowl. She shoveled a spoon of tomato soup into her mouth and swallowed. Moments passed with just Luna looking toward her sister and watching her, worrying about her. The sun princess cleared her throat and smiled.

"That feels much better."

  She then turned toward her sister with a broad smile while Luna still gave her a nervous look.

"Luna, I have a favor to ask."

  The lunar alicorn gave Celestia a confused look.

"I want you to go and find Jason in Ponyville."

  Luna nearly sky rocketed out of the ceiling when her sister mentioned that name. A name she hadn't heard in four years. Jason Voorhees, the masked warrior that nearly killed her sister but was successful in killing King Sombra. That was what made her forgive Jason though, it showed the undead warrior still had his soul and knew from right and wrong. Luna found herself missing Jason while he was dead, wishing that he could have been around to help Equestria more. Though it was true he didn't belong there, but Luna figured he would have learned to have a better life in Equestria. Seeing in that he grew a strong bond with the three fillies, he could have been like a brother to them. Both her and Celestia agreed on this. Luna snapped out of her memories and looked back toward her sister.

"How do you know he is alive?"

  Celestia looked out her window and gave a worried look. She knew how he was alive, and that was what scared her. She felt the magic hit her like a mace the moment Jason woke up. It was like a direct hit.

"The Disciples of Tarturus awakened him." she said.

  Luna's eyes changed in shape and size, becoming gigantic causers. She fell quiet for a good minute to recap on the situation. Celestia still looked out the window, worrying for any pony who crosses Jason's path.

  Snow wasn't falling as much as it was earlier. The silver clouds still hovered above the ground but they were done with their shower of snow. The sun creped its way over them and shined brightly over Ponyville. It was now just past nine o'clock and the festival was still going strong. A heavy beat song just finished playing and the crowd of ponies who were listening were in a tremendous cheer. Some whistle and others clapped. The crowd was going wild as the DJ walked off the stage.

  The crusaders, all were sitting on a bench near food stands. The fillies were stuffing their faces with hay burgers and fruits they brought. They were shook up from the incident earlier. It was quick but they knew who made that sound, but that was the part that scared them. Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo were acting like it never happened but for Apple Bloom it was much harder to forget. That voice sunk its way into her soul and twisted it around until it was telling her that what she heard was the real deal and not her mind getting to her. She didn't want to tell her friends in fear of scaring them as well but now she wasn't so sure. Her friends loved Jason as much as she did, so why was she so scared to tell them it wasn't their minds playing tricks on them? Was it just the cold fact Jason was alive or was it that she didn't feel safe when they heard the echo. That was something that scared Apple Bloom as well. The voice didn't feel comforting like it did last time. No, this time it was a warning or maybe even a threat.

"Hey girls...what's that?" Scootaloo said.

  The crusaders looked where Scootaloo was looking and saw two purple hooded figures. One was noticeably more built then the other and much more taller. One of them had his hand grasped around a mares neck and mouth while the more taller figure grabbed her legs. They soon dragged the mare behind the stage set. The crusaders narrowed their eyes and looked at each other, nodding, the crusaders got off the bench and quickly ran over toward the back of the stage. All three of them stopped and leaned against the black wall. They leaned their heads over it and saw the same mare being tied up by the purple figures. The crusaders double backed and quickly darted back behind it.

"What the hay are we gonna do!?" Apple Bloom whispered.

"I don't know but we have to find a way out and fast!"

"Agreed."

  A shadow loomed over the fillies and blocked the suns rays from their visions. They looked up and saw another purple jacketed figure but he was clearly angry. He grabbed the fillies arms and forced them behind the wall. He threw them and they landed on their stomachs in front of the other two. They looked at the fillies with surprised looks.

"What the fucks this!?"  the skinny one said.

  The crusaders scrambled to their feet and attempted to run but the larger purple coated figure grabbed them by their hoods. He lifted them off the ground until the crusaders were at neck level with him. Scootaloo swung her fists around, trying to punch the larger coated figure.

"Looks like we got ourselves some peepers guys!" the larger one growled.

  His deep voice shook the crusaders bones and looks of fear formed on their faces. The mare the purple coats took from before was struggling to get free of ropes that were tied around her wrists and ankles and the bandana wrapped around her face. The skinnier purple figure let down his hood to show a grey coated pony with bright red eyes. He looked at the fillies and smiled.

"We'll take 'em with us."

  The crusaders gave a look of dread.

"Hey Gala van...get me my ropes."

  The skinny pony reached his arm behind him with his hand open but to his surprise nothing came. He huffed and growled again.

"Did you hear me nitwit? Hand me my ropes!"

  Again nothing.

"Are you gonna-!"

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

  The skinny pony stopped his chatter dead in his tracks as he saw a tall dark figure, holding his friends decapitated head in his hand with a bloody axe in his other. The figure looked as though he was breathing heavily from how high his chest was raising and lowering. He was wearing a damaged mask, exposing dagger like teeth. He wore a chain around his neck that went all the way down to the bottom of his neck. Parts of his body were exposed showing parts of his ribcage. A great sense of death and anger were around the figure. Everyone was watching in shock and fear as the figure dropped the ponies head to the ground.

  The skinny coated pony gritted his teeth.

"Your done for you bastard!" he growled.

  The larger pony dropped the crusaders and walked next to the skinnier pony, cracking his knuckles as he did so. Jason cocked his head and waited for the ponies to make their attack. They charged him at the same time, hoping to over power him. Jason tripped the skinnier pony and he rolled like a barrel on the ground until he face planted into a pile of snow. Jason swung his axe and slashed the larger ponies arm, exposing blood. Both the purple coated ponies growled and collected themselves. The skinny pony wiped the snow off his face while the larger one held his arm. The larger pony sprinted toward Jason and raised his mammoth sized fist above his head. He swung and hit the wolf man in his side, sending him flying into the wall. The stage rocked from the impact but no one seemed to notice. Jason tried to peel himself off the wall but was assaulted by a series of large fists to his chest and head. The larger pony seemed to enjoy this as he had a wide grin on his face. The crusaders watched in horror as Jason was pounded into the wall. The larger pony stopped and stepped back, he looked at his knuckles seeing it bruised and bloody. Though it wasn't the wolf mans blood. He looked into the crater and saw the unmoving masked creature. He chuckled and turned toward his friend.

"I think I got him." he said.

  Praising his achievement, the larger pony didn't notice Jason clenching his axe. The wolf man sprang up from the crater and brought his axe down on the larger ponies collarbone. The snap sound and the blood that leaked from the wound was satisfying to Jason. The larger pony screamed in pain and swatted the revenant, sending him flying across the muddy ground. The larger pony was breathing heavily and hesitantly reaching for the axe in his shoulder.

"Don't just stand there! Get this thing out!" he cried.

  Jason stood to his full height behind the purple coated ponies but stopped to look at the crusaders next to him. All three were nearly on the verge of crying their eyes out. Jason pointed his finger to the ground, meaning he wanted to stay here. The crusaders nodded and Jason cracked his neck. The revenant sprint walked toward the purple coated ponies, grabbing the nearest thing he could find. A metal rod that was about the size of his leg. The larger pony screamed in agony as he pried the axe out of his shoulder, more blood flowed from the wound. His friend rolled his eyes.

"Ah quit your bitching and grab the brats."

  The full force of a metal pipe came on the skinny ponies head. He was sent flying and landed on his neck, bending it at a abnormal angle. He then landed on his back, going limp. Ponies at the festival screamed in horror at the sight. Soon, more and more ponies had their attentions grabbed by the screaming, running over to see what had happened. The larger pony watched in shock but it was soon turned to anger and he looked at the revenant as he swung the metal pipe again. He grabbed it and then grabbed Jason by the neck. He threw the wolf man out of the ally and into an open area of the crowd. Crowds screamed as Jason raised to his full height. He grinded his teeth as the larger pony ran toward him. The larger pony was holding Jason's axe and the metal pipe. He threw the axe, making it spin in a spiral. The axe impacted the wolf mans shoulder, he reeled back and looked at the axe. Ponies screamed in shock and other nearly fainted. Jason grabbed the handle of the axe and pulled it out with force but no blood came out. Instead, bits of dead skin came off the axe. Jason ducked into as the larger pony swing the metal pipe. The wolf man retaliated with the swing of his axe, slashing the larger pony across his chest. He roared and swung his massive fist again but Jason was ready this time as he grabbed the fist and held it in place. The large ponies eyes grew wide as Jason's strength over came his. The wolf man twisted the fist until a loud snap was heard. The pony screamed and reeled his fist back, holding his wrist. Jason cocked his head and then brought his axe down, slicing through the ponies head. Others around them screamed and looked away from the scene. Jason used his boot to scrap the pony off his axe.

  Jason cocked his head at the sight of the dead pony. He then turned back to see scared ponies around him. Jason looked around him and he was completely surrounded. He breathed heavily and walked back toward the ally. Ponies opened a path for him, fearing they would be the next ones to die. Jason walked into the alleyway to see the crusaders untying the mare from before. Jason stepped over the decapitated head of the other purple coated pony. He kicked it to the side and looked up at the crusaders. The mare ran out of the ally, leaving only the crusaders and Jason. The fillies just looked blankly at the wolf man, the sight of him alive again was enough to break them down. Even at the moment, Apple Bloom was trying to hold back tears. Jason could sense it, they were in distress. He could hear their hiccups and their sniffles as they stood up. Jason's chest seemed to deflate as he looked at the fillies. The revenant walked toward the fillies, dropping his axe in the snowy mud. He then collapsed to his knees and wrapped the fillies in a long over due embrace. The crusaders soon returned the hug with soft sobs coming from them.

  A sudden voice then came into Jason's mind. An unfamiliar one but he felt threatened by it as his eyes snapped open.

"Found you."