PROLOGUE

As Jason slid his machete down a counselor. He took it out, making the body split into two. He walked away from the gruesome aftermath of the camp-out session, tents were ripped, bodies were everywhere. His nightly chores were done. As he was walking back stood a old woman in his way. He looked at her, unsheathing his machete from his tool belt. The old woman was a magic gypsy, her clothes were old and gritty. She was a little Indian lady, with her face full of wrinkles. Jason looked at her with a menacing glance

"Jason Voorhees." The lady spoke. "Your rein of terror is over for the last time! You shall face great consequences...."

She grabbed out a orb, whisking her hand around it. she stared at Jason. whisking her hand faster and faster around the orb, it started to glow brighter and brighter. sparks of electricity surged through the exterior of the orb. Jason sped-walk towards her, holding out his machete fully.

"JASON VOORHEES" She roared at him. "YOUR SHALL VANISH IN THE FOLLOWING SECONDS..``

As Jason swung at her, he floated up and vanished. She saw a little crater made from the teleportation. She started to walk away into the dark woods. The gypsy smiled and trotted away. Tommy Jarvis was running towards Jason but Jason dissipated, He raised a eyebrow with a concerned look. Jarvis turned and saw the Gypsy walking towards him.

"Wheres Jason?!" Tommy said to the Gypsy.

" Young Jarvis." The Gypsy replied to Tommy's question, holding his hands. " He Is gone, out of our hair, now Camp Crystal Lake is safe."

The gypsy walked away, leaving Tommy all confused. He started to walk away thinking of where Jason is. He shrugged and went to his blue pick-up

TO BE CONTINUED....

Author's Note

The Jason design I am using is part 6. I don't know why but.... it's fine. And this is my first story, I may suck balls at story telling.