Jason was at it again, killing yet another counselor who was foolish enough to come back to Camp Crystal Lake...

He never understood why they kept coming back, after all... They HAD to know about the murders that took place there, yet they were still ignorant enough to come here? They clearly had a death-wish.

After disposing of them he turned around and was about to walk out of the cabin before he heard a small bark, he froze for a second before slowly turning around to find... A dog, standing there staring at him with their head tilted.

The dog appeared to be a... Schnauzer? Now that he recalled, he had heard one of the counselors talking about this dog in particular, one of the other counselors had asked and they said the word 'Schnauzer'... So he would just assume that's what it was, he must've just murdered the dog's owner...

"Jason... Don't tell me you wish to get this one too? Pumpkin... Don't you think you've gotten enough dogs?" His mother's voice called out to him, which of course... He couldn't reply to her but she knew him well enough by now...

He could hear a sigh and then, silence for a few moments... "...Alright Jason... You can get this one too... Just remember, this one is also your responsibility..." If he could see her, she would probably have a small smile on her face now... "My special, special little boy..."

Jason was... admittedly excited now, of course, it... didn't show on the outside but he knelt down and gestured for the dog to come over.

The dog stood and stepped back, they looked at their owner and gave a small whimper, now, luckily the dog didn't SEE Jason do what he did... So the dog had no idea really, they just saw this really tall stranger in their cabin...

They walked over cautiously, just eyeing the tall stranger and making sure he did nothing, they then began to sniff at his hand, after awhile of sniffing their little tail began to wag and they let out a bark.

Jason seemed... happy? It was hard to say... He immediately picked the dog up and carried them out of the cabin, they must not have smelled their owner's scent on him ...Then again he did just throw an axe at their forehead, he didn't touch them at all...

He looked and noticed... a tag on the dog's collar, he held it up to where he could see, being mindful and trying not to choke the dog... Samson was the dog's name ...A rather interesting name for a dog...

Jason then let the tag fall, looking at the dog which began wagging his tail and trying to lick at Jason's suit or face ...Judging from the looks of it, he definitely didn't like what he tasted, then again... Jason couldn't blame him, he gave the dog a gentle pat, minding his strength.

He was very nervous and even scared of hurting the dog in any way, he didn't mind hurting or killing counselors or anything like that, but animals didn't deserve to die... Even his mother had told him that so of course its true!

After awhile of walking, he finally made it back to his cabin... He opened the door and if anyone could see, he would be smiling right now, he saw the dogs all run towards him and they almost tackled him down!

Now, he never kept these dogs imprisoned in this cabin, he did let them roam around, he trusted them and they trusted him... He knew they wouldn't run away, since every single time they came right back after awhile.

The dogs began nuzzling him, and giving him some affectionate licks, sure they never did like the taste but they were used to it by now and its not like they could hug their new owner anyways!

Jason held the newest addition to the doggy family, the Schnauzer he had found earlier, now while he couldn't speak the dogs knew what was up and began greeting the newest addition, some wanting to play with him, some not minding, some giving him affection.

Jason then set the Schnauzer down and let him explore the cabin while he walked away, he was making sure his mother was well... still there along with her sweater and such, once he saw they were still there he walked back out and began preparing food for the dogs.

He had stolen a bunch from the campers mostly, so luckily he had enough for the dogs to get by for a good while, if he so needed he'd go out and get them food one way or another...

After preparing all their meals, Jason sat down and just watched over his... well, at this point this could be considered an army of dogs! He watched as they ate, and then watched as they all crowded around him after they were done, some trying to jump in his lap.

Others laying curled near his feet, this was like dog paradise for him right now, the newest dog had jumped into his lap and settled in nicely, he looked back at Jason a few times, the dog would adapt to this new place hopefully.

Jason gave him and the others some gentle pets, he was as still as could be in fear if he moved they'd either be hurt or they'd jump down away from him, he didn't think there would be anymore pesky campers around so it was his free time to get along and play with the dogs he had.

...But of course... He was wrong, he heard the door to his cabin open and almost immediately, his head snapped towards the source of the noise, his eyes locked onto the camper who was standing there in pure terror and...shock?

This camper didn't know what they were looking at, they saw this huge man and a bunch of fluffy dogs...? They recognized half of them however, some were their friends dogs!

"W-What the fuck did you do with my friends?! That's THEIR dogs!" They screamed out, they had brought some kind of weapon at least, so they weren't fully unprepared...

Jason motioned for the dogs to step away and get down, which they surprisingly did... They got down and backed away from him as he stood tall, he was definitely going to tower over this camper, he usually did with all of them.

He pulled out his machete and stomped over to the camper who immediately took a swung at him, now that had... Actually stunned him for a few moments, however the moment they made an advancement towards h i s dogs... He grabbed them by the throat.

They began screaming and trying to hit him, of course that didn't faze him now, he was enraged, n o b o d y was going to touch those precious dogs... He took them outside and closed the door behind him, just so the dogs couldn't see.

Jason then tossed them towards a tree, it was hard enough to stun them now, that was for sure, he then advanced on them... Slowly, but surely...

The camper was dazed from being thrown at the tree, letting out a scream of agony upon impact and then a groan of pain moments later, they were too dazed to notice the killer advancing on them.

And soon enough Jason took his machete and slashed at them, he didn't want to take too long with this camper, he had dogs to attend too... After they went limp, he picked up their corpse and tossed them away, he didn't know where they landed nor did he care just so long as the corpse was far enough away from his dogs.

Jason then went back inside, watching as all the dogs had surrounded him, they were wagging their tails and barking happily, even the newest dog was... He must've finally settled in.

Jason walked back over and took a seat once more, allowing the dogs to pile on top of him, and letting the others just curl up by his legs, he was perfectly content now... That had to have been the last camper, hopefully this time...

...Well no one burst through the door so it was safe to assume that, that was indeed the last camper... So now, Jason would merely sit there and sleep, and of course let the dogs rest by his side until morning time, then he'd do it all again, feed them, take care of them, give them affection, and of course keep those pesky campers away.