It had been a few years since I had left my ex-boyfriend, and I was starting to become very lonely at times and started to fall into a deep depression. My friends had suggested that I need to get out for a while to get some much-needed fresh air and that it would help me feel better about myself. It was also the year of my 37th birthday, they thought they'd surprise me by bringing me on a surprise camping trip to Camp Crystal Lake. They knew I was a huge fan of the whole Friday the 13th franchise, Jason as well.

On the day of my birthday my friend's Melissa, Kevin and CJ came by to pick me up. Melissa came up to me and spoke.

"C'mon Rachel, we're taking you on a surprise camping trip".

"Where are we going?" I asked.

She looked at me and said, "It wouldn't be much of a surprise if I told you now, would it?"

I smiled and said, "No it wouldn't". She helped me pack my stuff then we headed out the van where Kevin and CJ were. They brought their girlfriends and Melissa's boyfriend along with them.

It was roughly about a 3-hour trip from home, and we came to some back country roads where I finally read a sign that read "Camp Crystal Lake 1/2m." I was a bit nervous at first but then squealed with excitement, "holy shit you guys are bringing me here!!?"

Kevin looked back at me from the passenger side and said, "Calm down woman we haven't even made it to the entrance yet."

"I'm sorry guys, just got a little excited that's all." I replied.

We had finally made it to the entrance, but I was a bit reluctant to leave the van as I know Jason doesn't like intruders on his property.

CJ looked me and said, "C'mon aren't you coming?"

I looked at him and said, "You know Jason doesn't like strangers on his property?"

CJ shook his head at me and said "You believe that made up Hollywood bullshit is real? Jason doesn't exist it's all fake."

I just rolled my eyes at him and got out of the van.

JASON'S POV:

I was making my nightly rounds at the campground when I spotted a few tents with a fire going and a group of young people. I thought to myself Mother is going to be proud of me once more for killing. I watched as they all got drunk except for the one girl with the long brown hair, she seemed to be very annoyed with her friend's, how they were acting and went back to her tent.

Mother's voice had come to my head, "Jason, that girl is very special do not let her escape, as for the others...They deserve to die!!!"

I had not questioned mother about the other girl as she was always right about things. I picked up my machete and headed towards their location. I crept up to one couples' tent and it looked as if they were about to "make love." "not on my watch!" I thought to myself I drove my machete into the woman's back and straight up her body, splitting her in two. Her boyfriend was left below with blood splatter all over his face. He screamed and with one swing of my machete, his head was gone. The other couple in the tent heard the scream and ran off. Just then I had heard the third tent zipper open behind me and I saw the girl was looking at me. She then ran off in fright and I gave chase.

BACK TO ME:

I had heard of what sounded like twigs snapping and then all of a sudden screams coming from outside of my tent. I opened it to see what was going on. I felt a sudden rush of fear run through my whole body when I had seen the mangled bodies of my friends in front of me and what looked a 6'5"-7'0 tall man with a long blade in his hand. He had his back to me for a moment and then turned his head around and that's when I saw the iconic hockey mask. "holy shit it's Jason fucking Voorhees!" I thought to myself out of instinct all I could think to do was run and that's what I did. I ran as fast and as far away as I could into the woods before I stumbled into a barb wire trap that entangled both of my ankles and caused some deep puncture wounds, the pain was so unbearable that I had went into shock and passed out from it.

JASON'S POV:

I chased after the girl, and it wasn't long after she had run that I had found her passed out on the ground, her feet and ankles entangled in my barbwire trap. I kneeled and took out my field knife and cut the wire loose and threw her body over my shoulder. I carried her to my 'subterranean lair' under my home.

BACK TO ME:

I can barely open my eyes; everything is in a blur and my brain is a bit foggy. I'm trying to remember what had just happened to me, I squeeze my eyes shut and open them again and my vision starts to clear. I soon realize that I am trapped in some sort of underground lair and my immediate thought is to try and escape, but my worst fears were soon realized when I tried to move my left leg. I immediately winced in intense pain from a very deep puncture wound and saw that both of my wrists had been shackled by chains to the bed I was lying on. I had heard a loud thud off in the distance and that's when my memory immediately returned. My friends had taken me here to camp Crystal Lake and they were all violently butchered by none other than Jason himself. My heart began beating faster, I began to shake nervously as I heard what sounded like loud, heavy footsteps coming closer and closer to me. I thought to myself, "he must've heard me yell out in pain and the chains clink together...how could I be so stupid to make this much noise?" either way I knew I was doomed no matter what, or so I thought...

I saw his menacing figure standing in the door and I whimpered and cried "Please don't hurt me!" with tears of fear streaming down my face. He then attempted to approach me, and I let out a scream in fear and scrambled up into the corner of the bed, only to have him grab my already injured left leg by the knee as I made a feeble attempt to escape him. I attempted to scream one last time but was quickly muffled by his other hand.

"Shut up!" he growled at me under his mask with his deep sounding voice, as he pulled what looked like a roll of bandage out of the pocket of his very worn-out jacket. I was completely flabbergasted at this moment now instead of being frightened. Not only was he not trying to hurt me, but he also spoke!

"W-wait, you can speak?!" I stuttered in a rather confused state of mind now as my heart rate began slowing down.

He sighed sounding slightly annoyed with my question. "Yes, not very many people around here know that I do. I prefer my victims to believe that I'm completely mute." he replied as he grabbed my leg and attempted to wrap it.

"Ouch! Son of a bitch that hurts!" I yelped in pain and pulled my leg away from him instinctively.

"Hold still! Moving will only make it worse for you." He warned me. He grabbed my leg again and started to wrap it up. It wasn't broken like I thought it would be, but it was still extremely painful, and I whimpered.

"Why are you doing this? Why are you trying to help me rather than hurt me?" I asked curiously.

"I'll let you live if you promise me a few things, you break my rules...severe consequences will follow! Do you understand?" he said.

I nodded my head understanding quickly "Um, what do I have to do?" I asked nervously, afraid of what his response might be.

"No screaming, and don't even attempt to escape these chains. If you do, I will find you got it?!" he said.

"Yes, I promise." I replied timidly. He was starting to sound almost like drill sergeant with all of these demands. I started to get slightly worried again about what his true intentions with me are. "Thank you." I said timidly again after he finished dressing my wounds. I got no response from him as he quickly stood up and began leaving the room. "Jason?!" I called out to him, making him stop in his tracks "You can't keep me locked up down here like I'm some sort of prisoner or slave. I've got a bum leg and I'm chained to this bed, it's not like I'd make it far going anywhere in my current state!" I exclaimed to him. He just scoffed at my comment and headed back through the tunnel, back to the campground to finish his nightly rounds.

'This asshole is really going to leave me down here all by myself to starve to death I just know it!' I thought to myself. Since I knew I most likely was going to be stuck here for a very long time and was extremely exhausted, my eyelids eventually grew heavy, and I found myself drifting off to sleep.

Meanwhile Jason was making his way back to the campsite me and my unfortunately deceased friends were to clean up the mess that was left behind. He had disposed of their bodies, so as not to draw anymore unwanted attention to his home and grabbed what little belongings were left behind in our backpacks before destroying the tents that were set up.

"That's a good boy, that's my Jason!" his mother's soothing voice said in his head. "What about the girl mother? What am I supposed to do with her?" He asked.

"I could sense she was not like the others." she replied.

Jason now slightly confused at this point asked "how was she not like them? She was here with them when I had arrived?!"

His mother now slightly annoyed with the questions he was asking replied softly but firmly "Jason I am your mother; you know better than to try and argue with me. She needs your attention do you understand me?"

Jason then heaved a sigh of defeat and nodded. "Yes mother, I understand"

"Good boy, now go back to check on her and make sure she hasn't tried to escape." she reminded him.