Jason Voorhees Vs Creepypastas

## Pre-Fight

**Jason Voorhees** was walking through the woods near Crystal Lake. He had just ended another killing spree, and wanted to lie low for a while. He had had enough of killing for the year. He walked to the shrine he had built to his mother, adjusted his mask, and lied down on the ground and closed his eyes.

Jason's senses were highly acute, but not enough to sense the approach of **Jeff the Killer** and **Eyeless Jack**. Jeff and Jack had an agreement. Jeff would get the kill on this psycho, but Jack could have his kidney. A mutually beneficial agreement. They also agreed to get the heck out of there before *he* showed up.

Jeff stealthed over to the prostrate Jason and keeled over him with his knife.

"Go to sleep..."

## Fight!

He thrust the knife into the Crystal Lake Killer, who immediately opened his eyes and got up, sending Jeff flying. Jason looked at his chest, saw the knife, pulled it out and tossed it aside. He had much better weapons. He picked up his trademark machete and started walking silently and slowly toward the scarred killer who had ambushed him.

"Damn, that guy is tough. I expected that stab to at least slow him down. But I am better than him. He can't beat me!"

Jeff pulled another knife out of nowhere and advanced on Jason. Eyeless Jack was annoyed. If he left this to that idiot Jeff, he would never get his meal. He began sneaking up behind Jason. Jeff charged Jason with his knife and left nothing to chance, stabbing straight at his neck.

Jason took the knife to the neck, and countered by impaling Jeff through the torso with his machete. Jeff pulled out the knife and stabbed Jason in the solar plexus, before backing off to heal. Jason was allowing himself to heal as well, when Eyeless Jack started lacerating his back, removing his organs one at a time. Jason didn't notice.

Jeff started chuckling at the ridiculousness of the scene before him. Eyeless Jack had removed both of Jason's kidneys, one of his lungs, his liver, his large intestine, and his pancreas, and was reaching for his heart. As soon as he touched it, however, he began to experience a unexplanable urge to immediately eat it. He bit out at it, but the moment he came close to his heart, Jason noticed.

Jason swung around with his machete, lopping off one of Jack's arms, and realized that half of his torso was on the ground. He stepped back, in mild surprise, and didn't notice Jeff coming back up from behind, who stabbed him in the small of his back. Jason struck out with his bare hand, throwing the white-faced killer through the air once again.

Eyeless Jack charged with the claws on his remaining hand and razor-sharp teeth, and slashed Jason across the chest before biting into his neck, nearly beheading him. Jason had had enough, and pulled Jeff's knife out of his back and stabbed Jack with it repeatedly, before snapping his neck and breaking his head off of his torso.

### KO! Creepypastas- 4/5

As Eyeless Jack lost his life, a lone figure in the woods, hunched over and malformed, muttered- "Jassson..."

Jeff stepped back, surprised at the brutal death of his comrade, and the fact that Jason was already half-healed from the massive wounds that had been inflicted on him by the creepypasta killers. He realized that this would be harder than he expected. He decided to stab right for the skull.

He attacked Jason viciously with his knife, stabbing, as he planned, for the head. "Go to sleep!"

Jason countered, and eventually got off a lucky stab because Jeff's knife, his third he had used, curiously, was caught in Jason's mask. Jason stabbed Jeff through the underside of his chin and into his brain, snapping back his machete, breaking Jeff's neck in the process, and then stabbing through his spine. Jeff survived, but was knocked unconscious.

Jason dragged Jeff's body through the woods, and picked him up near a large tree. He ripped off both of Jeff's arms and then pinned him to the tree with his own knife, and stalked off. Nearby, he was stalked by two figures, each unaware of the presence of the other. Unbeknownst to one of them, Jason was fully aware of his presence, and began walking slowly toward his hiding spot.

"Uh, oh, looks like little Jason want's to play a game. This will be fun!"

**Laughing Jack,** his scarred, grey, terrifying face a mess of small scratches and face-paint, stepped out of the shadows to face Jason. Jack stretched his rubberlike arms toward Jason, claws extended, and slashed at his chest. Jason tried to block with his arms and machete, but was unable to.

"HEHEHEHE! Are you having fun yet? But you are very pretty, you should stop hiding behind your toys!"

Jack grabbed at Jason's mask and machete, pulling them both away from him, and Jason, now revealed, felt a touch of rage, a very rare thing. He loved those "toys," and he wasn't going to let this *clown* take them from him. He started walking a little faster.

"Ooh, you look worse than me! That isn't a problem though. I will still play with you, no matter how ugly you are!"

Jason began walking a bit quicker.

"My, my, isn't that uncharacteristic! Your mother and I were actually quite good friends! She was a very nice woman! I knew her in Hell. Aah, isn't it nice when someone is exactly where they belong..."

At this point, Jason was incredibly enraged. Not only had this freak taken his mask and machete, he had also poked fun at his *mother!* Jason, at this point, and for the first time in his life as a zombie, began to *run.* He charged at Laughing Jack with his fists raised, and punched him in the face.

He then grabbed Jack, held him over his head, and ripped him in half. Jack's lower and upper body both turned to black smoke and regenerated a few yards away.

"Well, *that* wasn't nice!"

Jason picked up his machete, grabbed his mask, put it back on, and set out to brutally kill his second-least favorite person.

*Meanwhile, a few hundred yards away...*

Jeff the Killer was finally regenerating from his wounds. His arms were barely stumps, and he was still pinned to the tree, but he was regaining consciousness. He looked up. And he saw *him.*

"No... No. No! NO! ***NO!!!"***

Jeff struggled, tried to escape, free his body, cover his eyes, look away, anything but this. But he failed. Finally, Jeff the Killer was no more.

### KO! Creepypastas- 3/5

*Back at Jack and Jason's fight, near Crystal Lake*

Jason swung his machete, constantly slicing Jack's limbs and torso, but Jack just regenerated. Jack, on the other hand, was able to do no damage to Jason, and wasn't enjoying being repeatedly lacerated, so he fled. Jason followed, slowly, some of his rage abated. However, after Freddy, this clown was still his least-favorite person.

Jason followed after him until Jack found himself stuck between a Crystal Lake and a hard place. Namely, Jason. He searched the deepest corners of Jason's mind and found his hydrophobia.

"Do you like tag, Jason? Catch me if you can!"

Jack turned entirely to black smoke and floated across the lake. Jason stepped up the the lake's banks and hesitated. He stood at the lake, staring at Laughing Jack for what seemed like an eternity. He then silently turned away and walked off.

"Phew. I was tired of playing with him anyway."

*Ki, Ki, Ki, Ma, Ma, Ma*

Jack walked off into the woods, glad that the fight was over. He never heard Jason coming. Jason, somehow right behind him, slashed downward, slicing him down the middle. He then simply hacked the pieces of Jack's body into piece after piece, until he was sure Jack couldn't regenerate.

### KO! Creepypastas- 2/5

There he went. Jason felt a touch of sadness. He had no one to hate. He then felt a feeling of intense... peace. Much like he had felt after finishing the earlier massacre. Jason decided he had had enough of killing. His mother had been avenged enough. He was done. Fate wasn't having it. He still had two more kills to pull off.

Jason walked off, trying to find a good hidden place to rest. He found a nice cool cave, and lied down once again.

"Jassson..."

Jason sat up.

"Jaaaasssssoooon..."

Jason stood up and grabbed his machete. Another one. He was suddenly attacked from behind by a hideous naked creature, **The Rake.** Jason struggled to reach the Rake, as it was attached to his back. It grabbed at his neck with it's claws, spun, and snapped it. Jason fell and the Rake dragged him away to feed.

Jason suddenly grabbed the monster and slammed it against the ground, before getting up and simply snapping his neck back into place. He debated whether to go back for his machete, and decided not to at the moment, figuring that he didn't need it.

The Rake dashed at him clawing at his throat and eyes. Thankfully for him, Jason's freakishly durable mask was strong enough to prevent him from being blinded, and he countered with a punch that sent the Rake flying.

Jason stalked over to the seemingly dead Rake, and stepped on it. It instantly leapt up and tore at his leg. Jason, not surprised in the least, simply increased the pressure he placed on the body of the Rake, beginning to crack it's ribs. The Rake began to panic. This wasn't it's plan.

The helpless creature slashed brutally at the leg of the Crystal Lake Killer, finally splitting all the muscles and leaving the leg useless. The Rake leapt backward and stared Jason in the eye. Jason didn't react, simply holding back and waiting for his leg to heal. The Rake stared with more intensity, but nothing happened. This had never happened before.

Jason, deciding that his leg had sufficiently healed, stepped at the Rake. He grabbed at it by the arms and tore one off, before ripping it in half at the waist. He took it by the other arm and began repeatedly slamming it into the ground with massive force, before he took it up by the throat, snapped it's neck, and smashed it's skull into the ground, shattering it and splattering it's brains. The Rake was no more.

### KO! Creepypastas- 1/5

Jason walked outside the cave, now convinced that there must be one more. There was always a leader. As he stalked through the forest, he stepped into a clearing and saw him. **Slenderman.** The two tall killers stared each other down silently, before a shadow from a tree suddenly moved quickly, enveloping Slender, and he disappeared. Jason walked away silently. And he heard it.

"Jason! Jaaason! Are you there honey? I have been looking for you for so long! Please come to me, my son!"

Jason was, for the first time in his life, absolutely shocked. His mother??? She had been dead for so long... But he could never forget her voice. He ran toward the voice, which seemed to be coming from the direction of Crystal Lake. Jason got to the bank and looked around. Where was she? WHERE WAS SHE???

Then he saw *him.* Slenderman stood at the water's edge, calling out in the voice of his mother. Jason had never even conceived the *idea* of one disrespecting his mother so greatly! His rage was completely unmatched. He looked at Slender, and the ultimate creepypasta wheeled out his big guns.

Jason was suddenly struck in the head by an unseen force, and began to become dizzy, and lose focus, and then consciousness. Jason fell to his knees, and then to his face. Jason was dead, a victim of Slender's ultimate attack.

Slenderman, satisfied with the death of Jason and his other rivals, turned away, but spun back around at hearing a blast of lighting and the boom of thunder. Jason lived! The Crystal Lake Killer arose from the dead, getting back up in a great rage, and thus began the true battle.

*Ki, ki, ki, ma, ma, ma.*

### FINAL BATTLE- BEGIN!

Slender and Jason stared each other down, before Jason started moving slowly in the direction of Slenderman. Fog began to fill the area, blacking out the two fighter's vision of each other, courtesy of Slender. Slenderman teleported behind Jason, but was surprised to see that Jason wasn't there.

He was, on the other hand, standing partially behind a tree a few meters away. Jason began walking toward Slender, machete at the ready. Slenderman looked behind him and saw Voorhees advancing, and shot out two of his tendrils to attack Jason.

Jason began swinging his blade at the black tentacles, but they evaded his strikes while countering with their own, slowly but surely harming Jason faster than he could heal, every strike introducing two  new wounds, while only one healed. The tendrils than picked up the Crystal Lake Killer, and threw him into the distance, outside of Slender's line of sight.

*Ki, ki, ki, ma, ma, ma.*

Slender moved silently but quickly in Jason's direction, but was surprised to be attacked by Jason, suddenly standing inches in front of him, simply stepping out from behind a tree. Slender took a minor scratch from the machete, and began to bleed black ooze, but countered efficiently with his tendrils, double-impaling Jason through the torso.

Slender took Jason and repeatedly slammed him against the ground, cracking several bones, and then smacked him against the ground hard enough to dislodge him. The slasher got to his feet as if nothing had happened, and stepped a few feet to the side, hiding his tall frame behind a nearby tree.

*Ki, ki, ki, ma, ma, ma.*

Slenderman peeked his head behind the tree, but was not surprised at all that Jason was suddenly gone. He could play this game too.

*The sound of static is heard- '**kchsh***

Jason looked up from where he had just teleported, and saw Slenderman before him. Slender would have smiled, had he had a mouth, and looked a bit to the side, hearing a noise. Jason was there. Jason opened his eyes, and saw Slenderman looking right back at him.

*Ki, ki, ki, ma, kchsh-kchsh-kchsh*

The creepypasta and the slasher were both experiencing quite a bit of consternation. Wherever the one looked, the other was, just staring at them. Evidently, they both had had the same plan. Jason was fed up. He wasn't having it.

Slender teleported again, but didn't see Jason. How had he evaded him? He looked around.

*Ki, ki, ki, ma, ma, ma.*

That *sound* again. Slender had learned to hate that sound. He stalked silently around, when suddenly Jason attacked from behind him. Jason swung his machete, slicing the end off of one of Slenderman's tendrils, and waving it at Slender himself.

The Creepypasta wasn't about to let that happen, and attacked Jason with several tendrils, attacking all at once. Jason was being overwhelmed, and realized that he would have to take a risk to escape. He lifted his machete above his head- and threw.

The blade sliced through the air, severing one of the tendrils and lodging itself in Slenderman's chest, injuring him rather badly. Jason then practically *waded* through the tentacles, getting sprayed by black blood in the process, and grabbed two of the tentacles by the roots, *ripping* them out of Slender's back.

Slenderman was enraged, and did something a bit uncharacteristic, reaching out with his arms and bodily picking up the Crystal Lake Killer, throwing him onto his extended tendrils, *triple*-impaling him this time, just as Jason was healing from the earlier wounds.

Slender then tore his tendrils apart, tearing off huge pieces of Jason's torso. Jason reached out desperately, taking hold of his machete and pulling it out of Slenderman's torso, causing another prodigious spouting of black ooze. He then sliced another tendril and caught Slender in a bear hug, and began to crush him.

Slender realized that even with all of his tendrils and limbs, Jason was simply stronger, and he couldn't get out on his own. He tried something new. He stepped back a few feet, then a few more, eventually stepping into Crystal Lake. Jason didn't panic, but did begin to consider backing off.

No.

Jason Voorhees wasn't giving up. Not against the one who had been so disrespectful to his mother. He would make him pay. They submerged. Jason didn't let go.

*Ki, ki, ki, ma, ma, ma.*

Slender fought back with all of his strength. Jason didn't let go.

*Ki, ki, ki, ma, ma, ma!*

Slenderman stabbed viciously, dealing massive damage to Jason with his tendrils and drove his long fingers into his wounded torso. Jason didn't let go.

*Ki, Ki, Ki, Ma, Ma, Ma!*

Slenderman dove deep into Jason's subconscious, and found a weakness, one hidden even deeper than his hydrophobia. His heart. Slender freed a single tendril, and stabbed, at the same time striking out at Jason's mask, cracking it down the middle.

Jason, stabbed through the heart, the only thing he really needed to live, released his grip on Slender, lost consciousness, and began to drift away.

In his mind, Jason saw them. He saw his mother, his dear mother. He saw Freddy Kruger, the only one before now who had been able to come close to matching his strength. He saw Ginny Field, the first person he had ever failed to kill. And he saw himself... *before.*

His mother spoke.

"Dear, you wouldn't give up now! Not after what that... *thing* has done! You couldn't."

Then came Ginny.

"Jason. You aren't really a monster. You want to give up your rampaging. Make one final kill, and prove it."

He spoke himself.

"I'm dead Jason. You're left. Make sure people don't forget us."

Finally, the scarred face of Freddy Kruger, floating in his subconscious, spoke up.

"C'mon, fuckface, if there is one thing I've learned... it's that you can't kill Jason, bitch! Get up!"

Slenderman, satisfied that he had finally killed the slasher, walked off into the woods, still dripping blood, his body broken and bleeding, and most of his tendrils severed.

*Ki, ki, ki, ma, ma, ma.*

*Jason lived!*

Slenderman turned around, having realized that Jason was still a threat. Had he been at all capable of emotion, he would have felt fear.

*Ki, ki, ki, ma, ma, ma.*

Jason stepped silently out of the water, and began slowly walking toward Slender.

*Ki, ki, ki, ma, ma, ma.*

He took one step, and then another, and then another, and then another. Slenderman prepared himself.

*Ki, ki, ki, ma, ma, ma.*

Jason raised his machete and swung as Slenderman shot his two remaining tendrils at Jason. The slasher managed to sever one of the with his blade, but the other struck right in between the two pieces of his mask, still attatched to his face, and drove in, nearly piercing his skull. Jason wasn't having it.

He grabbed the black tendril and physically pulled it out of his face, and then pulled it *toward* him, yanking Slenderman closer with every pull, despite the creepypasta's every attempt to avoid it. Jason grabbed him and held him over his head, before slamming him down on his knee with enough force to break Slender's back. Even he has a spine.

*Ki, ki, ki, ma, ma, ma.*

Jason then held Slenderman by the top of the head, staring him in the "eyes." He raised his machete. The strike fell. Slender's body hit the ground, but his head was still in Jason's hand, with both ends of the neck spouting the creepypasta's black blood like gory fountains. Jason threw the head over his shoulder, and walked quietly away into the woods. No human would ever see him again. He would still miss the mask, though.