Delusional Maid [Non-Canon]

[Chewy Rabbits]

From where Jason had been laying prone on the ground, he had managed to catch every glimpse of the ensuing battle. His memories were still somewhat jumbled around. But whether that was due to Relius's machinations or all of the damage the cyborg undead had endured was up to debate. But he had never seen this form of Terumi before. If he had used it the first time they fought then their might not have been enough left of Jason to even regenerate. But for as much as Jason despised Terumi, he also wasn't too fond of the vampire child. Despite being a mass murderer with a bodycount in the hundreds, Jason had some loose set of morals. He wouldn't harm animals and he wouldn't harm children. But this vampire clearly had a lot more to her than the average child Jason encountered. She also had no reservations about hurting him so Jason wouldn't hold back. But this power of hers was a kind that Jason hadn't seen before. Digging his fingers into the ground around him, Jason pushed himself up into a sitting position. It wasn't the most comfortable with his body still covered in wounds as it were. But staying like he had been might have only involved him getting caught up in this ferocious battle.

As the battle continued to rage on, Terumi leaped back digging his pole arm across the ground. All the while leaving a deep crevice in the ground from where it's blade had been pulled along the surface. The first slash had missed slicing Remila in two like Terumi had intended but the sheer force behind the swing had left the 'slash' continuing to soar through the air. Until it smashed straight into a wall and died out. But the wall hadn't come out entirely unscathed having a massive hole in it.

Twirling the pole arm around, Terumi planted the end of it firmly into the ground as he glanced over at Remila.

"Do you see it now, brat? This weapon, no this armor is what'll be the end of you! No more games, no more dealing with you being a constant thorn in my side! Gone! Wiped away! Starting..Now!"

Before Terumi could fully swing the weapon once more however, he heard Remila call out some words and suddenly a red chain was lashing out towards him. Swinging the pole arm with such accuracy, Terumi sought to slice the chain into pieces before it even got close enough to break through his armor and impale him. In dealing with the chain however, it had left Terumi too preoccupied to deal with the energy wave tearing through the ground and heading his way. Holding his polearm out in front of him, Terumi braced for impact. The energy wave smashed into him and the ground trembled under the strain of the power Terumi was giving out to prevent the wave from sending him flying back. Even armored up as he was, this brat's abilities were still more than he was expecting her to dish out.

"I'm..Not..Losing...NOT...TO...YOU!"

Digging his feet into the shattered remnants of the ground beneath him, Terumi held up his polearm. Letting out a vicious cry he swung it at the wave of energy.

With enough force behind it to hopefully disperse the wave and get one more threat off his plate. Although it would not have come without a great deal of strain to Terumi's own body. But then a familiar name escaped from Remila's lips and his face grimaced behind the helm of his armor. That spear had caused him quite the deal of trouble the last time he fought Remila and he had Jason to back him up in that case. As the spear soared through the air at him, Terumi spread his feet apart once more and swung the polearm to meet the spear head on. Sparks could have been seen coming from the polearm and it seemed like Terumi would have been able to knock the spear off course. But it wouldn't be so easy. The spear's trajectory was indeed manipulated but it'd only be moved to such a point that it tore through Terumi's right side and continued sailing onwards.

The darkness that made up the section of that unit began to dissipate as blood could have been seen dripping onto the ground. The last time this technique had been used, Terumi had not been keen on taking it on. Even with his armor buffering him as it had been, the attack still wasn't worth taking head on. Having been able to only alter it's course and even slightly at that, Terumi watched as Remila still wasn't finished. But this is just what he wanted! The closer she got, the easier it'd be for him to end this! Raising his polearm above his head, Terumi swung it downwards.

"IT'S OVER!"

But the attack would never come. For the polearm dissipated into nothingness before it touched the vampire. Terumi couldn't believe what he was seeing. Had this been an unforeseen side effect of clashing with the Gungir Spear? Had it put too much strain on his own weapon? Ah, well so be it! He'd just make another-

Too late.

Remila's spinning form smashed into him and sent him skidding across the ground. All the while digging away at his armor. But even without a weapon, he refused to be beaten like this! Forcing his hands downward, he sought to stop Remila's momentum by grabbing her waist from either side and if successful? He'd smash her into the ground with as much force as he could muster!

@Kaykay



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[Kaykay]

Her combination attack was, in the end, successful. Not every strike had hit, but she'd landed her last attack right on! Now it was a simple matter of drilling through and ending everything right here and now. Yet she couldn't finish the job. He'd caught her in the midst of her attack! How could that be? Caught by surprise, Terumi had little trouble sending her crashing into the ground, the floor exploding from the combined force of her interrupted attack and Terumi's slam.

"Guh!"

Okay, that didn't go according to plan. That was annoying. So very annoying. Deftly flapping her wings and pushing off the ground, Remilia created some distance between the two of them again and put herself back on her feet. Her eyes ran up and down Terumi as she attempted to assess how effective her assault had been. Gungnir had done some decent damage, but otherwise he seemed unphased. This was going to be a long fight. Well, that was fine by her. Giving up on flashy attacks, the vampire held both of her arms at her side and stretched out her wings. This time, she didn't plan to give away the intent of her attack before going for it.

And as she was ready to rush back in, a storm of knives surrounded her enemy.

"Sakuyaaa, this is my fight, isn't it?"

"...Sorry, milady, but this doesn't appear to be a duel. This is a fight, and in this case, please allow your servant fight by your side."

"Fine, fine. Let's get him together, then!"

With the two girls fighting side by side, any chance of losing left their minds. The two of them were practically unstoppable. At least, that was a good mindset to take into battle. However Terumi dealt with the rain of knives, both figured that wouldn't be enough to stop him. The two didn't plan to let up the assault whatsoever. Stopping time once more, Sakuya prepared a fair number of knives.

Another simple barrage of knives flew in Terumi's direction. But while those would try to hold his attention from the front, suddenly Remilia would attempt to deliver a powerful chop to the back of Terumi's neck!

During the time stop, Sakuya didn't simply prepare more knives, she'd also moved her mistress around to the side of the fight to make it easier for her to flank the armored foe. All while the maid held his attention on her with her flashy knife attacks.

"Gotcha!"

@T.O.M.​

 

[Chewy Rabbits]

Having successfully smashed Remila into the ground, Terumi leaped back and drew Ouroboros. The sickly green chain lingered around Terumi's person as he clenched his right hand closed. This brat had grown to be too much for Terumi to stomach! She had damaged his armor and just wouldn't stay down! Quite ironic given that's how most people viewed dealing with Terumi. But if she refused to stay down then he'd just have to keep tearing away at her. Until there was nothing left of the little whelp to stand up to him anymore. As Sakuya decided to step in, Terumi cackled behind his helmet.

"You want to jump in too, huh? Enough of being the bystander? Well that works out just fine.."

As Sakuya threw a storm of knives at Terumi, the villain didn't seem to pay it much attention. Or at least until the knives were about to make contact. Lashing out with Ouroboros, the knife-chain swung outwards to knock as many of the knives away as he could.The few that managed to make it through were simply swatted aside by Terumi himself.

"Kill two birds with one stone!"

Holding his right hand up, another orb of darkness formed in the palm of his hand. Jutting in rapid directions it'd finally solidify into another polearm. Gripping it tightly as it dropped downwards, he'd sense Remila coming up behind him and quickly turned on his heel. With his intent being clear enough. He'd slice this vampire brat in half at the waist and end all of this!

"Die!"

Right before Terumi's weapon hit flesh however...

Blood splattered over Terumi and Remila as the polearm was stopped dead in it's tracks. All thanks to the zombie who currently had half of said polearm wedged hrough the right half of his torso, having been stopped right before it cleaved him in two. Having been content to simply sit on the sidelines as this battle was far beyond his ability to even keep up let alone get involved in himself. But at the slightest opportunity that Terumi might have won? Jason could no longer stand idly by, damaged by battle as his body was. One of the few benefits to Reilus's construction of his body however was the increased durability it brought. To the point where the metal half could stop even Terumi's blade.

"..."

"..Couldn't wait your turn, huh?" Terumi growled before seeking to rip the polearm out from Jason's side. However strong Jason's durability might have been? He was still like a child standing against a grown man when it came to confronting Terumi as he was now. Bits of metal and flesh were flung through the air as Terumi turned his attention back to Remila. Jason was nothing more than a pest to him at this point. One he'd take great pleasure in crushing once the real threats were taken care of. But one thing that Terumi could never understand was the Crystal Lake Killer's sheer tenacity. Even the hands of death could not keep him from rising from his grave to continue punishing sinners. Neither would Terumi and whatever weapons he may have at his dispoal. Which is why enduring the pain the weapon had effected on his metallic/organic frame, his hands lashed outward, gripping onto Terumi's shoulders as tightly as he could. All the while subtly moving to position himself in front of Terumi.

Annoyed by Jason's persistence and consistent interference in his current bout, Terumi lashed out with Ouroboros. The knife avoiding the hassle of digging through Jason's metallic parts and simply going underneath his mask and through the bottom of his chin and coming out through the top of his head. But still Jason's grip held firm and there was a reason for that. As simple as Jason may have been he knew full well that he couldn't kill Terumi. At least not with his own two hands. But this strange girl and the other woman who followed her could.

"GET! OFF! ME!"

Terumi roared punctuating each word for emphasis as he used his free hand to continually wail on Jason. Hopefully Remila took the hint that Jason was providing and finished this off before Terumi removed Jason from his path.

@Kaykay
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[Kaykay]

"Wait, what?"

Remilia hadn't expected this man to see her surprise attack. It wasn't like she was taking it easy, and Sakuya had even used her time stop! Between those two, there should have been no foe that the attack wouldn't at least hit. Even Aya should've had to struggle with this kind of attack between Remilia's speed and Sakuya's time stop and knives. Had he simply predicted it? He had seen their abilities once before, after all.

Sakuya had been just as surprised. Her knives were both accurate and plentiful, and her repositioning of her mistress had been done in literally an instant. Yet he could still react in the small bit of time he did have. That didn't matter now, though. She had to do something! But the swing was too fast, and the distance between the two combatants was too short. The attack would complete before she could stop time again. The maid could only prepare a knife and hope to throw it with enough speed!

Until their previous "foe" rose up and took Terumi in a hold. ...Why? Why had he done that? If anything, they were planning to fight him next if he was up to it, or just leave the rest of the injured party. Not that they were complaining. Seemed for one thing going wrong, something else had to go right. Such was fate, no?

"Stay on him, just like that...!"

The vampire wasn't going to mess up a second time. She knew when to call it quits on the messing around. It wasn't like she wasn't serious before, but she still subconsciously underestimated her opponent as a mere human. His power was enough to rival hers. That was a big mistake that she wouldn't make twice!

A blue diagram was summoned at her back. It was the kind of thing one would expect from a vampire, witch, or anything else associated with magic. And of course, its use was magical in nature. She unleashed an incessant hail of energy blasts upon Terumi! The surrounding areas weren't safe either, just in case he planned to quickly move out of the way of the blasts. She had absolutely no concern for her surroundings as she released enough blasts to level a mansion!

But that wasn't enough. He'd proven he was worthy of going all out on, and perhaps a bit more. Pressing her hands together, a small blue ball appeared between them, sparkling with energy. This blast was more powerful than the random blasts whose numbers made it look like a danmaku fight. Remilia was going to seriously pile on the damage!

"Take this!"

Yet that still. Wasn't. Enough. There would be absolutely no chance of Terumi making a comeback! Remilia raised her arm and once more pulled forth her spear, planning to finish this by her own hands!

And with it, she dashed at full speed towards the whelmed foe, aiming to stab right through his head.

@T.O.M.​

 

[Chewy Rabbits]

"Damn it, I said...GET OFF!"

Managing to wrench one of his hands free from the hold Jason was putting on him, Terumi swung the pole arm once more. Sliding through the already shredded metal like a hot knife through butter, Terumi met a slight bit of resistance as he worked his way through the rest of Jason's body. Emphasis on slight as this time? The polearm came all the way through the zombie's waist. Innards and the like flopped out to the ground with a sickening wet sounding plop. Without an upper torso attached to it, Jason's legs shuddered involuntarily before bucking of their own accord and collapsing backwards.

But Jason had been through much worse. Not just on this plane of existence but during his time in Hell, the son of Pamela Voorhees had undergone torture that would make the most stoic of men cry out. Yet he stayed silent all the while, unflinching as his body was put through whatever punishment Hell's guardians decided to dole out for the Crystal Lake Killer. Which is why even as a sickly looking black blood was pouring out from the jagged looking slice at the bottom of Jason's severed upper torso, he kept his hands tightly gripped onto Terumi. He would see to it that this man met his end. He wasn't concerned at all about his own safety. He would come back, he'd always come back. He would just make sure that Terumi didn't!

Having been a witness to how seemingly indestructible Jason had appeared to be given their last battle, Terumi wasn't too surprised that a mutilation on this level hadn't done Jason in. It would have made taking him apart piece by individual piece all the more worth savoring. But not when Jason continued to be a pest like this! Just as Terumi was about to simply slice Jason into ribbons, he froze as he could see a storm of energy blasts coming his way. Letting out a rage filled roar, the blasts smashed into Jason and him. The blasts tore through what little there was of Jason's body and pelted Terumi's armor. Dents popped up left and right and Terumi's legs began to grow shaky. This girl as much as he was loath to admit it rivaled him if not in physical strength but sheer power output. Now, taking that and the dozens of blasts she was tossing his way.

In the midst of the blasts slamming into him however, Terumi reached up with his free hand to grip Jason by the throat. Of course the only sounds Jason would be making at this point were muted gurglings as blood flooded his windpipe. Not that an undead beast like Jason really needed to breath much in the first place. Digging his armor's fingers into the unprotected flesh, Terumi sought once more to pry Jason off his person. But even as blood ran down his neck, Jason refused to let go hanging on as if out of sheer spite. Which given that Jason had pursued Terumi to this world with the distinct purpose of murdering Terumi/Hazama for how the villain had treated him throughout their 'stay' at Beatrice's abode, might not have been too far off the mark.

The next blast however tested even Jason's limits. The blast rocked both zombie and bastard. Chunks of Terumi's armor began to dissipate as he struggled to maintain it. Jason's body was already mangled but that last attack left it even worse off. With bones exposed, muscle tissue burned away and his mask hanging on by a few metallic strands. His eyes were still filled with the same rage that most would be victims of Jason would see just before he slayed them. But they were growing heavy with all the pain his body was beginning to rack up and Terumi took notice. With one mighty pull, he'd yank Jason free from his person and flung him aside. The zombie's torso rolled along the ground with the force having enough to snap the strands holding his mask on. As Jason's body came to a stop, the mask flew off in an opposite direction. Bouncing off one of the nearby walls, the mask-heavily damaged as it was-clattered to the ground with smoke hissing off it from the sheer intensity of Remila's attacks.

But while Terumi may have finally rid himself of one nuisance, there wasn't much he could have done about the other one. The one that had rushed him while he'd been busy dealing with Jason with spear in hand. Having but a few precious seconds to react, Terumi shifted his polearm in front of him. Hoping for another stand off and eventual deflection like he'd been able to manage last time. But things wouldn't turn out so well in Terumi's favor this time. The spear collided with his polearm and snapped right through it. Much to Terumi's horror, the two severed halves of the polearm fell by the wayside before dissipating into nothingness. But he wouldn't have much time to think about anything else after that. On account of having a spear tip wedged firmly through his forehead.

His hands began to seize up as the spear finally made contact. So, this was truly the power that this vampire brat had at her disposal huh? The last few times Remila had used this technique, Terumi had avoided taking it head on. Preferring instead to try and deflect it if he could. To try and lessen the damage somewhat. But there would be no lessening this. The armor began to dissipate from Terumi's person and he could only stare straight ahead at the woman who had finally put him in his place.

...

And he grinned in defeat.

"You...got me...You fuckin got me..Heh. Wasn't...expecting this. But...looks like you won..."

Terumi's body began to rock back and forth to indicate that his time was short. Even with a spear coming through the front and back of his head. But Terumi still possessed enough cogitation to spit one last insult Remila's way.

"Enjoy your victory...For what it's worth....But I'll be back. I always come back.."

With that Terumi's body seemed to fall backwards, sliding off the spear as he collapsed to the ground. Upon hitting the ground however, Terumi's body seemed to vanish within a similar series of dark clouds. Like the ones that had heralded in the arrival of his armor. But a shadow could have been seen lingering on the closest wall to Remila and Sakuya, almost as if serving as a ominous warning.

"Heh..."

With Terumi's 'death' seemingly finally achieved, what became of the others gathered in this place? DeluKnight had been aware of the entire battle at hand. Once Remila grew serious however, it became too much for the Chairman to follow. Which is why he sought to depart right before Remila struck the final blow. He still struggled with containing memories that were not his own. But these were not his people, nor did he wish to further indulge anybody's craving for battle. He'd return to this Relius's lab, retrieve Malshina and go about his business..Which left Jason and Celicia/Tager. While the latter were still likely suffering from their own injuries sustained during the battle, Jason may have had it the worst.

Having been given quite the rough landing on account of Terumi hurling him away full force, Jason still managed to glimpse the final blow. He supposed there was one regret in all of this. That being that it'd been this vampire child's spear that went through Terumi's head instead of Jason's machete. But the deed was still done and that was all that really mattered. Terumi had mentioned something about coming back. If that were the case than Jason would be waiting for him, everytime until Terumi stayed gone. But he supposed there was one still great issue plaguing him. With missing his entire lower torso and a multitude of other wounds, Jason wasn't going anywhere in a hurry let alone Crystal Lake.

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[Kaykay]

They'd won. Of course, it wasn't unexpected. Of course they'd won. Remilia was invincible, and with Sakuya she was invincible...er. Or something. Point was, Terumi didn't have a chance! He could talk of coming back or whatever, but he was just talking big. Remilia would believe it when she saw it.

"We did it!"

The vampire cheered and grabbed Sakuya's hands, dancing around in a little circle in victory.

"We did it, we did it, we diiiid iiit~"

"As expected from milady. Beautiful job as always."

"Hmm, how should we celebrate, Sakuya? We could throw a party at the mansion, or maybe make a rocket again! Though I'm actually a little hungry, maybe you could prepare a feast! Oh, no, what if we went to the sea! There's not really any seas in Gensokyo after all. Though, there might not be any wherever this is in the outside world either. Hmm..."

Sakuya could only chuckle as her mistress made all of these suggestions. In the end, she'd probably say something like "Ahh, all of these are too much of a pain, I'm gonna go to sleep" before waking up and complaining that she was bored. But that was just how the vampire girl was. Actually, what they had just done had nothing to do with what they had originally come here to do, yet here they were celebrating like they'd just finished some grand quest or something.

As long as Remilia was satisfied, though, Sakuya couldn't care less. Whatever celebration she chose, if any, was perfectly suitable for the occasion of her mistress's good mood.

"You there, would you like to join us?"

Remilia was pointing at the mutilated corpse of Jason Voorhees. Despite fighting him earlier, she didn't really hold anything against him. Whatever it was to him, to her it was just a fun little battle to pass the time with. In that regard, he was almost more like a play buddy than an enemy. The main problem being how terrible it was to look at him, but that couldn't be helped.

"Hm, I suppose he did just help us, so it would only be fair to return the favor. In that state you will not be going anywhere anytime soon, no?"

"Exactly! So, I'm extending this gracious offer to you just this once! Be grateful..." Remilia had to pause as she forgot his name. No matter how hard she racked her brain, she couldn't remember.

"...Jason?"

Fortunately, Sakuya had been paying more attention to the little details like these.

"Ah! Yeah, that's it! You want to come? Yes? Alright, let's go!"

"Where to, milady?"

"Huh? Back to the mansion, of course!"

With or without Jason's will, they decided they'd take him back. Maybe repair him or something. Could he just regenerate this damage off? Maybe, but if he could it was taking a very long time. After a bit of trial and error on Sakuya's part, she finally managed to open a hole in space-time to take them back to Gensokyo. It wasn't directly to the mansion, but it was close enough. Picking up Jason, the duo walked back to their home...

Meanwhile, Celica woke up from her wounds. It had been a rather light injury after all. She called Kokonoe to pick them up, with Terumi nowhere to be found. Even his signal was gone. Neither she nor Tager knew what had become of him, but as long as he didn't return, it would be alright. For now.

And as Sakuya and Remilia flew over Gensokyo, they accidentally dropped him by a certain river where a certain species of Yokai lived.

"Oops."

@T.O.M.​

 

[Chewy Rabbits]

Sakuya was indeed right on the money. Missing his lower torso as he was, Jason wouldn't be getting anywhere in a hurry. A thick trail of blood continued to ooze out as Jason tried to crawl towards the way Terumi and him had come in. Perhaps he'd be able to find Crystal Lake that way. He certainly wouldn't find it in here. But before Jason could get any further, his crawling came to an abrupt stop as Sakuya and Remila appeared before him. If Jason had a lower torso which he'd use to stand up with, this conversation likely wouldn't have been as amicable as it was. Despite the fact that Remila didn't seem to consider him an enemy of any kind, Jason didn't have any inclination to kill her. Not that he could even attempt to given his current disposition. But listening to them talk wouldn't get him home either. So as the maid and vampire continued to chatter away, Jason continued to try and crawl away.

That was until he heard them offer to take them back to their world. To celebrate it seemed? One might have found it hard to tell given Jason's murderous disposition but he wasn't one for celebrating or anything having to do with a good time. In fact it's usually when Jason showed up that the good times ended. But continuing to ignore the two didn't seem like it'd get him anywhere quick. So the zombie stayed right where he was as Sakuya and Remila continued to chatter and chatter. Such things were beyond Jason's scope of caring. But as Sakuya finally got around to crafting a portal for them to go through, Jason noticed one thing he simply couldn't leave behind.

Which was the shredded remains of his hockey mask. It'd been terribly damaged in the battle with Terumi which given Jason's current state was an understatment. But he still refused to leave without it. Crawling as fast as he could, Jason picked up his mask and clutched it to his chest before being picked up by Sakuya. As they went through the portal, Jason's one eye resided on the remnants of Terumi/Hazama's universe before the portal closed behind them closing off that world forever to Jason. Or at least for now anyway. Not that Jason had any great inclination to go back. If Terumi did come back in lieu of his dying words than Jason would find some way, somehow to put him down again. No matter the cost.

Still, as he was being flown through the air Jason couldn't help but feel some sense of familiarity. Gazing down at the trees below them, Jason recalled how the trees back in Crystal Lake blew with the wind, how his would be-victims often tried to hide from him using the trees as cover. But Jason wouldn't have it. He'd uproot the trees if necessary or stab them straight through the trunk of the tree.

There even seemed to be a lake. Like the same lake that he supposedly drowned in as a young boy. Or so the legends would have one believe in any case. It was where Jason was often trapped by his victims, the ones who could safely say they escaped from Jason Voorhees. But despite how similar this new world may have felt? It wasn't Jason's home and he didn't belong here. He wanted to go home. Not wherever Remila and Sakuya were taking him though it wasn't as if he had been given any say. But somehow those trees and lake seemed to be getting closer...And closer, too close in fact.

Blinking, Jason glanced over his shoulder and saw Remila and Sakuya getting further and further away. What had happened? The last thing he could recall was being carried by the maid-Wait, had she dropped him? Well, he supposed it was one way to escape their clutches. As he landed in the river with a resounding splash, Jason's mask floated along the water's surface while Jason himself closed his one eye in annoyance. The pain was absolutely nothing compared to what Jason had already been through. Though as he glanced up from the water to look at his surroundings, anybody who happened to be neaby would get a good look at the face of Pamela Voorhees's beloved son.

One side of his face appeared to be missing an eye entirely. Likely due to the damage inflicted upon him in the midst of the battle with Terumi. His cleft lip had exposed more of his gums and his gnarled teeth. One of his eyes also happened to be rolled up in it's socket, though it may also have just been Jason glancing up in annoyance. The wounds on the top and sides of his head also showed where the mask had previously been 'fused' to Jason's head.

Certainly not a pretty face to say the least.


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[Chewy Rabbits]

If nobody had disturbed him, Jason would have been content to simply float in that river for all eternity. Or at least until someone reasonable saw the somehow still living half corpse floating in the river. Thankfully, it wouldn't have been too long as a trail of black blood began to meld with the river's water and the inhabitants didn't take very kindly to this. The sound of a splash alerted Jason as he tried to look over see what was going on. But it was easier said than done as he tried to turn himself around only to get a finger jabbed right in his face.

"Hey mister! I don't know what's wrong with you but you're getting your icky blood all over our river! We happen to live in here y'know!"

Well, it wasn't as if Jason chose to get cut in half. Terumi was more powerful than any foe Jason had fought up to that point. Strong enough to contest the limits of Jason's regeneration. He also didn't happen to simply stumble upon this river by mistake. Having been silently abducted by the vampire girl and her maid, Jason had been dropped and ended up in this river as a result. Thus the finger being wagged accusingly in his face angered the zombie. Lashing out with his hand, the girl who'd pointed the finger nearly leaped out of the water with a frightened yelp. As it were she quickly swam back from Jason's attempted grab.

"H-HEY! KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELF, CREEP!"

This was quickly turning out to be a pretty poor day for Nitori Kawashiro. She had just wanted to meet up with the other Kappa and work out an invention plan she'd come up with. But then she noticed the water growing murkier and murkier and the taste of blood entered her mouth. But this wasn't any normal kind of blood. This was the blood that one might have seen if a corpse were to have been cut open or something! Eugh!

She didn't know what this guy's deal was. But she could tell he sure looked butt-ugly. The way his teeth and gums were twisted as they were, the cuts around his head. Not to mention the fact that oh he was split in half at the waist! The man didn't seem to be any worse for ware. So maybe he was a zombie or something? That'd be preeeety creepy if it was the case. Well first thing's first. She had to get him out of the water and then see where to go from there. As her backpack opened up, two mechanical arms with gloves at the end of them reached out and gripped onto either one of Jason's arms.

The zombie's face lit up in rage. Who was this child to treat him like this?! It wasn't through his own intentions that he had ended up in her river! If she hadn't bothered him, he likely would have found a way out of here. This may have been a body of water but it still wasn't Crystal Lake. Struggle as he would however, Jason couldn't break the kappa arms that were lifting him out of the river and flinging him onto land. He could go ahead and get his sticky black tar-like blood all over there rather than in her home! Returning the arms back to her backpack, Nitori sighed.

"I don't know who or what you are, Mister. But unless you're a really nasty prank then there's gotta be another reason you dropped from the sky. What's the big idea? Also..." Nitori swam over and leaned in to Jason's face. "..Are you a zombie?" She noticed how some of Jason's torso seemed to be made out of metal though it was heavily damaged. But if given enough time then she could totally make repairs to it and that's funny she could breath a minute ago.

"ACK!"

Jason was annoyed with this girl's antics and while he had a policy not to murder children due to sympathy to the plight of being a child, he'd at the very least throttle this brat for bothering him as much as she had been. Nitori's small body struggled in Jason's mighty grip as his gloved hand continued to close around her windpipe.

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[Kaykay]

How careless, accidentally dropping the not-so-little zombie creature into the river. Oh well, what was done was done. The maid and the vampire swooped down below in an attempt to hurry up and fix their mistake. Unfortunately, as they were in no particular hurry, by the time the duo reached the ground below he was already threatening...one of those kappa. Hm. That wasn't exactly any of their business, but it wouldn't feel right to just let the half-mutilated thing just strangle the youkai. Though perhaps if she was so weak so as to lose to the zombie in such a condition, she kind of deserved it.

"...Ahhhh, this is taking too long!"

Remilia lost patience before Nitori could be strangled to death. Grabbing Jason's arm and placing her other arm against Nitori's chest, the two were pried away by the small, powerful vampire.

"Hey you, do you just strangle everything you see? You're a zombie, aren't you? It's not like you need to eat them or anything, and if you're looking for brains, you picked the wrong target anyway! Even though I need to eat every so often I don't just go around grabbing every living creature I see. Are you stupid or something? ...Wait, you're a zombie, that's rather self-explanatory. Why did we even bring you here again?"

"Since he helped us at the last fight-"

"Yes, I know! But whatever. If you keep making a fuss it'll become an incident, and that pain in the rear shrine maiden is gonna be all over us! So don't act unless I say so, got it?"

While Remilia threw a tantrum at Jason's seemingly meaningless actions, Sakuya moved to Nitori, offering her a smile and hand if she needed one.

"Sorry about that. We only meant to bring him along for a quick celebration, not drop him into your home and cause trouble. Are you alright?"

There wasn't much Sakuya could do if she wasn't alright, but hopefully a one-handed choke hadn't done any substantial damage, even if a kappa wasn't exactly on a vampire's level. A kappa, huh? They were pretty good with making things and stuff. Maybe they could repair this Jason's body, or even make his brain less "hulking silent violent zombie" and more...anything that wasn't that. Just maybe. Sakuya herself didn't really know much about this kind of thing. However, the problem that Jason had just attacked the kappa remained, and saying it was an accident didn't exactly gloss that over.

Oh, of course. The sure-fire way to get a kappa to do anything. Pausing time, Sakuya made her way to the human village, grabbing a cucumber and leaving some money to pay for it before returning and resuming the flow of time. The maid held out the cucumber to Nitori.

"Here, a token of our apologies. But, as you can see, he was just in a bad state because of his current...condition. Could you please fix him? Only one of you kappa could fix him up properly, and I don't know what we'll do if you won't help us..."

@T.O.M.​

 

[Chewy Rabbits]

"Hey you, do you just strangle everything you see? You're a zombie, aren't you? It's not like you need to eat them or anything, and if you're looking for brains, you picked the wrong target anyway! Even though I need to eat every so often I don't just go around grabbing every living creature I see. Are you stupid or something? ...Wait, you're a zombie, that's rather self-explanatory. Why did we even bring you here again?"

Is what Remila's words would have sounded like to anybody who cared to hear them.

Jason, for better or for worse was not one of those people. Hence why her words ended up sounding more like-​

"Blah blah, blah? Blah blah blah blah! Blah blah blah blah blah blahblah!"

Jason had little interest in listening to Remila scolding him as if he'd been more of a disobedient child rather than an infamous serial killer. Even he didn't quite understand what he was but it never really mattered to him. He just kept coming back no matter what was done to him. No force on this earth or any world would keep him from fulfilling his mother's will. Which was to kill any sinner who got in his way. Watching as Nitori coughed up a storm to try and catch the breath that Jason had deprived her of, the zombie rolled onto his stomach and dug his elbows into the ground. He had worn out his patience with these two. He hadn't aided them in the battle out of the kindness of his heart but rather just to see Terumi finally fall because he wasn't strong enough to do it himself. Now, he was in another unfamiliar world with people he didn't care for.

He wanted to go home!

Digging his elbows into the ground, Jason began trying to crawl off. Ignoring Remila's lecture. All the while Nitori waved Sakuya's apologies on Jason's behalf.

"*Cough* Between you-me? He's not the strongest person to have done that kinda thing to me. But he's certainly the ugliest!" Reaching up a finger to her eye, she stuck her tongue out at Jason. "But, yeah that's fine and all I guess. You mentioned that he helped you guys with some kinda battle. Would at least explain why he's missing his legs and everything else below his stomach. Dunno if I'd want to bring something like him back. Least of all when he's getting that gross black blood stuff everywhere.." Nitori shuddered. "I was kind of fascinated about how this guy seems to be preeeety dead but still has some techy-parts in him! I was going to ask him about it but then I realize I can't breath. So, no thank you! He's your problem as far as I'm-"

*time stop*

"-I'm concerned and nothing will change my mind-Oh..."

Glancing from side to side, Nitori sheepishly took the cucumber from Sakuya. "...Thanks." She muttered under her breath before glancing over at Jason who was still trying to make his great escape. Which given he only had his arms dragging him across the ground wasn't much of an escape or all that great. Tapping her foot in thought, Nitori sighed. "I reeeeeeeally don't feel too inclined to help the gross zombie guy who nearly strangled me. But if being sliced in half is all that's ticking him off than I guess I can understand the hostility."

"...Just keep an eye on him to make sure he doesn't try anything again, okay? I appreciate you guys coming in for the save. But getting choked was not on my list of things to do today." Nitori muttered as she made her way over to Jason, basically cutting off his current crawling path. As the zombie slowly glanced up at Nitori, she glanced back down at Jason with cucumber in hand. "Hey. Not gonna try to kill me again, huh?"

Jason had zero inclination to heed this girl's words. But she was right in that regard he supposed. With Remila and Sakuya around, attempting to harm this one might have only brought more damage to him. Damage that while he could and would eventually heal from, it wouldn't do him any good and definitely wouldn't get him any closer to Crystal Lake. So he'd merely nod his head 'yes.' Pleased with the response, the arms from earlier reached out to grab Jason and lay him flat on his back with both of the kappa arms restraining Jason's own. He might have been pretty strong if his grip was anything to go by. But the arms should have hopefully kept him in check. Pulling off her backpack, she'd open it up and began digging around for tools on how to properly re-construct Jason's lower half.

"Now! This might hurt a little but given the state you're currently in? I imagine it won't be too much of a problem for you! But just letting you know beforehand, okay?" Nitori exclaimed cheerfully as she held her cucumber forward and began munching on it while continuing to rustle around for her tools. As Jason's lone eye continued to gaze around aimlessly, Jason noticed that his hockey mask was still floating around in the river. He couldn't let that go! His arms began to strain against the mechanical ones binding him to the ground. Noticing Jason's struggle, Nitori flopped onto her rear. "W-What's going on?! I haven't even started yet!"

Jason couldn't or simply chose not to speak. Nobody really understood why this was and Jason obviously wasn't going to explain himself. But he viciously nodded his head in the direction of the water. Raising an eyebrow, Nitori cautiously made her way over and saw Jason's shredded hockey mask floating in the water. Wondering just what kind of use a guy like Jason might have gotten out of this, Nitori grabbed it out of the river and shook it to get some of the water off as she walked back to Jason. It seemed the process by which Reilus had used to modify Jason's mask had faltered revealing the base hockey mask that the more 'high-tech' one had been molded around.

"..Well, I guess I have one reason why you might wear this thing.."

Not wanting to anger Jason further by calling him ugly again, she simply made her way over and slipped the hockey mask over his head. Damaged as it was, Jason didn't care one bit. He hadn't been able to retrieve his machete but he could at least keep his mask.

"..If you guys don't mind me asking. What kinda battle did you get in that involved this guy??"

@Kaykay

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[Kaykay]

Absorbed in hearing her own voice, Remilia had failed to notice Jason crawling away. Simply continuing to talk away as Sakuya apologized to Nitori for the trouble, all the while convincing her to help out.

Though speaking of repairs, Sakuya herself wasn't sure if repairing this creature was a good idea. The mistress seemed to have already forgotten, but it wasn't long ago that he had fought with them. If they repaired him, who knew what he'd do? Yet despite the risks, she requested his repairs. If he was going to be a guest at the mansion, he would have to be cleaned up. After all, even if he was a threat, certainly her mistress could simply put him down again if she got serious. Appearances took priority over a small possible nuisance like this.

The maid had decided to take a seat as the Kappa got to work. It wasn't like she knew anything about fixing a guy like this anyway, so she figured she might as well take a quick rest. Then she got a question that wasn't exactly unexpected. Anyone would want to know what they were doing with a guy like this. Maintaining a polite smile, Sakuya turned Nitori's way.

"It's a bit of a long story, so I suppose I'll tell you while you work on him."

No need to waste time and have her start listening to the story instead of working. Kappas got distracted easily, after all.

"Well, we decided to step out of Gensokyo for a little while. Soon, we found this being in a laboratory of some sort. Him and some other green-haired guy as well. The mistress fought them spectacularly until she grew bored of the lack of challenge. Then she came back for a rematch and completely outmatched them."

Not exactly the truth, but it made the mistress look better and gave Nitori all the information she actually needed.

"So, how's it coming along?"

Sakuya asked and tilted her head to get a better look at him.

"Ah, hey, where'd you go?!"

Remilia finally realized he wasn't really listening anymore.

Not that he really listened to begin with.

@T.O.M.

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[Chewy Rabbits]

Nitori listened to the explanation Sakuya had given as she continued to work on Jason. Who for all intents and purposes was as docile as he'd ever get. Although this girl seemed to be helping him, Jason was grateful to nobody. He wasn't grateful to Sakuya and Remila for not just leaving him as a living torso, he wasn't grateful to that one woman who believed him to be unwillingly working with Terumi. None of them were any less deserving of his wrath than the sinners who crossed his path. But injured as he was fighting them would only have damaged him further and he'd never get home. Besides, he'd been given his mask back. So his rage was lessened for the moment.

As Nitori continued to work on making a prosthetic lower torso for Jason, she wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead. The metal that had been attached to Jason's upper half was a kind that Nitori had never worked with. Which is why this entire operation was nothing more than a gamble. If Jason's body rejected the prosthetic then that was that.

"Alright! You've been pretty good for the most part! But I think I'm gonna need you to go to sleep for a minute! I'm going to be shoving some sharp instruments in you and I don't want you throwing a fit, okay? Sorry in advance!" (not really tho)

Confused by Nitori's statement, Jason began to struggle against the kappa arms once again. Realizing that if Jason got too upset he ran the risk of destroying the process Nitori had already gotten done. So in an act of quick thinking one of the arms released it's hold on Jason and the last thing the zombie saw was a metal fist smashing into his face. The hockey mask earned a crack down the middle and Jason's body shuddered from the impact but it at least meant that Nitori would be able to work in relative peace.

"Phew! You mentioned that Remila overwhelmed him huh? I gotta say for a guy who gets split in half, he's still got plenty of energy..."

But there wasn't much time for idle chit chat now. Not when Jason could have woken up at any second and continued struggling. Pulling a welder's mask out of her backpack, Nitori slipped it on over her face(and her hat!)and went to work. First digging away any shards of metal from Jason's upper half that were too badly damaged to salvage. The same went for any rotten flesh that was simply just too decomposed to be of any use. Then came the task of cleaning the flesh and blood to disinfect it and hopefully increase the chances that it wouldn't reject the new prosthetic Nitori had made for Jason. Which were special steel attachments that'd hopefully attach to Jason's waist without too much of a problem. With a special metallic-like substance that'd act as 'pants' for Jason to wear over the legs.

As it attached to Jason's waist, Nitori clapped her hands together.

"I think this'll work! All that's left to do is to wake the big guy up! And hope he doesn't wring my neck for knocking him out. heh heh..."

Jason wasn't too big on dreaming. Mostly because due to being an undead, he really didn't have much of a need for sleep. The only times it came to him where when he had enough tranquilizer in him to put down a humpback whale or he'd been struck with enough force. In this it was the latter and so all Jason could think about while he was lucid was how furious he was. He knew he was right. His mother always told him that there were no good people in the world and he made her proud by killing each and every one of them. This one had offered 'help' and then hurt him. Once he was awake he'd-

"...?"

"Hey, you're awake! Good, I was starting to get a little worried I hit you a bit too hard! Oh! Um, yeah I hope you aren't mad about that.."

Nitori muttered as Jason's one good eye finally fluttered open and he pushed himself up. Glancing downward he noticed what seemed to be legs and an entire lower torso for that matter. So this girl had done something for him after all? Too caught up in his awe, Jason struggled to his feet as Nitori shook her hands in a panic. "WHOA WHOA! Calm down there! Y-You can't just get up so fast! You-" Jason quickly wheeled and placed a hand atop Nitori's hat. The kappa froze and she slowly glanced up to look at Jason.

"I...I was going to give it a bit more time. To see if your body would reject the new prosthetic, y'know?"

Jason glanced down at Nitori with his 'dead' eye obscured by the angle of his hockey mask. But his good eye burned a hole through Nitori's very soul. It wasn't through namesake alone that Jason drove fear into the hearts of those who ventured near Camp Crystal Lake after all. But he wouldn't be taking this kappa's life. He'd squeeze her hat but begrudgingly removed his hand and roughly shoved her aside as he started to keep walking past her. He had reluctantly spared the kappa despite his earlier thoughts and how it went against what his mother probably would have wanted him to do. But with these new legs he could finally escape from this maid and her vampire friend.

For her part Nitori was very grateful Jason hadn't done more than frighten her. It was somewhat of a welcome reprieve after what Jason had done to her initially. Though she was left feeling a bit annoyed that the zombie hadn't even so much as thanked her for giving him the ability to walk again!

"Hey! A thanks would be nice y'know!"

Jason paused in his stride but didn't look back at Nitori. He had spared her life. That ought to have been all the thanks she needed. As Nitori waited for some kind of reply, she slowly noticed Jason's hands which were tighly balled up into fists. Indicating just how much her demand had annoyed him. Quickly holding up her hands, Nitori let out a nervous chuckle.

"Heh, heh...Don't worry about a thanks! I'm as happy as anyone else that you can walk again! I hope you have a great time wherever you end up! Hopefully nowhere near me again."

@Kaykay
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[Kaykay]

"Ah, thank you for repairing him. It would've been quite a hassle to take him back to the mansion in the filthy state he was in, not to mention unfitting. I'll have to apologize for his non-existent manners. Have a good day, Kappa."

"Finally! Now, let's go back! I've already grown bored of this river!"

With that proclamation, Remilia took flight again, grabbing Jason by the leg before soaring into the sky, carrying the killer around like a doll. It'd take forever if they decided to walk back and clearly he couldn't fly, so obviously that was the only option. Besides, perhaps, carrying him in a slightly more dignified way, but for a 500 year old vampire she could be surprisingly childish. Sakuya simply gave Nitori a slight bow before taking off after her mistress into the air. To the mansion they went.

Arriving in a timely fashion, Remilia simply dropped Jason from the air, leaving Sakuya to try to catch him and put him upright so that he wouldn't get any dirtier than he already was upon entering the mansion. Sometimes, the little vampire was a real handful. Not that Sakuya would complain.

"This way."
The maid opened the doors to the mansion, welcoming both its master and the strange guest into its walls. The fairy maids all hid at the sight of the guest, none of them wanting to incur the giant's wrath. Which, of course, left Sakuya to prepare everything as usual. Perhaps one day they would be useful. Once they were all inside the mansion, Jason either forced inside by Remilia or walking in on his own, she closed the doors and walked off to prepare some tea.

"Now, you brainless zombie, there are rules to being my guest! You won't break anything. That'd be a real pain in the butt for me to wait for Sakuya to fix it. Especially that TV thing she brought me. That thing was really nice! You can watch people on the other side of it as they entertain you! ...Oh, you also won't go anywhere without my permission! I'm already letting you stay here, so that's only natural, right? Don't go messing up the library, or interrupting Sakuya's tea-making, or trying to find my room, or anything! Oh, and..."

Remilia began droning on and on, having fun giving commands to someone who didn't usually stay at the mansion. Guests were fun! ....When they listened, and weren't stealing from her.

@T.O.M.​

 

[Chewy Rabbits]

Nitori simply smiled and waved as Remila and Sakuya made their way off with Jason in tow. Once they were out of earshot, Nitori grumbled under her breath. She had fixed up that rude zombie without so much as even a thanks from him! Maybe he was too stupid to talk given how he went to choking right as a greeting. Yeah, that was probably it. Welp, she might not have gotten any cash out of the deal but at least she got a cucumber and that was something she supposed. Taking another munch out of it, her arms retracted into her backpack and she dived back into the river. Glad to be as far away from hockey mask wearing zombies with anger issues as possible!

Jason for his part had thought he'd be done with Remila and Sakuya. The blue haired girl had given him the ability to walk again. So all that was left was to find a way home. What was so difficult about that? But suddenly everything turned upside down. What was going on? It took Jason a couple of seconds to realize he'd been yanked off his feet by the vampire. Unable to shake free of her grip even if he wanted to, Jason simply held onto his hockey mask to prevent it from falling off during the trip. Why did these two persist on dragging him along like this? He didn't care to be a guest at their mansion. He didn't need any kind of celebration over defeating Terumi. He was dead, Jason was glad and that was it. He could go back to Crystal Lake and things would be as they once were.

As Remila let go of him, Jason blinked as Sakuya swiftly caught him. Knives aside, she appeared to be stronger than Jason was expecting. To the point where it took Jason a moment to recollect himself as Sakuya helped stand him back on his own feet. Upon being face to face with the mansion however, Jason wasn't too impressed.

"..."

The Voorhees home hadn't exactly been dimes and riches. Pamela barely managed to keep down a steady enough job to keep her home, let alone take care of Jason's medical needs. Given his mother's urge to murder as her sanity continued to decline Jason didn't get to see too much of his home, barely leaving it before he supposedly 'drowned' at Crystal Lake. The kids would always taunt him, bully him, and in turn Jason could do nothing but take the abuse. These days no one abused Jason any more. But given he was a 6'6 rotting corpse with enough strength to rip people's limbs off and punch heads off, it's no real surprise. As he stepped inside, he noticed that there seemed to be others dressed similarly to Sakuya.

But they didn't seem too keen on approaching him. Not that Jason could particularly understand why. He had no intentions of harming them. That was unless they intended to harm him then he'd attack without mercy. But for now the fairy maids were simply a blip on Jason's radar and one he chose to blissfully ignore. Following after Remila, the zombie stopped and listened to what the vampire had to say-

Pfft.

Of course he didn't listen. But due to his hockey mask hiding any sort of bored expression from being seen, he could have stood there all day and Remila would have been none the wiser. But Jason wasn't planning on standing there all day. He didn't ask to be brought here and this was most certainly not his home! So as Remila continued to ramble on, Jason decided to take it upon himself to explore the mansion to his heart's content. Maybe he'd find something large and heavy to club Remila with.

Jason's search wouldn't turn up too many result unfortunately. He'd wander up stairs, wander down stairs. Look in various rooms. But none of it caught his interest and it was actually beginning to annoy him how the other maids kept avoiding him. Perhaps it's for the better they kept their distance at this point. It seemed like Jason would never find something interesting to do in this mansion before he paused as he noticed what seemed to be a stairway that lead into what he could only assume to be a basement.

"...?"

Glancing around, Jason started to step downwards. The stairs seemed to creak with every step he took. But he wasn't afraid of the steps breaking or anything like that. It wasn't as if something like that could have hurt him if being sliced in half and forced to crawl around as a torso didn't. As he continued to descend further and further down however, the zombie came to a stop before a wooden door with chains latched over the front of it and a sign on it that warned all to stay out unless they were Remila or Sakuya. Was whatever lay behind this door something that scared those other tinier maids as well? Only one way to find out. Gripping onto the chains, Jason gave a mighty yank and sought to rip them off the door and fling them to the ground. Chains and him had a bad history anyhow with one being used to trap him under Crystal Lake for ten years.

Deciding that his curiosity needed to be sated, Jason sought to smash his way through the rest of the door. Sending bits and pieces of wood shards flying every which way. Given how easy it'd been for him to make his way in here, it's likely that people with strength such as his didn't often wander down here too often. Well, he supposed that should have made him feel special.

Instead, it made him feel nothing. Continuing forward, Jason was determined to find whatever had been down here..

"...!"

He had found it but what was it?

More importantly would he come to regret finding it?

@Kaykay
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[Kaykay]

"...and it'll be a great time! Oh, but you're going to have to leave as soon as we finish the meal. You can go anywhere you want, I don't really care. And then-"

Remilia stopped as she heard someone clearing their throat. The vampire turned around to see Sakuya had come out with one tea cup too many. Actually, it would have been the right amount had their forced guest not run off again. Sakuya hadn't particularly wanted to interrupt Remilia's rambling, but eventually she had to take notice of the fact their guest had disappeared while she was talking. Again. He seemed to have a rude habit of doing that. How unsightly, much like his appearance. It appeared to be a case where the appearance matched the behavior. Rude, ill-mannered, the obvious things.

"Aah! Again? Sakuya, I'm tired of him. Go find him and throw him out already, we'll just play by ourselves like usual!"

"Yes, milady."

The maid was quite relieved that she could actually kick out their "guest" at this point. He'd long proven to be much more trouble than he was worth. Granted, he wasn't worth particularly much as far as they were concerned, but the point still stood. Beginning to search the mansion as Remilia drank her tea, she wondered just where that brute had wandered off to...

---

As Jason broke through the door, a single girl was the only living being he found. Taking her arms off her knees, the girl slowly stood up straight and stretched her strange-looking wings. She tilted her head inquisitively at the uninvited stranger before flashing him a smile.

"You're not usually who brings me out, but that's okay! Are you here to play with me?"

@T.O.M.​

 

[Chewy Rabbits]

As Jason broke through the door, a single girl was the only living being he found. Taking her arms off her knees, the girl slowly stood up straight and stretched her strange-looking wings. She tilted her head inquisitively at the uninvited stranger before flashing him a smile.

"You're not usually who brings me out, but that's okay! Are you here to play with me?"

"...?"

This wasn't quite what Jason had been expecting to find. What was a child doing here? Better yet why was she chained up and left behind a door? She didn't seem to have any of the same kind of disfigurements that would have earned her the ire of her peers like Jason had when he was a child.With one eye lower than the other, a misshapen head with one side of the head bigger than the other and simple mental retardation. As her wings popped up Jason couldn't help but step back as he got a good look at them. They didn't seem like the kind of wings he had seen on that other girl. The mouthy one who lead the maid around. That one had wings like the bats that occasionally swarmed around Crystal Lake. Jason didn't quite understand how Sakuya could fly but he supposed that didn't really matter.

In fact her wings kind of reminded the hulking zombie of Christmas lights. Jason hadn't really been smart enough or educated enough to really grasp the meaning of Christmas beyond it being the time that his beloved mother coddled him more than usual. Going out of her way to buy him gifts, toys, whatever clothes he wanted. Not that it really mattered in the end. Jason's mother could have gotten him anything and he would have appreciated it. But did the maid and the mouthy girl not appreciate this girl's wings? Was that why she was locked down here?

Looking over his shoulder Jason frowned behind his mask. He had a knack for vanishing when it was least suspected. So it'd likely take some time before the maid found him to presumably punish him for wandering around the mansion and going into rooms that he likely had no right to be in. So he supposed he could afford to play with this girl a bit.

Shaking his head up and down to signify yes, Jason waited to see what this girl might have had in mind. It'd been some time since he had 'played' with anybody.

@Kaykay



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[Kaykay]

"Yay! Okay, okay, let's play tag then! One, two, three, Go!"

And on go, the little girl with the strange wings placed her hands against Jason's chest. A red energy blast flew from her hand, creating a hole in the recently repaired zombie's chest. Yet the playful look on her face didn't change a bit. Like she legitimately believed she was just playing around.

No, actually, she was just playing around.

The girl flapped her odd wings and began to float just a little bit above ground, still giving Jason that bright smile of hers. It didn't seem like such wings should provide the lift to fly, but it seemed just about everything about this girl was far from normal. From being locked in a basement to her appearance and power, it seemed looks were quite deceiving in this case.

"I'm Flandre! What's your name?"

Normally, such an introduction would be accompanied by a handshake, or some other such gesture proper for a meeting. But for this girl, Jason was greeted by a barrage of various small, red energy blasts. It seemed somewhat similar to the onslaught Remilia had unleashed upon Terumi, but it seemed to have more of a pattern. A certain style to it rather than just an attack thrown to kill an enemy. It was just a game, one popular in Gensokyo, where one wanted to avoid getting hit by the various attacks. Danmaku.

Except as strong as she was? Any hit would easily be lethal to a normal person.

@T.O.M.​

 

[Chewy Rabbits]

"...!!!"

To say Jason was caught off guard would have been an understatement. The force behind Flandre's blast had been enough to send the gigantic zombie off his feet and toppling back as splotches of black blood splattered onto the wall behind him. Part of his spine had been outright obliterated in the attack which didn't do wonders for Jason's ability to stand on his own two feet. The killer fell flat on his back with one eye wide open in confusion and anger. When he had agreed to this girl's idea of playing, he had no idea it would have involved bodily harm to his person. Granted, to someone like Jason it wasn't that much of a big deal.

Sitting up, Jason could feel bits of bone and muscle regenerating and soon it'd be as if there hadn't been a hole to begin with. With the only lasting marks having been the exposed part of Jason's chest that Flandre had revealed by blasting straight through Jason's shirt. He could regenerate flesh but clothes was another matter entirely. Still, it seemed like this girl had similar abilities to the loud mouthed bat girl who had killed Terumi. Given how much it had hurt the undead goliath to get struck by Remila, he wasn't too keen on letting too many of these blasts hit him.

But given how fast they were and how slow he was?

He'd just have to take the blows as they came. Taking a cautionary step forward, Jason stopped dead in his tracks as a stray danmaku blast skimmed past his side. Taking out a chunk of Jason's torso and revealing a portion of his ribs. Slightly perturbed by the sight for a moment or two, Jason refused to give it any more concern that that. Continuing his stride forward, he let the blasts smash into him. Leaving more and more chunks of the serial killer to be torn away by Flandre's powerful danmaku. Once he drew close enough however, the zombie stared down at her before seeming to vanish in a glimmer of mist.

...Only to reappear behind Flandre as his hand snapped outwards to try and grip the vampire by the head and smash her straight into the floor. Given how much power she had been putting off in those magic blasts of hers, Jason could only assume that she had the durability to take one of his hits.

Was that why she was down here? Because she was simply too powerful to be left anywhere else? He supposed that if it hadn't been for his regeneration, he wouldn't have even gotten up from Flandre's first strike. So perhaps that was the case. Not that it mattered all that much to Jason. The last opponent he had didn't even have the decency to fight him fairly instead preferring to simply slice the zombie in half and then kick him aside like trash.

@Kaykay


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[Kaykay]

"Hehe, you're it, so come and get me!"

Flandre said cheerfully as Jason regained his bearings. He'd made it really easy for her, so that had to be on purpose. That was why she'd unleashed her danmaku. Yet as he slowly trodded forward, she gave him a confused look, tilting her head a little.

"Hey, you know you're supposed to dodge it, right? You don't wanna touch it too much or it hurts. Oh, there goes your stomach. You're not human, are you? Otherwise it's gonna be hard to put it back in. I don't think humans regenerate very we- eh?"

He turned into mist. He certainly didn't have the wings, but was he a vampire too?

No, that was stupid.

It was too late to do anything by the time she noticed his hand on her head, her small frame creating a loud sound as it cracked the floor below. The floor seemed to take the worst of the hit, the vampire simply hopping back up to her feet as if she'd done no more than trip. Cracking her neck from side to side, Flandre gave Jason an amused look.

"That's never been part of the game, but that's okay! That means we can play rough, right? Right, right? ...I'll take that as a yes! Let's go!"

Given Jason didn't speak, she just took his silence as approval as she rushed forward to simply punch Jason in the face, the fancy display of danmaku from before gone in favor of just slugging it out physically. Either way, it was just playing around, so what was the difference? Unfortunately for Jason, she hadn't the slightest iota of knowledge when it came to holding back, even while playing. Thus she moved faster than the eye could see, with fists that could crush boulders.

Visitors to the basement often left without a trace.

@T.O.M.​

 

[Chewy Rabbits]

Flandre's concern was noted but it wasn't necessary. If being blown up, stabbed, shot, set on fire and the like didn't keep Pamela Voorhees's boy down then nothing seemed capable of doing so. Even the hands of Hell itself could not hold Jason down for long. His mother would always call out to him and like a good boy, he'd obey. That said Jason had been killed and been left as nothing but a rotting corpse in the ground for quite a number of years. But ever since returning from the realm of the dead, Jason Voorhees was unstoppable. Even he wasn't quite sure what he had become. Though even he had his limits and as his one eye struggled to catch up with Flandre's movement, the zombie was quite literally sent flying off his feet from the strike. The straps from the hockey mask came loose from around his head and the mask went flying across the basement as Jason smashed into the nearest wall head-first.

The mask soared through the air before banging off the wall and landing on the wall. With smudges of black blood here and there and heavy cracks and tear. This had been the same mask Jason had kept with him for years and it certainly hadn't been made to handle abuse from people like Teumi and Flandre. Yet somehow the mask managed to remain in one piece despite it all. Yet, it'd been taken from Jason yet again. Something that aggravated the zombie to no end.

Bits of the wall began to fall to the wayside as Jason pulled his head out of the hole he'd made. Sickly black tar-like blood oozed out of the wounds that had opened up on Jason's head from the straight on punch. If he hadn't had the hockey mask, it's likely his head would have been cracked open like a walnut from the sheer force. If Flandre looked at her hand however, she'd see that it was absolutely coated in the aforementioned black blood as Jason finally staggered to his feet. His face had already looked worse for wear given his state of decomposition and heavy impacts like that didn't make it any easier. But he had made a mistake. The same one he had made while facing Flandre's sister as a matter of fact.

He had rightly assumed that they were powerful given how much damage those glowing balls had done to him. He was capable of shrugging it all off and letting his regeneration deal with it. He had also made the correct assumption that despite her child-like frame, Flandre could take pretty much whatever Jason turned out. Which given that he had little to offer beyond his healing and super strength wasn't too much. But if she wanted to play then he'd do just that.

Smashing a new hole into the wall to get out some of his frustration, Jason turned look over his shoulder at Flandre. The punch had severely damaged Jason's already rotting face. With flesh having been torn straight off the bone, revealing part of Jason's skull behind it. Glaring across at Flandre, Jason's jaw seemed to twist from side to side as he grit his gnarled teeth at the vampire.

He had a feeling the loud-mouthed one and the girl in uniform wouldn't take kindly to him being down here. So, it wasn't as if he could simply leave after abandoning the 'game' he had started with this child. But she had already shown that she could take a straight on attack from him without so much as even breaking her carefree demeanor. Which he supposed was apt for someone with her appearance. The loud-mouthed one was certainly very loud and obnoxious. Jason much preferred the company of this girl. Even if she had done quite a bit of damage to an already ugly mug. Looking back at the debris that laid scattered on the floor due to his head on collision with the wall, Jason reached back and picked up a hefty amount of it in his hand. Swiftly whipping it towards Flandre, Jason fully expected the vampire to dodge it. There was no way something he threw would have caught this girl-as fast as she was.

But due to Jason expecting this, he'd vanish in another cloud of mist. Reappearing to the right of Flandre, and then to the left. Then in front of her again and then to the left! The zombie seemed to be going all over the place. Before seeming to vanish from the basement entirely. Leaving the vampire to wonder just where her new playmate had gone...

Ch-ch-ch-ah-ah-ah

Reappearing directly in front of Flandre, Jason sought to snap his hand out to grab Flandre by the neck. But while the last time he had managed to grab this child, his mistake had been in letting her get away from him where she could use her massive advantage in speed to overwhelm him. But if he managed to get a hold of her again, he'd seek to pull her into a tight bearhug. His intent being to hold her just until she gave up...

However long it took.

@Kaykay​