fandomtownies | The Preserve, Thursday. Evening. (Reply)

Nothing could keep Jason down for too long. The wounds he sustained were nothing. He would not stop, until every sinful and horrible soul on this island died screaming. He lurked, waited, watched. An opportunity would arise.

notafairmaiden	Gwynn was always happy to be walking through the woods and tonight was no different. Getting away from people for right now was a welcome thing in her mind.
chchch_hahaha	It was deadly quiet in this part of the woods. Silent.
notafairmaiden	Gwynn had noticed the silence, and though she thought it was strange, she wasn't worried. This was Fandom, after all. The squirrels were probably feeding the rest of the wildlife alcohol of some kind.
chchch_hahaha	Unseen by Gwynn, two eyes focused on her from within the woods.
notafairmaiden	She continued to walk, feeling herself relaxing more and more as she moved through the forest. This was her natural home and it helped ease her sadness over so many goodbyes.
chchch_hahaha	Out from behind a tree in front of her stepped Jason. He raised his knife, hoping for a scream. Hoping to make his mama proud.
notafairmaiden	Gwynn stepped back, but as of yet, she didn't scream. She eyed the stranger curiously. There was only one person she could think of who would be silly enough to wear a mask and jump out at girls in the woods. She grinned and shook her head. "Jamie, as much as I am glad you are back sooner than expected, I'm not sure that something like this is the best way to greet your friends upon return. Besides, this is me, remember?"
chchch_hahaha	The machete came down hard, straight at her arm.
notafairmaiden	Gwynn let out a yelp as the blade cut into her arm. She was stunned at the attack and then at the blood and the pain. "Hey!" She demanded, stumbling back. "What the hell?"
chchch_hahaha	Jason raised his boot up in a kick, with the intention of knocking his prey to the ground.
notafairmaiden	Gwynn dodged the kick, trying to protect her arm as she held it against her chest. "You so came after the wrong island."
chchch_hahaha	Why wouldn't she scream? They were supposed to scream. Jason slashed with his machete again, hoping to open her chest, let out the sin and the blood.
notafairmaiden	Well, he did slash open her chest, but probably not near as badly as he wanted due to her falling backwards onto the ground. Of course, that did cause her to start screaming. "Help!" she screamed, trying to get to her feet and get back to the cabins. "HELP!"
chchch_hahaha	That was more like it. Jason dropped his machete, and lowered a hand, going for Gwynn's throat. He'd squeeze until the neck just snapped, squeeze the screams out of her.
notafairmaiden	Okay, she needed to get away from this guy. She needed room to manuever. She ducked and slammed herself into his legs, hoping to knock him down long enough for her to be able to get up and run. She also screamed again as loud as she could. She was not going to die in these woods.
chchch_hahaha	Jason tilted his head as she slammed against his legs. He kept his balance, easily. Screaming only made it more fun. He reached down again, to grab hold of her shoulder. He wasn't going to let her escape.
notafairmaiden	Fear was turning to blind panic now as Gwynn tried to get away from him. She screamed again, seeming not to realize that her screams were starting to sound like hysterical sobs. "Please... just let me go..." Hoods didn't beg, but she was losing blood and he wouldn't go down without her having a weapon to use.
connernotconnor	Conner had thought he'd seen Gwynn head off into the preserve, and . . . well, he wouldn't have said no to a little bit of slightly surreptitious smooching. Yeah, that thought pretty much left his mind when he heard the screaming. He'd never heard her scream. "Gwynn?" he yelled, kicking his super speed in as he headed in the direction of the sound. "Gwynn!"
chchch_hahaha	Jason grabbed Gwynn by the throat, lifting her up and holding her there, feet dangling. His other hand extended a single finger, as he measured carefully, as if about to aim the finger straight through Gwynn's eye.
notafairmaiden	The scream Gwynn had started got cut off when the attacker grabbed her by the throat. Tears were running down her face as she tried to claw at the hand around her throat. When she saw his finger coming at her face, she started whimpering and trying to kick her feet out at him.
connernotconnor	"GWYNN!" For the first time, Conner's super speed made him feel a little sick -- watching in extreme slow motion as the masked assailant threatened Gwynn, and realizing that she was crying, turned his stomach a little bit. Luckily, that didn't last too long, and he launched a hard airborne volley kick at Jason's head once he closed the distance.
chchch_hahaha	Jason's hand let go of Gwynn as his head snapped backwards with a crack, and his body fell over, seemingly going limp.
notafairmaiden	Gwynn dropped to the ground, a little stunned, as the attacker let go of her. She was cradling her bloody arm against her bloody chest and trying to swallow the screams that were still building in her throat. She struggled to get to her feet, blinking slightly. "C-Conner?"
connernotconnor	Conner quickly knelt to help her, glancing nervously at Jason's apparently limp form. "Oh geez, Gwynn, we've gotta get you some help," he said as he surveyed her wounds. "And get out of here, in case he's still alive." Which, despite everything, he kind of hoped the guy was. If he was human under that mask . . . Conner didn't like to think about having killed him, even if it was an accident, or in defense.
chchch_hahaha	In a blink of an eye, Jason sat bolt upright.
notafairmaiden	"He came out of nowhere," Gwynn mumbled slightly. "I tried to fight back or to get away but he was too strong." She looked at Conner. "Can we go now?" Gwynn hated to admit it, but she was really scared. Add that to the pain from the wounds and quite possibly shock, she just wasn't feeling like herself. When she saw Jason sit up, she screamed. "Conner, he's up!" This was definitely not a good thing.
connernotconnor	"Crap!" Conner glanced at Gwynn. "You trust me, right?" he asked. He sort of took it for granted that the answer would be yes, and scooped her up into his arms. "Let's get out of here, on the double. No, quadru -- whatever four times is!"
chchch_hahaha	Jason got to his feet, having picked up his machete from the dirt. He raised it above his above his head...
notafairmaiden	When Gwynn saw the knife again, she started shaking. She remembered how easily he had cut into her chest with it. "Conner... he's got a very big knife!"
connernotconnor	". . . and we're out of here!" Conner concluded. He started to make a break for it . . .
chchch_hahaha	And Jason slashed at empty air. He paused, and decided that he would wait for new prey. New blood. New screams.
notafairmaiden	When Gwynn realized they had indeed gotten away from the crazy person, she let her head drop back against Conner and started sobbing in relief against his shoulder.
connernotconnor	Conner hugged her tightly, blood all over his new jersey or not. "Let's get you to the clinic or something, okay? Geez, I'm glad you're okay."