Love For My Killer (remastered) Jason x Michael

Old Friend New Enemy

*Michael's pov*

I was sitting under a tree, resting my head and trying to fall asleep. I couldn't though, I would doze off and then shoot awake again.
It was a mizrabal night as it was, I had no clue where I was nor did I know how to get home.
At this point all I could do was rest up and find my way back later.
It sounded like a good plan, until I heard a loud flapping sound. 'Oh shit' I thought as I stood up and attempted to walk away. I was stopped by a large figure hitting the ground in front of me.
I jumped back to avoid the larg wings, that folded into place on the back of there owner.
"Michael Myers.." he spoke
"Jeepers Creepers" I replied "what are you doing this far north" he asked. I raised an eyedrow 'north I live west how did I get so turned around?'
I played to cool and stayed calm
"Took a wrong turn after a fight" I said in an aloof tone "whats your excuse? You normally occupy the South." He glared at me with a hellish grin.
"merely following my property" he said putting his hand on my face, I slapped it away in frustration. "Get over me already its been 2 years sence we split up" I said, he was starting to annoy me.
"Your just mad becouse your still a virgin" he smirked.
I snapped back at him "your just mad that you still can't get layed!" That must have pissed him off becouse he grabbed my neck and pinned me to the tree.
"I wouldn't suggest testing my patience I can make your life a living Hell!"
I grunted pulling on his arm, and in my mind all I could thing was 'SHIT SHIT SHIT!!'

*Jasons pov*

I was in a valley it was one I had never seen before. It was cold, freezing and all I was wearing was a pair of boxers.

I was wondering around holding my shoulders to warm up. After a wile I heard foot steps coming up behind me.
I didn't try to attack nor did I run I just stood there almost like I knew who it was. "Jason~" said a deep voice, I shivered as I felt hot breathe on my neck.
"You cold~?" The voice asked I nodded still not turning to face the one speeking to me.
"Let me help you~" He said. By this point I was basically frozen so I remained silent, until I felt two warm hands on my hips. "W-Wha?" I studdard, his hands traveled lower. I wanted to stop him but I was stuck in place. Once his hand reached my privet I jumped and let out a light yelp as I turned to see the man behind me. Before I woke up.

*out of Jason's dream*

I shot up from my bed and looked around, once I realized that I was still in my bed I covered my face. "What the hell is wrong with me?" I groaned "This is the 6th time tonight!"
I layed back down and starred up at the ceiling. "What did that guy do to me? I cant stop thinking about him, the way he looked at me and touched my face..." I pulled the covers off of me and got out of bed.
It was about 3 in the morning to Early for most people to be up and about.
I pick my clothes up off of the floor and, went downstairs as I put them on.
I grabbed my machete off the coffee table and strapped its holster to my belt.
When reached my front door I hesitated, I felt like I was missing somthing. "My mask" I whispered, "were did i-" I stopped and gasped as I remembered yesterday. 'I left it outside!' I thought looking out my window to see my mask was gone, not a big surprise really.
I growled in frustration and walked out the door.

It was cold the wind blew my jacket and made me feel like I had to squint to see. From what I could see, there were indents where my mask had layed beforeand foot prints going twords the woods. "Oh come on" I said and started fallowing the tracks. Even though I had a bad feeling about them, I wanted my mask back Damnit.

*Michael's pov*

I was barely able to stand my legs and arms were weak from fighting, Jeepers was always stronger then me. I've seen the people he goes up against and for somone of his stature he can hold his own really well. I winced and curled up as I reseaved a harsh kick to my stomach. "S-stop!!" I yelled, he started walking closer. "Huh, you're week" he said in a raspy voice.
I know that voice, I knew what he wanted.
The thought of it made me feel sick.
He pick me up by my neck and held tight. "Wait I- MMH!" I tryed to speek but I was cut off by Jeepers grabbing my throat tighter and kissing me!
I bit his lip as hard as I could until the taste of copper filled my mouth.
Jeepers pulled his head back and wiped his lip, looking at the blood. "Your gonna wish you were dead win im done with you" he said pulling out a dagger from his pocket and raised it above his head. I just knew he was gonna kill me, so I closed my eyes and prepared for the worst.
Right before Jeepers could bring the knife down I heard foot steps.
They were heavy and quick someone was running twords us, I glanced past Jeepers to see a blurry figure jump and right after Jeepers was sent flying off of me.