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You heard the stories so many times, it was natural to feel jittery knowing you might run into the behemoth of a killer out here in the woods before everything is set up. You continue to light your campfire and surrounding candles lit up in a circle.
It’s been awhile since you’ve casted any major spells, and there’s a certain buzzing of electricity under your skin. Intuition letting you know tonight will not be a regular night. You plop down near the fire to help you see your book of shadows better in the pitch black darkness.
You flipped through the pages several times before landing on a summoning and holding spell. You took a deep breath, this was it. You made sure you had all the supplies needed to complete your dangerous spell. Your guts twisting around in your belly, you know this could be your last night alive if you aren’t careful, but you shove that thought into the back of your head and began chanting.
3 seconds into summoning, the candles started to flicker, the electric feeling buzzing under your skin was even more noticable now. That’s when a swirl of ash and smoke surround the campfire putting out your main source of light and heat, leaving only the candles lit. But once the dust settles slightly that’s when you see him.
Jason Voorhees, the Camp Crystal Lake killer, takes a threatening step towards you. You assume he’s confused as all hell but you quickly finish your spell to temporarily immobilize him. He’s not moving but you can feel him struggling to break your spell so he can rip your head off your shoulders. You can feel his rage bubbling up and the second you let go it’s gonna be over for you.
Taking a deep breath you take a step towards him and start to inspect the giant undead killing machine in front of you. His clothes were in tatters and his skin was greying, definitely the most intimidating creature you’ve ever seen with your own eyes.
Jason is eyeing you the whole time, he can’t even comprehend what is going on or who you are but he knows he’s still in the woods near his home. He’s never been unable to move like this and it only upsets him more but he’s also unsure what kind of power you have.
You catch your breath and introduce yourself. “I’m sure you don’t care, but my name is (Y/N). I came here for a reason, and that reason is you. I don’t want to kill you but I will if I have to.” You look at him again in his eyes, the giant man tilts his head ever so slightly, indicating confusion. Slightly amused you smile, “I was sent here, to help you.”
Jason shook his head, he was even MORE confused now. What did that mean, he was handling killing campers fine by himself and he definitely doesn’t need your help. A tiny little creature such as yourself would only get in his way.
Ignoring his little head shake you continue, “Now I’m sure you don’t need any help killing, but I’m here to make sure you continue to do what you do best.” You reach out infront of him, a small incantation leaving your lips as every surrounding candle around you floats mid air.
“I’ve brought some peace offerings and some gifts for you” the candles sway in the wind but slowly inch closer. “These candles are for you. The wick will last forever and the candles will never met. Perfect for a grave or alter.” Reaching into your bag of holding you pull out a mirror and face it to him.
Jason’s breath catches as he looks into the old, dusty mirror. He had been expecting to see the reflection of his mask but instead his eyes met with the warm eyes of his mother. She was smiling so fondly at him he felt his heart squeeze. All he wanted to do was reach for the mirror, but he couldn’t move and that frustrated him to no end. Before he got himself worked up he heard his mother’s soothing voice “Jason, my sweet sweet boy, please settle down. This witch has much more to show you.” He was slightly curious, but he really just wanted to go home and sit with the mirror of his mother, but being a good boy he settled down the best he could. Always obeying his mother.
Sensing his change in mood you set the mirror down on the ground, the candles softly floating around it. “You can keep the mirror but I have more to show you.” Digging around your bag you find a sharpener and hold it up for Jason to see. “I know this looks unimpressive but this is a enchanted universal sharpener for any blade. Any weapon you sharpen with this will become unbreakable.” You place it next to the mirror and look back at Jason.
“and last but not least” you mumble another incantation to yourself and Jason can feel a warmth surround him and just as quickly disappear. “It’s not the best but I’ve put a protection spell on you, just in case any humans try to fight back, but I’m sure you’re fine without it anyways.” You giggle, but it’s better to be safe than sorry.
Jason was starting to get antsy now, he was still confused as to why anyone would help him or give him gifts but he was more than ready to receive them now and did his best to struggle under your hold. Feeling your holding spell start to disappear you try your best to hurry this up without being slaughtered.
“Just to remind you, the moment I’m killed all of my magic and gifts disappear, so please think before murdering me.
As you finish what you were saying the holding spell releases the behemoth killer. You take a frightful step back as he takes a step towards you. Before you can book it into the trees, the giant man drops to his knees, scooping up the mirror. His mother’s warm smile and loving eyes looking at him, just like she did before he died. This was all very overwhelming for Jason, he had the biggest instinct to murder you right then and there….but he desperately didn’t want his mother to disappear again.
You take this opportunity to run into the darkness, leaving the monster alone with his gifts. Hoping he will let you return without having to summon and hold him. Once you reach the abandoned house on the outskirts of the forest you cast a protection spell on the house with your remaining energy juuuust in case Jason changes his mind in the middle of the night and comes to kill you.
You settle in bed, the cold chill seeping into your bones. But you didn’t care, your mind kept wandering to Jason, hoping he’s enjoying your gifts, you just wish you could be there to see him fully enjoy everything. You sigh, maybe one day.