Hey guys!! So, I started a new story. No worries, I am continuing with my Behind Blue Optics story, I just got inspired to start this new one. I want REVIEWS...I've never written anything for Friday the 13th and I would love some input. If you have any ideas on the story, please message me. Or if you think you have any useful information for me, then message me. This story is set a year or so after the Friday the 13th 2009 movie. The only characters I own are Aislin and Niko. The family name used in this story is fictional but if it relates to an actual crime family...then I'm sorry but I definitely had NO idea. Lol.

This chapter is pretty short, only because I'm still not 100% sure if I'm going to continue this. It's kind of an introduction to the two OC characters. Jason isn't exactly in this chapter... But anyways, I hope you guys enjoy it ..... please review!!

My name is Aislin Doherty. I'm 22 years old and I'm a full-blooded Irish girl. I moved to the states when I was 16 years old with my parents. When you first look at me, you'd probably think I was a sweet little brunette with wild green eyes and a smooth Irish accent. You'd be very wrong. I'm a psychotic little brunette with wild green eyes and a smooth Irish accent. I'm currently on the run from police. I've committed many, many crimes… crimes that would probably give you horrible nightmares. Oh, I've done it all. I started with the small things such as aiding and abetting and burglary. Then things got worse…I moved onto arson, kidnapping, drug and human trafficking, first-degree murder. It doesn't really help when your boyfriend works for a highly respected crime family and you get pulled into their biddings. Let's be honest with each other, I had NO problem whatsoever committing the crimes that I committed. I've always had a problem with abiding by the law. Some would call me insane, a sociopath… a psychopath even. I don't care. I am who I am….take it or leave it.

Right now, I'm working with the Conti crime family, as an assassin. My boyfriend is Niko Conti, son of Carmine Conti, the Boss. As you can imagine, Niko's on the run too and he's informed me that we will be living in small town by a lake called "Crystal Lake." There's a pretty big house across from an old camp that's been abandoned for over a year. Apparently, a few teenagers were murdered by some crazed killed that still lives at the old camp. We've been warned by many that we should stay away from this place, that's its cursed or something. Niko and I will fit in just nicely.

We should be arriving at the house in a few minutes. I'm a bit anxious, to be honest. We've been driving for a few hours and I'm tired. I don't want to deal with a dirty ass house. I rolled my eyes at the thought and looked out the window at the trees passing by quickly. I felt Niko gaze over at me. "You alright babe?" He has such a typical Brooklyn accent. I merely nodded, my head was to beginning to throb. He put his hand on my leg and I glanced over at him and smiled kindly. Now, I'm not a hard bitch all the time. I am human and I do have feelings. The feelings that I have for Niko are extremely strong. He's my male counterpart. He's my soul mate.

I noticed the trees slowing, which meant we must be at our destination. I turned my head to look out the windshield. There is was. The house was large, sandy colored stones and dark wood made up the façade. I had to admit, it was beautiful. The roof was also dark in color. There were trees everywhere, which was good. The house was nestled neatly into the woods. Niko and I would be out of sight and with the stories of that killing plaguing the town, we were sure to be left alone. We knew we'd have visitors though. Niko informed the family that we were hiding out here, so I expected they would pop in from time to time.

The door was locked, surprise surprise. Niko took a crowbar from the trunk and broke in. I noticed a hole in the door, with blood in and around it. "Niko…what the hell do you think happened here?" I brought my hand up to the hole, almost tracing it with my fingers but then looked at the blood that was stained to the door. Niko would have to do something about that hole…and the blood.

"Who cares…it's ours now." He kissed me on the forehead before walking in with our bags. I heard him drop the bags onto the hard wood floor and I instantly turned around and walked in. It was beautiful inside, a bit disheveled, but beautiful nonetheless. It looked as if the original owners of the house left everything inside. Maybe it was too painful to come and see where their children and friends were murdered. I looked over at the fireplace and noticed a dead, stuffed bobcat sitting upon it. I rolled my eyes and asked Niko to get rid of it. It was tasteless.

There was an outdoor terrace, with a small fire pit. I walked over to the large glass doors and looked out, looking past the terrace and into the woods across the lake. I saw something within the trees but shrugged it off as a deer or something. "Ace, baby, look at this place…" I turned around to see Niko stepping up into the kitchen. The kitchen greeted you from the front door; it was an octagonal rectangle with extremely nice cabinets and appliances.

"Once it's cleaned up, it's going to be beautiful." I nodded, he was right. The house was amazing, definitely a nice find, even if something horrible had occurred inside of it.

He made his way from the kitchen to the bedroom, going for room to room examining the house. I went into one of the boxes and took out our bed sheets. I needed a rest. There is nothing more exhausting than running from the police 24/7. I made my way into the bedroom and got to work on making up the bed. Once the sheets were on, I laid down and took a well deserved nap. Niko continued to walk around the house and the outside of the house for a few more hours before getting into bed next to me and falling asleep.

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I woke and looked over at the clock that was placed near the bed. It read 3:19 A.M. I sighed and rolled out of bed and walked over to the bathroom. Upon shutting the door, I noticed that blood stains run down the back of it. I shook my head, wondering what the fuck had taken place in this house. It was a bit unnerving for me to be living in a house where people were murdered. Sure, I killed lots of people but I never lived where I killed them. To me, it was creepy. Niko probably didn't care, it was a hideout to him.

I looked in the mirror, it was a bit dusty but you could still see into it. I stared at myself for a minute. I recalled when I was younger, a happy go-lucky child that used to run all over the Irish countryside and now I've become a sadistic killer. Why had I become this way? Why did I like it?

I slowly walked back into the bedroom and looked down at Niko. He was sound asleep. Not wanting to wake him, I went into the front room and sat in front of the fireplace. It wasn't lit of course, but I still found it soothing. The room was eerily dark, something I was used to. I got up and walked over to the glass doors and peered out, looking again into the woods.

I cocked my head to the side, trying to see into the darkness. It proved to be too difficult so I flicked the switch that was next to me and the lights flickered on, leading for the walk away and lighting up the lake. I looked back to the tree and noticed something there, again. From the distance, I couldn't tell what the hell it was. It looked as if a person had been standing there but once the lights were turned on, it moved in behind the trees. Immediately, I thought of the stories that we had heard on the way up here. I tried not to think about them. Turning on my heel, I went back to the bedroom and crawled back into bed.