Do not, I repeat, do not read this OVA until you've read until episode 5. At least the first part. Otherwise, you're just spoiling yourself. And yes, I'm not exactly an expert on straight sex. I know the basics. Or maybe what I think are the basics, so I'm gonna do my best but I'll probably purposely make this OVA short.

Jason's Pov, 30 years ago
Being five years old was fun. There were so many things to do. My parents were watching something on the tv. It was a man with a strange mask. I didn't know what the movie was called at the time but it had apparently come out the same day as I was born. The movie was apparently the third in the series. It had something to do with Fridays or something.

All was good, until there was a knock at the door. My father paused the movie. On the paused screen was the man in the mask my parents kept addressing as Jason. My father walked over to the door and called out, "Who is it"?

"Your new neighbor. I wanted to meet the people I'm going to be living around". My father looked at my mother in confusion. She shook her head at him.

"The people next door moved out. So he could be telling the truth," My mother explained. My father nodded and unlocked the door and opened it.

My father smiled. "What's your na-", He never finished. The man lunged at my father. Red paint spattered everywhere. My father fell to the ground. My mom got up with an angry yell. A deep glowing red tentacle popped out of her back. She lunged at the man. He swung something bright at her. More red paint flew out from my mom.

The man kicks my mother into the tv, the paint splattering everywhere. It flowed onto the screen. Down the paused frame of Jason. The man walked over to me slowly. He had a look of anger on his face. He trembled. Then he shook his head. "I can't do it. I can't kill you, you fucking freak!", He yelled at me. He grabbed me by the neck and frowned. "I can't kill a child. But once you've grown into a less pity inducing age, I promise I'll cut you to shreds." He threw me into a wall as everything went black.

A few hours later
I opened my eyes. And saw an older boy staring down at me. He stood behind a pair of older people. The boy smiled. "This is the boy?"

The man carrying me nodded. "Yes, I've already got everything settled. He's yours."

The boy looked at me eagerly. "I've always wanted a younger brother. This is gonna be so cool. My name is Tim." But, I stopped listening to him.

The man handed me to the older people. They took me inside. The older pair looked down at me. One of them asked, "What's your name?"

I blinked in confusion. My name? Name? I couldn't remember. I could only think about the horrible thing that I could remember, was my parents. Why? What happened to them? And what's with the red paint that came out of them? The only other thing I could remember was the masked man. What was his name?

It was something repeated. Something I should remember. "Jason." That's what I said. It was a lie. But, I couldn't remember the truth. So I lied. About my name. And much more.

2 years later
I frowned. The afternoon air blew my hair around. I sat outside. Right on the steps to the house. I mostly ignored everyone in the house. I didn't listen. I didn't pay attention. I was even minding my own business when all of a sudden, a person walked up to me. I looked up. It was a little girl. My age it seemed. She had bright red hair, along with a pair of bright forest green eyes. She smiled brightly at me. "Hello, what's your name?"

I blinked uncertainty at her. "M-my name?" I didn't get it. Why would she want to know that?

"Yes, what is your name?"

I huffed. "Why do you care?"

The girl got an annoyed look on her face. She said, "I want to be your friend. Is that so wrong?"

I nodded. "I don't want friends. I want to be alone."

The girl grabbed me by the shirt. She leaned close to my face with a angry look. "We are going to be FRIENDS!", she yelled out.

I sighed. "If it makes you stop yelling, then sure, I'll be your friend."

She smiled. "Really?" Her eyes lit up.

"Yeah. Sure. Whatever." I shrugged.

She let go of my shirt and did a little dance.

I stared at her. God, she was irritating.

She stopped. And stared at me expectantly. "So, what's your name?"

I sighed again. "Jason."

"Jason what?"

I frowned. "None of your business."

She got the angry look again. And then reached for me.

I swatted her hand away. "Don't touch me."

She rolled her eyes. "You're not very nice." I shrugged. Whatever. This irritating girl wasn't very smart. She sighed. "Well, I am a nice person. So, my name is Sophie Monem."

"I don't care."

Sophie huffed. "Whatever. We're friends now, whether you like it or not."

I ignored her. Whatever. Annoying idiot.

3 years later
I sat in the snow, awaiting Sophie's arrival. This girl better hurry up. I had on my winter clothing. As I clutched snow in my hand, I thought about how soft it was. How fragile. I could crush it in an instant. And then a ball of snow was thrown in my place. Snowball as Sophie called them. I looked up. And sighed. Sophie had another snowball in her hand. "Let's play."

I glanced at our surroundings. "I sat in my backyard for peace and quiet. And you're ruining it."

She shrugged and threw another snowball in my face. In an instant, I grabbed a pile of snow and made two into small little balls and threw them at her. She dodged the first one but the second one hit her in the leg. She leaped from her spot and ran behind a tree for cover as I repeatedly threw snowballs at her. She disappeared when I reached the tree. Huh? Then a snowball hit me from above.

I glared up at Sophie who laughed while sitting high up in the tree. She slid to a lower position and leaped away from the tree with a giggle. I hated that I was doing it. But, I was actually, having fun. With Sophie. She smiled and ran away from me as I chased after her.

4 years later
I sighed. Screw him. And his rule. One year was enough. Technically, we had been doing these secret meetings for a while, so it wasn't technically a full year, but whatever. I glanced up at Sophie who was staring down at me. "How's life been?"

I shrugged. "School is long and annoying as always. Nothing much else." She smiled and nodded. I glanced at her face but felt my eyes drifting lower. I couldn't help it. She'd grown into quite the body. My urges to bang every female in sight wasn't weakening as I grew up. It started a few months ago. And if you weren't a wrinkled old lady or a little girl, I probably wanted you. Sophie clutched a book in her hand. She seemed quite nervous about something.

She shrugged. "I kinda like this guy. But, I doubt I'm good enough for him."

"Sophie, where'd all this doubt come from? You're always confident in all of your decisions."

She shrugged again. "Who knows? But, I have a favor to ask of you."

"What is it?"

"I want to see if I'm good enough for the guy I like. So, kiss me."

"What?", I asked with a confused look on my face.

"You heard me, I want to see if I'm a good kisser."

I shook my head no. This was crazy.

She shrugged and kissed me instead. I blinked slowly. It wasn't what I was expecting. I expected it to make me feel like I reached heaven, but I didn't feel very different. Well, I did. Very different. In my pants. Her mouth tasted like mints. She pulled away.

"How was I?", She asked.

I glanced down at my body's response to her kiss. She looked at what I was looking at. "Well, it seems I was." She got up with a blush on her face. And walked away without another word. She didn't speak of this event again.

1 year later
I opened my eyes. Annoying me for 8 years. I sighed. My thoughts drifted towards my parents. Now that I was older, I understood what happened to my parents. I still don't know why they were killed. But, I'll never forget them. Or that man's face. I got out of bed. And sighed. I was hungry. There likely wouldn't be time to eat. Especially because I'd woken up so late. The sun had gone down a while ago. I wasn't exactly sad. Eating human food just to have to throw it back up wasn't pleasant. I'd managed to not throw up human food I ate once, and it actually made me sick.

I walked over to my closet. And put on a different shirt and some jeans. I grabbed my set of the house keys, and exited the messy room. Those bright green walls always reminded me of her eyes. I needed a break from thinking about her. About halfway downstairs, Tim grabbed my shoulder. "Hey! Where are you going?"

I sighed. This immature idiot was touching me. He was 10 years older than I was, yet he acted like he was my age or younger sometimes. "None of your business."

He frowned. "I'm your older brother, I deser-".

I interrupted. "I'm adopted. We aren't related in any way. So stop acting like we are!" I pulled away from him and walked down the steps. And left through the front door.

A few hours later
I finally finished eating. I chewed on a human arm. And wiped the blood off my face. Whatever. No rush. Except that Sophie had invited me to some party. Ugh. She'd throw another one of her fits if I didn't go. She'd invited me. No matter how much I protested, that girl didn't let up. She was cute, but annoying. I sighed. Sophie, or sleep? Actually, if I didn't choose Sophie, I'd eventually end up losing more sleep. Sophie it is.

Another few hours later
I walked up to house with the address she had told me to head to earlier. I knocked on the door. Sophie opened the door almost instantly. "There you are! Come on in!"

I blinked slowly. Something seemed off. She was kinda loud sometimes, but at the moment she was just yelling for no reason. Hmm. She backed up and walked inside. This girl certainly had a chest. Uh, I mean I'd rather be getting some rest. I focused back on the inside of the house. And saw alcohol. Everyone had at least one in their hands. So that's why Sophie..., I sighed. She was always so reckless. Whatever. She handed me a bottle of something. "Drink it. Now."

I glanced at the bottle. And shook my head.

She shrugged. "More for me." She drank it. And walked away.

I sighed. I followed. This girl was certainly something.

She finished the bottle and began stumbling. She walked to the second floor. And walked to a random room. I continued following. And she opened the door.

I followed her inside. What could she possibly be doing? She walked to the bed in the room. I closed the door. And locked it. As long as she was just sleeping. Then, she pulled her shirt off. My eyes widened. And a blush formed on my face. What the hell?

I couldn't even move from the shock. Sophie then pulled her pants down.

I snapped out of it and walked over and grabbed her arm. "What are you doing, Sophie?"

She suddenly kissed me. And started grinding her body on me. She pushed her hand up my shirt and began touching my muscles. Then she began touching my cock through my pants. Like a typical teen boy, I was horny about this. She wasn't exactly the girl of my dreams, but she was still kinda hot. I weakly protested. She pulled me over to the bed and slowly took my clothes off. Soon, we were both naked. I sat down on the bed, fully erect. She bent down and took all of my cock in her mouth.

She began sucking for a few seconds. She let her tongue travel up and down, especially licking my tip. I gasped and let out a small moan. How was she so good at this? Watching it with porn? Reading up on it? Past experiences? She didn't let me focus as she moaned and the vibration from her mouth made me let out another moan. All of a sudden, she stopped and removed her mouth. I blinked in disappointment.

Her green eyes stared at my body with a glazed over look. She pushed herself over towards my cock. And smirked. She placed her vagina right above it. Her hands traveled all over my body. And then she slowly sank down on it. Her face contorted into one of slight pain. She started moving up and down. She was pretty tight. But the saliva she'd left on my cock helped it go in and out easier. I felt so weird.

She kissed me. And I was mildly grossed out. She'd just been sucking me off and she kissed me with that same mouth? She grabbed my hand and placed it on her breast. I knew she was drunk. I knew this was wrong. I didn't care. Then, there was a certain wetness I felt. She had a deep red blush on her face. "Jason!" She started moving faster, up and down.

I began feeling really good. She kissed me again. And used her tongue to explore the inside of my mouth. I began sliding my hand along her ass. I tried pulling her closer. She moaned out. "Right there!" My eyes widened. Her spot. I slammed into that same spot. She moaned even louder. I could feel myself about to explode. I felt it become a lot more moist. She moaned again.

I groaned. "Sophie! I'M CUMMING!", I yelled out as I came deep inside her. We both let out multiple, loud moans as we reached heaven. She seemed to tighten and that made me fire more shots of cum inside her.

She smirked. "So good." She got up slowly. And then removed herself from my cock. Then, she collapsed on the bed next to me. I sighed. What just happened? I felt my energy draining. I touched her face as she stared at me affectionately. Then I fell asleep. Thinking about the past.

2 years ago
Tim shook his head at me. "That girl Sophie is hanging with the wrong crowd. She's a smart girl, but she's making stupid decisions. I forbid you from hanging with her anymore, it's just gonna get you into trouble."

I clenched my fists. "Who put you in charge?"

He shrugged. "I'm the oldest one in this house because mom and dad are gone."

"I wish they were alive, so I wouldn't have to listen to this bullshit you constantly say."

"It's not bullshit, it's the truth. That girl is gonna get you into trouble."

"Whatever. Leave me alone." I walked up to my room and slammed the door.

Present day, A few hours later
I awoke in a really dark room. There was a dripping sound coming from somewhere. I looked around. I was tied to a chair. Tied with chains. A figure stepped out from the darkness. I glared. My parent's killer. He smiled. "It's funny. You're glaring at me for something. And I've got something to make you glare more at me. But, rejoice, you aren't dead. Unfortunately, for the rest of your life, I'm going to show you true pain." He pulled out a bunch of tools. "In just how many ways do you think I can torture you?" He began torturing me, day and night. For what eventually seemed like an eternity.

Tim's Pov, a few days later
In order to save his life, I agreed to work with this shady creep. When I was younger, I respected this man, but now he just creeped me out. I shivered. Just thinking about him gave me the creeps. I groaned. Poor Jason. I wonder where he is. I hope the torture isn't too painful. I sat outside, looking up at the sky. Suddenly, a person blocked my view. A woman. An acquaintance. I couldn't remember her name. She was beautiful though.

She smiled awkwardly. "I'm horrible with names. But, I would like to try and memorize other peoples. It gets annoying to not call someone by their actual name."

I nodded. "Yeah, I get that."

She nodded as well. "Can I get your name? I'll write it down so I don't forget."

I nodded. "My name...is Tim Romber." Little did I know I was talking to my future wife.

Sophie's Pov, 9 months later
I'm actually having the baby. Oh god. Where was Jason? What was he doing? How could he disappear after he got me pregnant? Crap. It's gonna happen soon. I then saw a black haired male appear in front of me. He snapped. And my body was soon encased in ice. What the fuck? Where was big sister Rita? It didn't really matter actually. I would remain frozen, for about 6 years.

Tim's Pov, 20 years later
I sighed. Jeffrey never listened. He was mostly a calm boy for the most part. But, he constantly reminded me that I wasn't his father. I could see a little bit of Jason in him. Then again, watching him from a distance was something I preferred doing. He'd tell me all about Jessica, Max, and Zeke. My real children. I frowned as I thought about Zeke's mother. She was a very beautiful but strange woman. I had a child with her. And my wife. Around the same time. Zeke's mother left me.

She left me for another man. And she had every right to. She had another child. What was his name? It started with a C I think. I couldn't think of it at the moment. I sighed. Then I focused back on my wife. She'd somehow forgave me for everything. She was too nice. She'd forgave me enough to have another child with me. I was grateful. I didn't deserve it. Now, I felt weird. Confused. I left home a few months ago. I keep in touch with everyone. But, I've been told by multiple people that this Friday, something big was going to happen.

I saw something big flying around. I hid from it. It landed. And the ground shook. It crawled into a cave. I followed. I creeped behind it when all of a sudden I saw a teenage girl. She didn't notice me. But I noticed her. Jessica. The creature crawled behind her. I pulled out my weapon. And fired it at the roof above the creature.

Jason's Pov, a few months ago
I escaped. I had escaped finally. After 20 years. I was hungry. I crawled along the ground. I gazed up at the stars above me. I never noticed before, but the world is pretty. Especially when you're free and you can just stare at it.

However, all of a sudden, a boy walked up to me out from the darkness. He held his hand towards me, and smirked. "Obey me. I have food." I felt something dark and sinister enter my mind. I couldn't resist for some reason. Yes, food. I shall obey. He handed me a mask. Along with some clothes. Hmm? It looked so familiar. Then I remembered. Jason. I put the mask on. Along with the clothes. After 20 years of torture, I've never felt so alive. My name is Jason. And revenge on that psycho will soon be mine. I won't die until I've killed him. I'll avenge my parents. And settle the score on that freak. I swear it.