Uber Jason - Possession 1

As the embodiment of anti-life, Jason Voorhees was not moved to feel more kindly toward the bodies of his victims once he had eradicated the life within. But being shut in and immobilized with three dead bodies was not the same kid of ordeal as having to endure Hyacinth Stein.

He was aware of decay and the absence of any regeneration. Decay, rot, putrefaction- deep within all the invincible new material that had been modified and fashioned into a new, better, stronger body, beyond the reality of the nanos that had done the work, this was the essence of Jason Voorhees as anti-life. Rot that was ongoing and eternal, in direct opposition to growth and renewal.

Eventually, Jason's essence stirred in response to the proximity of active deterioration. Nothing else might have happened; it all might have ended right there except for the nanos in Jason's body. They were learning how to counter the force that paralyzed them but they were still unable to neutralize it so that the host could move unhindered.

However, they could sense the nearby presence of matter somewhat similar to the host's, and it was not subject to any paralyzing force. A portion of the nanos in Jason's body had achieved some autonomous movement, even though they were unable to move him. They had stayed where they were simply because there was nowhere else to go.

But there was no.

They flowed out of Jason onto the edge of the table and began to spin a bridge to the morgue tray.

	Jason X: The Experiment - Pages 316-317

He had been surprised when the nanos had first made their way over yo the corpse besides him and begun their work. It was because of them that living humans were able to keep him subdued and this enraged him almost as much as human life itself. He knew, in his wordless, unthinking, instinctive way, that the nanos would eventually counteract the force that paralyzed him. More than that, however, he knew they weren't doing it now.

When he felt them shifting within him, it felt as if they were about to drain out of him. But only some of the left, while the ones that stayed manufactured more of themselves to make up the lack, which made him angry at first. Somehow, what little thought he was capable of had worked out the simple idea that if the nanos left him, it would break the paralysis and he would be free to move and kill again.

He remained unable to move but he could tell that the new nanos were more resistant to the force that kept him motionless. He wouldn't be stuck for much longer.

And meanwhile, the nanos that had left him went to work on the three dead bodies. He knew what they were doing although naturally he didn't wonder why. In a way, he already understood that the mechanisms were simply doing what they had been created to do, which was also what his continuing paralysis had prevented them from doing.

If Jason had been able to do what he had been created to do, that is, move around, kill, sustain a certain amount of damage and then regenerate, the nanos might have confined themselves to his body. But having such a prolonged period of inactivity imposed on them by and outside force, a great deal of pressure had built up from their long-unfulfilled programming. Thus, the proximity of such a severely damaged organism in need of repair induced a condition of relentless purpose. Still unable to move their host, they found a way to move themselves instead and got busy.

The materials available to them were not the same as those they had found to rebuild and improve the host, but making do and adapting were just two of the many rather inventive elements in their programming. Otherwise they adhered as closely as they could to the template of the original host- the facial area was completely identical- but there were certain things that were not merely different but absent altogether.

In the end, the creature built from the three corpses would have been a respectable copy of the original except for the fact that it was not the embodiment of anti-life but simply dead meat. The nanos could make it move, kill, sustain a certain amount of damage and then regenerate. But for all of that, there was no rage, no fury, no hatred, and no merciless drive to wipe out live humans.

	Jason X: The Experiment - Pages 362-363