Jason had been wandering the forest, like always, and came across the road. Like he always did, he stopped at the edge of the forest and watched the road for a few moments, waiting to see if a car came or something. When he saw the man walking he froze and watched him. Then he noticed the werewolf and remained still, hoping that the beast that was before him wouldn't find and attack him. When it attacked the other man, he watched, frozen with horror. Why did it kill him like that?! Why would a wolf kill an unarmed, unaware man that had no idea that it was there and then just leave the body? It made no sense, even if the wolf was part man, as it seemed to be.<br/><br/>He remained hidden for a while to make sure no one came. He was just about to leave his cover and cross the road when he heard the voice of the female. He moved slightly so he could see her better and watched her reaction. When she stopped on her knees, crying, he felt his human heart go out to her. He knew the beast could, quite possibly, be close by so he felt it necessary to help her. He slowly stood up and walked out of the forest toward her.<br/><br/>"Hey," he said quietly. "I know this isn't exactly the nicest time for you but you have to move. The beast that killed him could still very well be close by... It would be best if we got ourselves out of here. I'll take him you lead the way back to where you came from, okay?" His voice had a soft tone to it as he spoke. He gently reached out and took the body of the man up and over his shoulders. "Come on, let's get you home." He held his hand out to the woman to comfort her as he held onto the body of the man, Derrick she had called him.