Crystal Lake: Shack

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Freddy Krueger laughs like a madman as he returns to the shack from the dream world he was having fun in. He only got one of the five, but the count was good enough for him. Jason Voorhees, who's mostly been sitting in one spot this entire time, quite literally playing the game of staring at a wall, slowly turns  his head when he sees the overly excited monster returning. "That felt so good!" He shares with him with a massive grin on his face as if he's just had the best sex of all time.  "I'm finally strong enough to get my hands dirty~"

Jason just stands up, silent and not really give a damn about how strong he is. He's currently trying to figure out what he's going to do with this new found knowledge of everything logic, but right now, he's still overwhelmed by all the ideas he has. "That ought to shake them up a little gaggle of bears." Freddy notes with pride as he looks down and plays with his finger knives. "It seems that we have a self-proclaimed hero among the sheep of  Crystal Lake. And he's on his way here to stop us from using the book."

He then abruptly snaps towards Jason, pressing a blade against his mask. "Now, listen up, Good Gimp, here's your part...." He scratches the mask as he trails downward slowly. "Take your momma's boy rotted corpse mind out there and slaughter them when they show up." He orders with a now serious face on. "Kill Y/N Williams first, we can enjoy killing the kids afterwards." He instructs him, knowing who the real threat among them is likely going to be.

"Now get out there and do some killing." Freddy orders as he pushes Jason out the door, who then looks out at the snowy wilderness, glad to finally have his feet moving again. The dream demon meanwhile, sits down at the table, and caresses the flesh of his favorite piece of literature.

"I've got some heavy reading to do."

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Crystal Lake: Super Mega Ultra S-Mart

You probably think going back to a place you almost got killed at would be crazy, but crazy is the gang's middle name at this point. And besides, they've all agreed that they are gonna be the ones to stop Jason and Freddy or die trying. Sure, chances lead more towards the former, but running away will only guarantee their deaths. That fact has loomed over them during the painfully quiet drive over to the Super Mega Ultra Big Great Humongous Massive S-Mart. 

"Are you.... sure, you can drive like that?" Raoul awkwardly questions Y/N with a raised brow as he and Jarvis sit in the back seat, having been surprisingly silent up until now. It's the first and possibly only time the gang will witness the two choosing to shut the hell up.  Well, up until now. But at least it's a new record. "Because, I can-"

"Way too late for that." Y/N interrupts him with a brief glance that reminds the kid that the S-Mart is practically in sight now. It's been yellow taped all to hell, but no longer do cops roam the place since there's not much investigating to do, the killer being the most obvious person. Yet, he doubts the cops are actually going for that. They're here because they can't just go into Hell and expect to win empty handed, they need to win by using what they know best, and that, of course, is with housewares. 

"Good point..." Raoul admits with a small nod as he slinks back into his original position. As Y/N drives the car through the yellow tape, he glances over at Caroline, who's staring out the window with a haunted expression, having been too shaken up by Dave's death to die. Guess the reality that she's not save awake with Jason, or asleep with Freddy hasn't been very easy to set it in for her.

"There's nothing you could've done, Caroline. None of us knew that the demon behind Jason killed people by invading their dreams." Y/N reminds the poor girl, knowing that it won't make her feel better, but it will at least make senses to her as to why that had to happen to them, during what was presumed to be a moment of peace. "We're lucky that we managed to wake the rest of us help. He would want us to keep fighting these monsters."

Caroline nods but doesn't say a word back to him. It's clear she's going to need more time, but sadly, time isn't exactly on their side at the moment. "Oh man, I don't wanna die...." Jarvis cowers as he moves his leg up and down, shaking. "I can't die a virgin. All the guys in the aftermath are gonna make fun of me."

"Yes, absolutely, we cannot let that happen." Y/N responds with a nod, though it's clear he's being criticizingly sarcastic. He shows Caroline a look before looking back at the road. "If we just don't choose cowardice, we'll all be fine." He adds with a seemingly confident, though in reality, he's trying his best not to say 'mostly....' He then parks the car in front of the back and all of them step outside.  "Let's just get the gear we need and head back, that means no one takes the Neve Campbell nudes in the manager's office!" He says, directly staring at the two boys when he says that last part.

"Aw..." They both say simultaneously, dropping their heads. But then they blink. "Wait, how do you know that-"

"Anyway, let's be careful. The cops split hours ago, but that doesn't mean we should trash the place either." Y/N continues on in spite of their question and uses his card that thankfully still works to open the door. The gang doesn't remove their winter coats and such since this will be a quick trip. If anything, it gives Raoul a better excuse to keep wearing his beanie. "Stock up on weapons and explosives. Here's the list of everything we need for our game plan tonight, Jarvis and Raoul, that's on you." He instructs them as he hands the list over to the beanie kid. "Me and Caroline will grab the rest of the supplies and meet up with you back at the car."

"Okay, but um..... a-are you sure that we really need explosives?" Raoul asks as he nervously feels his jacket at the thought of operating a make-shift bomb. "I-I-I don't wanna blow turn myself into the Blob." 

"Unless one of you lets out a Taco Bell-induced fart on the damn thing, I promise that you shouldn't ignite anything unless you're not careful." Y/N assures him with a slightly dry expression. He wasn't gonna ask them to mess with claymores or something, was he? "It'll be armed once I get it set up, so don't worry okay? Although it will require you to sacrifice your beanie."

"Oh, okay man, great..." Raoul says as he lets out a sigh of relief, before processing all of what Y/N had just said. "Wait, wha-?!"

"Come on, the quicker the better, chop-chop!" Y/N encourages as he pushes both him and Jarvis to the direction he's expecting them to go. The boys share a worried look, but finally do what they're told while Williams and Caroline head towards the opposite end of the housewares department. Though, frankly, half of what should be called the 'American' department is also in here. 

The group is split in half now, which ironically inspires them to share their feelings on the matter with each other. "This is so screwed up man..." Raoul comments to Jarvis with a shudder in his voice. "I mean, I thought Dave was a dweeb, but damn, I don't wanna end up like that. Imagine getting drowned by Nancy Thompson's own ass, bro! Right before she rips your ass apart with scissors!"

"Agreed, bro, but what choice do we have?" Jarvis responds with a small shrug, the two of them wheeling around wheelbarrows of the stuff that's on the list, finding the dark atmosphere of the department to be more haunting that whatever stuff they've seen so far. "Either hacked to pieces by Jason or killed in your sleep by Freddy? We're boned, man!"

"Whoa! Whoa! Careful now! you're starting to sound like Y/N with that kind of talk, Jarv!" Raoul points out with a raised hand, letting out a shaky exhale. "I mean, I don't disagree, but, still..."

 "I'm honestly more worried about what my ma' will say when he figures out, I tried taking on two freakish weirdos from Hell with just a bomb and some guns." Jarvis remarks with a face that seems like he's mixed about returning home after all this. "Doesn't matter if I survive a machete or finger-knifes, she's gonna kill my ass for getting roped into this."

"When you get back home? Imagine what your dad will feel when he hears that you used property that he bought to fight them off? Or that you've sill haven't gotten promoted after all this?" Raoul responds with a finger gun pointed to his head. Shaking his head as he finds another item and adds it to the barrow. "I don't even know what I did to deserve possibly dying like this, man."

"Me either, but I know that I won't let death come without getting my chimney stack smoked at least once." Jarvis declares as he holds up a finger, to which Raoul finds it in himself to chuckle.

"Too right, bro."

Meanwhile, Y/N and Carolne are grabbing stuff for the other phase of the plan. The concept will be difficult, since they are facing off against two big villains instead of just one. If only they had studied that in collage. "Are you sure that this is going to work?" The female can't help but ask with her arms nervously crossed. 

"It's gonna work, or we're gonna be dead." Y/N answers with the blunt obvious response, causing Caroline to let out a huge sigh. 

"So, in other words, you have no Plan B?" Caroline correctly guesses, to which Y/N turns to her with a cheeky smile on his face, not technically denying it. "Oh brother...."

"Relax, gorgeous, I've literally been trained for this scenario since I was in diapers." Y/N informs her with confidence as he scavenges the shelf for the last thing they are looking for. "Look, whatever I was gonna come up with had an outcome with us dying in it, I just chose the one that had less chances of that happening." He jokes with a shrug, hoping that helps some. "The only thing that needs to happen, is us getting the Necronomicon. Once that happens, we just need to say the magic words and do the job I bet a dozen people have failed to do." 

"And that is?" Caroline queries with a raise brow, to which Y/N gives her a look as if wondering what else she's expecting him to say.

"Send them both back to hell." He answers with a passionate seethe, his fist gripping for some vengeance for what Jason did to Bree and Freddy to Dave. Two people died on their watch, but this time, it isn't going to be because either one caught them off-guard. "Just stay with the program. Don't do something movie-chick stupid like try to crawl through a doggy door and we'll be fine." 

He then grabs the last thing he was looking for, adding it to the box for the inevitable. Caroline looks down at it all, flashlights, road flares, it seems like Y/N's bringing extra ammo for all of his pieces, making her wonder what she has planned. "So, that's it?" She assumes as she looks back up at Y/N.

"One more thing." Y/N tells her with a raised finger as he walks past her to a thing he remembers from earlier, right before things went to shit. He finds the shelf and grabs a Chain Lighting off and rips it apart with his eager hands. "Never thought I would actually be doing this, but..." He comments with a mental shrug as he raises his mutilated arm up and inserts the flashy and powerful chainsaw into it. With a little bit of workaround, the thing fits him like a glove. He gives it a quick test and the thing revs up brilliantly. He tests it on an empty shelf, pay be dammed, and it's like a hot knife through butter. He then turns it back off before turning to Caroline who stares at his new hand with a look of awe and admiration. Y/N sucks it up for all it's worth, proudly nodding at himself.

"Groovy." 

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Crystal Lake: Voorhees Residence

Now's the time to set their plan into action. They drive over to the place they suspect will hold the book and their horrors, the Voorhees's old house. If Jason was immediate to kill the second the frat teens walked in, and the boy was hidden in that house in the first place, it's a sure bet that whatever's happening is going to happen in an abandoned home with no neighbors living nearby. The perfect hideout. 

"Alright, next stop.... Voorhees Central." Y/N quips as they all step outside, the people who've been here before giving this place another look over while the other have stare at it with an odd sense of admiration. "All right, boys and girls.... and me. Let's get this party started." He states with confidence as he walks over to the trunk of the car. 

"This is where the hot chick from earlier got butchered?" Jarvis recalls as he looks around, apparently having expected something from Hellraiser or something. "Not much blood on the walls or windows..." 

"Assuming he's only taken away the bodies, I'm sure the teeth of that one guy are still littered around the floor, so watch your step when you walk in." Y/N advises as he grabs the ammo belt full of shotgun shells and straps it on, while Jarvis nervously swallows as he regrets saying that. "Alright, lets rig those explosives over there on the porch." He instructs the two best friends as he points towards the spot Jason came bursting out off during his last visit here. "We're going to need to lure him there first, though, so I'll stumble around the woods and circle it back to the-"

"No, man, that shit's gonna take too damn long." Raoul instantly cuts him off, holding up a hand before confidently walking forward. "I'll get the big bastard's attention, you go to the cellar while we handle Voorhees." 

Y/N shares a extremely surprised look with Caroline before looking back at him. "You?"

"Correction, we will get the big bastard's attention." Jarvis chimes in as we steps forward next to his best friend. Y/N blinks rapidly at both of them, while Caroline rubs her eyes, which doesn't go unnoticed by the two of them. "What? What's wrong? Why are you guys acting like that?" He asks the two of them, slightly confused.

"Uh...." Y/N stutters, not really able to find a way to say it without being pessimistic. "Nothing, nothing at all, that's actually a really good idea." He tells them with a quick nod, smiling earnestly, proud of the two boys for standing up. "Okay then, I will sneak down the cellar and grab the book, assuming it's still there, and you guys will lure Jason to the porch where you blast him to smitheries using the schematics I showed you, got it?" He re-summarizes the plan, and everyone nods in acknowledgement. "Alright, let's do this." 

They then all begin to separate, until Jarvis quickly remembers something. "Hey, Y/N?" He calls out to him, causing the guy to turn around. "I... I think you've been setting a pretty good example for us." He tells him with a face that looks like he means it, to which Raoul nods.

"Yeah, man, you're not Captain Boring at all." Raoul adds as well, causing Y/N to blink, feeling a little flustered. But then, he gives them two of them a grateful nod.

 "Thank you." He replies, before pointing at them with a serious look that's concerned for their safety. "Remember, don't get killed, all right? The last thing I want is for anymore people to die tonight on my watch." He orders them and they all then separate for real this time, while Y/N catches Caroline looking at him with a big smile on her face. "What?" 

"It may be just me, but I think you've actually rubbed off of them." Caroline playfully comments with a teasing expression, to which Y/N just chuckles. 

"Like I said, I'm the complete package." He says before letting out a huge grin. "In more ways that one~"

"Oh my gosh, now is not the time for more dick jokes..." Caroline grumbles as she face palms herself, already having enough of that with the two goofballs she's been working with. 

"Hey, you helped me set that one up." Y/N points out with a smirk before stepping a little closer. "Now, give me some good luck." He requests before quickly swooping in to kiss her without warning, yet Caroline easily leans into in as if it was instinct. 

As they pull back, Caroline looks him up and down with a slightly serious look. "Don't you dare fucking die..." She orders with eyes that say she will bring him back to kill him a second time if he does, to which Y/N laughs at her.

"Yes ma'am." He nods before jogging off.

Meanwhile, the two best friends step into the snowy forest with their flashlights raised to guide them through this hard-to-see area. It feels like it's gotten foggier just from them standing next to all these trees. "You, uh.... you think he's going to show up?" Raoul questions out loud as they begin ambling around. 

"I think so?" Jarvis not-answers as they point their flashlight in multiple directions, every shadowing somehow able to look like it belongs to Jason's. 

"Man, hell was we thinking, volunteering for this shit?" Raoul already seems to be regretting his decision as he starts to get paranoid with every inch of darkness. He knows that Jason will probably not like someone like him, he just knows it. "People like us don't survive in these situations."

"Don't worry, bro, you an' me are gonna take out this prick." Jarvis reassures him as he taps him on the shoulder, encouraging him to keep his meander. "Still, I sometimes keep trying to convince myself that this isn't some undead homicidal monster we're facing, and just some sycophant with an identity disorder who maybe just has a lot of armor under that mask. But nope, it's undead, alright!" 

"He's like the zombies from some horror flick, you know? The slow moving mojos that stop and growl for brains or something before they rip off the hot girl's shirt and gnaw on her knobs." Raoul references with a small cackling, inspiring Jarvis to do the same. "Hey, I'd like to gnaw on Caroline's knobs for a while, you dig?" 

"Yeah man! Knob's are her nipples!" Jarvis adds, speaking like the fourth grader as the two laugh obnoxiously together like they back before this whole mess even started, and the worst thing that happened was a candy cane dick joke. "True dat, but.... hey, what's that?"

"What's what?" Raoul asks, trying to point his flashlight where Jarvis is pointing at, only to clumsily drop it onto the snow. "Shit, hold on...." He mutters as he picks it back up.....

Before shining it onto Jason's mask.

"Shit! Jason! RUN!"

The two instantly flee for their lives as Jason swings his machete at them, only to hit air instead. He then speed-marches in pursuit of the two boys as they run back towards the house where they plan to plant the bait. "Shit!" Raoul suddenly curses, and Jarvis looks back to see that he's tripped on a root buried underneath the snow.

"Come on! Get up!" Jarvis encourages his bro, but Jason is getting too close for Raoul to survive. So, he does the first thing he can think of and throws a handful of snow into the maniac's face. It doesn't do any damage, but when he brings his machete down onto his presumed victim, the kid quickly rolls to the side, easily avoid it.

"Shit, thanks!" Raoul yells to him with a nod before getting back up right after, the two take off again. Jason shakes the snow off of his mask before continuing his pursuit. However, the two boys eventually turn the corner, temporarily out of sight from Jason's POV. "Get to the hiding spot!" He orders Jarvis with a shove before frantically ripping off his beanie. "Gotta plant the bait...." He mumbles to himself as he quickly wraps it around the mini bomb made to send their new pal to Cloud-Death.

He throws it onto the floor, finally revealing what is admittedly the messiest hairdo a human has ever seen. "Wow, that makes a lot of sense now..." Caroline comments with a wince, though it's likely because he's been wearing hats for so long that he keeps forgetting to take care of it. Does he have some kind of sleeping cap, too?

Even though the two boys fall behind the car where Jason can't see them, Raoul is still shaking to the grim as if he's actually naked in this weather. "Shit, Jarv.... I think I just pissed myself...."

"Shh!" Jarvis grabs him by the head and holds up his finger, seeing the guy walking back into view. Jason looks around before eventually spotting the beanie on the ground. "He's taking the bait..."

Jason slowly steps towards it, slowly raising his machete while Caroline watches with a tense knot in her stomach. She sees him kneel down and reach for the garment with a slight hint of interest..... before pausing. 

Wait.... what the fuck?

Suddenly getting a bad feeling, Jason tilts his head at the object as if sensing potential danger from it, much to the surprise of the other kids. "Did he just stop?" Raoul asks in a loud whisper, now possibly able to piss his pants at this point. "Why did he stop?"

Ki-Ki-Ki

Ma-Ma-Ma

"No...." Caroline whispers in horror as she shakes her head, denying what this obviously means. "He can't know that this is a trap." She tells himself, remembering how Dave said he still has the brain functions of a child. This shouldn't be happening. "Can he...?"

Then, Jason cranks his neck before slowing turning around.... towards her. He then raises his hand and....

Did he just wag his finger at them?

Then... he pulls out a machete out from his hip, which is now the time Raoul finally unleashes his yellow fluids out of his penis.

"HE HAS TWO OF THEM?!"

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Meanwhile, Y/N walks down the steps of the cellar just like he did hours ago. No lamp this time, just a chainsaw hand, a shotgun, and a sharp trust in his intuitions, let's just hope they serve him well for the next 2 hours.

"All right, you fleshly beautiful piece of shit, where are you?" Y/N mumbles quietly to himself as if the book can hear him as he patrols the cellar once again. He didn't bring a light source this time because he didn't want the slight chance of illumination light that went through the small holes of the floorboards above him. He has to play this carefully until he's eventually caught. 

He looks around until his eyes adjust to the dark, spotting a tiny table with a fedora hat and the book of the dead itself. "Aha! There you are, book of the Devil's ass-kissers." He exclaims with a happy grin, glad to have found it so quickly. "Now, where are those banishment pages....?" He wonders as he opens it up and begins scrolling. 

Let's see.... Nightmares.... no.... naked slaves..... nope...... slavery of the ni..... nope, not that either........ ah, here it is! Okay, so he mumbles the words to himself really quickly so he doesn't forget. 

"Klattu...."

"Verata....."

"Necktie!"

Suddenly, the teal and bright yellow undergarment appears around Y/N's neck, catching him by surprised. "What the-?" 

*SHUNK!* 

A razor-gloved hand suddenly stabs him through the shoulder with all four blades, cutting the necktie off of him by also giving him an intense amount of pain. "ARGH"! He yells in pain as the blades move around a little bit, adding salt to the wound.

"Oopsie, did I do that?" Freddy quips behind him with a grin as he very slowly pulls the knives out of him, allowing Y/N to fall to his knees to grab at his new set of wounds. "Shame, shame, shame. So klutzy, I am. Gotta work on my hand coordination for the future so I actually hit your heart next time." He comments with a shrug, even though the Williams kid suspects him of missing on purpose just so he can play with his food first before the kill.

"Krueger..." Y/N growls venomously as he looks up at the demon, gritting his teeth as he tries to fight past the pain and get himself back up, though it proves to be a little bit difficult than he thought. "Really great to see you again."

"In the charcoal-burned flesh! Nice dig by the way! Glad to see that you've really taken after your old man." Freddy comments as he points towards Y/N's chainsaw. "Now, if you don't mind, please hand over my book. Thanks to you and that little blistered tome, I'm finally free of Jason and ready to show these kids what real terror is!" 

"Wait, wait!" Y/N holds up a hand before Freddy considers slicing his ass again. "How are you here? I thought you said you lived in the 'dream scape'? Have I been dreaming this entire night? Did I pass out in the car?" He asks him in bewilderment, to the point he's asking himself the questions.

"Wow, much more talkative than your daddy, ain't ya? 'Did I pass out? 'Did I dream the entire night?' 'Do I jerk off to Asian lesbian porn at night to pretend that I'm a chick magnet like Ash is?' " Freddy mocks him with 'monkey ears' as well, rolling his eyes. "Well, news flash, only one of those is correct, so stop your sniveling pussy!" He scolds him as he swipes at his face, almost getting Y/N's cheek. "Thanks to those deadite passages, I'll have domain over the waking world and the dream world! So just hand it over and the children of Elm Street everywhere will suffer night and day like never before."

"Well, at least you're honest about your motivations..." Y/N comments with a sliver of respect as he finally gets himself up. Taking a deep breath to get his bravado back, he revs up his chainsaw with a mind to fight to the death. "Here's your problem though, I've figured out the truth. It took a good long while, facing the darkest places Earth can offer, but I've found the answer." He tells Freddy with determination as he pulls out his shotgun next. "I'm a Williams. Whether it's a husk of a man, a nightmare child-killer, a zombie reborn by vengeance, a cannibalistic family, or a spawn of Satan itself with fucking pins for a head, I was born to send you fucks back down to Hell, even if it costed my own life to do it!" 

"Aww.... how heart-warming..." Freddy mocks with fake tears he pretends to wipe away with a razor-nail. "There's just one thing you don't know about the Necronomicon, however, you arrogant little shit." He swears at him, to which Y/N tilts his head.

"Oh, yeah? What's that?" Y/N asks, not intimidated at first, until Freddy smirks.

And he begins changing....

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"I did it ten minutes ago! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA!"

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"GO! GO! GO!

"RUN! Freaking run!" 

Raoul, Jarvis, and Caroline have all sprinted back into the woods on account of a now seemingly intelligent Jason having turned the tables around on them. Not only did he somehow spot out the trap, but he brought two machetes to a gun fight, and for someone like him, that's more than enough.

As Caroline passes tree to tree, she quickly hides behind one of them to catch her breath. However, that's also when she realizes that she's lost everyone else. "Raoul? Jarvis!" She calls out to them, but it seems like the three folks have all separated from each other due to the panic that was ensuing. "Shit..." She swears to herself as she leans her head against the wood in frustration.

What the hell happened back there? 

Knowing that she can't stay still forever, she gets back on the move again, now trying to re-trace her steps so she can find the boot prints that Raoul and/or Jarvis left behind, wanting to regroup with them as soon as possible. Looks like somebody else got the same idea, since her eyes spot her feet almost walking onto another person's boot. "Raoul?"

She looks up, and sees Jason Voorhees instead.

 She screams in terror as she ducks down to avoid Jason's machete slash, as well as the next one that follows. She desperately crawls away as the slasher marches towards her, but as she gets herself back up, he brings his machete's down onto the snow on both her left and right, crossed, of course, meaning that she can't move her neck or head.... and she's stuck.

"No... no..... " She pleadingly shakes her head at Jason, who just tilts his head, knowing that one push is all that he needs to decapitate her. Snaping it back straight, he then prepares the final blow....

"Hey, asshole!" A voice yells, and that tiny insult is enough to get the J man's attention as he snaps his head towards the teen who said that in anger. "Come on, maggot head!" Raoul challenges him as he gestures with his hands to target him instead. "Come on, momma's boy, what are you waiting for?! Huh, ya chicken shit? You little pussy bitch boy!"

Since Jason still has temper of a child, this school-yard taunts work and he digs his blades out of the snow to begin stomping towards him. Raoul laughs mockingly as he begins running away, while Caroline feels her chest after seeing the kid save her life. "Raoul! What are you doing?!" She loudly questions as she quickly stands up to sprint in their direction, now wanting to return the favor. 

Raoul, purposefully having gotten the man-child's fury directed towards him, continues to recklessly taunt as Jason chases him while seeing red. "That all ya got! Fuck-face? My grandpa could run faster, and she's older than your bitch-ass!" He spits at him as then turns around, now practically standing still, waiting to be killed. "Come on! I'm standing here waiting, tits for brains! What are you doing? Jerking off?!" 

Jason charges and swings both machete's at him, only to get stopped mid-swing when a massive heavy stick bonks him over the head from his right, causing him to fall over. "Ha! Got him!" Jarvis exclaims with an excited cheer as he and Raoul high-five, though the hit broke the wannabe blunt object in half. 

Also, Jason immediately gets back up afterwards.

"Oh, shit..." Raoul mutters as the realization that their quick-plan didn't work. They get back to running again as Jason continues his pursuit of both of them, getting deja vu already. "Go! Go! Go!" 

"Well, at least we got that bastard away from Caroline!" Jarvis mentions as they keep sprinting away, trying to see the good side of their dire situation. 

"Speaking facts there, bro!" Raoul replies as he glances back, thankfully no longer seeing Jason following them anymore, but that doesn't stop them just yet. "But what do we do now-?"

*SWISH!*

Before they can blink, Jason steps out from behind a tree in front of them, and Jarvis accidentally bumps straight into him. "Oh shi-!" He exclaims only to get one of the machete's abruptly impaling him through the chin and out the back of his head the entire way through. Jason then holsters the other one so he can grip the handle with both hands before twisting it upward with one good push, completely snapping his neck in process. (Mortal Kombat 10 X-Ray move) 

"JARV!" Raoul cries out as his friend lifelessly falls to the ground, no longer breathing, before his killer snaps his head towards him. He yelps as turns to a random direction and starts running, only to once again trip on a large root buried in the snow. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! Fuck! Fuck! fuckfuckfucfkcuk!" 

He tries to stand back up, but Jason has already caught up with him and grabs him by the collar of his jacket. "Shit! No! NO!" He cries with a pleading tone as he tries punching and pulling on the undead killer's grip to no avail. Jason spots a tree with a long sharp branch and gets an idea. He drags the guy over before pulling him up. "NOOOOO!" 

Then, he impales his chest straight through the branch until his back hits the tree stump. Raoul is already coughing out blood as he looks down to grab at the branch, realizing the fatal situation he's in now. At this point, Caroline has finally caught up with them, but is obviously too late. 

She gasps and shares eye contact with the poor kid. She looks like she's about to scream to try and stop the kill, but Raoul quickly extends his hand towards her and pleadingly shake his head, knowing that it's too late for him now. Jason, not noticing, grabs another sharp, but shorter branch, and stabs it through his brain, eventually eliminating the kid who's head slowly drops down and he stops moving, signaling his death. 

Caroline puts a hand over her mouth to stop herself from making sounds that reflect her terror. Jason glances around, suspecting something, but before he can search for her hiding place, a bright light comes from inside the house, and demonic eels suddenly fly all over the place, one of them latching onto Jason for a quick moment before it flies off.

This eel makes him come to a realization. He looks down at his hands, seeing that they are still rotten, they are still undead skin. They aren't clean, they aren't smooth, he's still... ugly. His mother.... is dead. 

Freddy lied to him.

In anger, Jason stomps towards the house with both machetes, leaving Caroline behind the bush.

And Caroline weeps.

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(A/N) Here's the new chapter!

As you can see, the situation hasn't gotten any better for our heroes. Next two chapters are probably gonna be the last ones, though I'm not too sure, I don't wanna ruin the pacing I've kept up with, with these chapters so far.

As you can see, I tried to give Raoul and Jarvis more of a tiny arc in this story, as I didn't want them to just be left as dumb characters acting dumb until they died. I know it wasn't much, but as an adaptation, I wanted to add something to this moment, as well as include a scene that shows us their deaths rather than them being killed off-page like they did in the comic.

Anyway, plz vote and comment, any counts as feedback, add this to your library so you'll be notified of updates, and I'll see you in the next one!