Unleashed from Hell

Chapter 1: Prologue

Author's Note - All rights to the characters, events, etc. that are part of the ELM STREET/FRIDAY THE 13th franchise belong to New Line Cinema.

And if the wording seems a little off, I apologize... this is actually a remake of a story I posted on here back in 2012, but I deleted that since it was never completed, and I couldn't find any of the original stuff I wrote down.

So, with all that being said, I hope you enjoy this story.

Looking at the time on his wristwatch (11:30pm), Andy let out a yawn and began to head out of his office, having already concluded his business with his last patient for the night.

"You'd think they would tell you about all this stuff in med school," said the young man, now entering the lobby of the hospital.

But before going towards the exit, he stopped to look at the receptionist's desk, where a young woman - dressed in blue jeans and a green tank top - was sitting and laying face-down by the computer.

A warm smile growing on his face, Andy went over to her, and tried to gently shake her awake.

It took a few minutes, but then, she suddenly sat up, as if she'd just had something bad happen to her in her dream.

"Whitney?" asked Andy, looking concerned. "You okay?"

"Yeah, no, I'm fine, Dr. Vincent," replied Whitney, shaking her head to fully wake herself. "Just haven't gotten much sleep."

"From working here?" chuckled Andy.

She smiled, but shook her head. "No, just... flashes of certain memories pop up whenever I do sleep... ones that I don't wanna remember."

"Oh... I know what that's like," replied Andy. "I've had moments like those, too, and it basically just makes me drowsy for almost the entire day."

Whitney chuckled, and said, "Well, I'm pretty sure you and I both have completely different memories, Dr. Vincent."

"You can just call me 'Andy', Whitney," said the young doctor. "I've worked with you for almost three years. We're friends by now, aren't we?"

The young woman chuckled, and nodded. "Yeah, we are... Andy... so, you, uh, heading home, too?"

"Actually, yeah, I am," replied Andy. "I could give you a ride, too, if you want... that way you don't got to wait for that stupid bus to show up."

Whitney smirked. "It's not that stupid, at least it gets me here on time... besides, I'm only waiting till my car's done being fixed at the shop. I'll be driving again in a few days."

"Well, come on, then," said Andy. "I don't want you all alone in this place."

Getting up from her chair, Whitney began grabbing her purse and other belongings. "Well, look who's a gentleman... oh, damn it, I hate it when it falls down there..."

Andy, who'd been checking the messages and emails on his phone, looked up towards her, and was about to reply back when he noticed her bending down, trying to search for something that had fallen under the desk.

"Andy? You okay?" asked Whitney, unable to see that he was staring at her ass.

Unable to speak, Andy kept looking at her jean-covered behind, a sexual feeling moving throughout his entire body.

"Andy?"

"Huh? Y-yeah, no, I'm... fine..." Andy shook his head, and went back to his phone. "You ready now?"

Sitting up straight, Whitney nodded, and said, "Yeah, let's go."

So, the two of them began to head out of the hospital building, and walking towards Andy's convertible car.

"Hey, um..." said the doctor, before entering the vehicle. "If you don't mind, I have a spare room over at my place... if you want to stay over..."

Whitney smirked, raising an eyebrow. "So you can look at my ass some more?"

Andy's face quickly started to turn red. "T-that was... I-I didn't think... y-you, ah..."

He started getting nervous as she walked over to him, still smirking, and then, she said, "We've known each other for three years, Andy, and this is your way of asking me out?"

"I-I-I..." replied a nervous Andy, but then, he stopped when Whitney suddenly gave him a kiss, instantly relaxing him.

Once she pulled away, he said, "Uh... thanks?"

"You're welcome," smiled Whitney, now going inside his car.

Andy blinked a few times, still a little bit shocked at what just happened, but decided to just relax, so after getting in the car, and turning it on, he started driving away from the hospital, and towards the apartment complex he lived at that was only several miles away.

"You okay there, hot shot?" asked Whitney, still smiling.

Andy nodded his head, still trying to relax. "Yeah, I'm fine... just that my... idea... of asking you to be my girlfriend wasn't like this at all."

"Is that why it took three years?" chuckled the young woman.

Andy began to laugh. "Well, not exactly... I just had some... stuff that I needed to take care of with my mom and dad..."

"Well, next time," said Whitney. "Just go ahead and ask me. I was waiting for you to do it anyway."

Andy looked at her in surprise. "How long?"

"Pretty much since the first year had passed," replied Whitney.

Andy began to feel a little embarrassed. "Oh... well, I... holy shit!"

Stepping on the brakes as fast as he could, Andy's car stopped at the red light, but he was able to avoid hitting a pedestrian who had been crossing the street.

"You okay?" asked Andy, looking over at Whitney, who nodded her head.

After the pedestrian had reached the other side of the street, and the stop light went to green, Andy drove on, and after a few more minutes of conversation with Whitney, he entered the apartment complex, headed to his garage to park his car, and then, after walking up the stairs, they had finally entered his apartment.

"Okay, so you can-" began Andy, but before he could finish talking, Whitney stopped him - again - by kissing him passionately.

When she pulled away, Andy said, "I should stop talking, huh?"

Whitney smirked, and said, "Took you long enough..."

Andy grinned, and they began going to the nearest bedroom, her arms around his neck while his hands started groping her ass.

Could my life get any better?

Meanwhile, outside of the building his apartment was in, the same cloaked pedestrian that Andy had almost ran over was now standing near his vehicle, looking up at the window that he knew belonged to the young man.

"Looks like I've found the first two children I need," chuckled the mysterious figure. "It's too bad, though... all those wasted days of being that girl's boyfriend, and their lives are going to soon be over..."

Then, he turned his attention to the building across from Andy's, and let out another dark chuckle as he began walking towards it. "But first, I have an overdue visit to attend to..."