Conflict on the love path?

Summary:Freddy Krueger, the Springs Wood Killer. Jason Voorhees, the killer at Camp Crystal Lake. Luna Dalton, a girl that connects them. Oh the world just loves them! Years after Freddy vs Jason.

Rated:T

Will be using alternating end. I do not own Friday the 13th or ANOES, there characters belong to ther owners. I only own the my OCs seen through out the story. Support the original movies, comics, ect...

CHAPTER 1 : A Nightmare

She was running, he was laughing his ass off.

Luna Dalton heard rumors of a burned man that kills people in their sleep, she laughed it off after her friend went into gory details of how, why, and examples. Apparently her friend had a friend that survived the first "Freddy's back bitch!" killing after he was supposedly killed by a Jason Voorhees. Luna was never scared easily but something in the back of her mind screamed he was real, and the thought scared her. She wouldn't have a way to fight back in her dreams. She would die, brutally killed by claws of steel that ripped through her like butter. She couldn't sleep with the image of her death bouncing around. She put in a movie and fell asleep half way through. Dreaming of a strange man following her, unable to see him but could feel him there.

The next morning she had her dark brown hair in a braid that reached her shoulder-blades. Pale skin covered with a navy-blue thermal shirt reaching past her butt, slightly blowing in the breeze. Unnatural purple eyes squinted against the early. Slender legs tapped impatiently, but was unseen by anyone thanks to the cargo pants that were two sizes to big. A belt splattered with paint of every color held it firmly around her hip. A frown grew bigger by the minute. She looked at her duffel bag, it was full of clothes and everything she would need for the next few weeks. A car shined in the sunrise, thank god it was her friend's. "Your fucking late!" Luna scolded as she threw her bag in the trunk, knowing her friend could hear her. Her friend leaned over and opened the door, her smile apologetic. "Sorry, I lost track of time." her high voice laughed, she rubbed the back of her blond hair down with her lightly tanned hand. Blue eyes watching the road. A snoor boomed from the back seat, she twitched. "You had to bring him along? This was suppose to be just you and me for a few day before anyone else came! Ceirra you promised." Luna glared at the asshole asleep in the back, Ceirra's damn boyfriend always pissed her off with everything he did. She would ask him to turn the music down and he would turn it to full blast, she tell him to stay away from her stuff and he touches everything he can get his hands on!

The drive was quiet for about six hours,till the ass woke up "So did you tell her yet?" he asked passing a bored glance at Luna. "You mean were we are going? Yeah I did, why you want to tell her the story?" Ceirra asked with a small teasing smile, he nodded and faced Luna. "What story?" she asked, he cleared his throat. "The story of the Camp Crystal Lake Killer: Jason Voorhees." he spoke in a deep tone, obviously tring to be scary. The name clicked in her brain, the guy from the story about Freddy. "Didn't he kill Freddy Krueger?" she asked. He nodded again "Yeah, he is pretty kick ass. But not the point right now, you wana hear the story behind him?" She nodded " Jason was a deformed kid at the camp, his mom worked as the chief. He was bullied and rejected by the other campers, the councilors weren't much better either. Drunk and horny about sums them up, they never watched the kids. One day the kids took it to far, the councilors not watching, and pushed him off the dock. He couldn't swim well or at all. The kids kept pushing his head under until he never came up again. Jason Voorhees died at age 11 in Crystal Lake. One or two years later some people tried to re-open the camp. When Mrs. Voorhees found out she flipped, she killed all the councilors except one that ran. The one councilor cut off her head with a machete, legend says Jason saw the whole thing. Locals say Jason is still there, killing anyone that enters." he finished. It was quiet for a minute. "That was like fifty years ago though." she was a bit relived.

"Switch spots with me, I want to take a nap." Luna yawned, Ceirra pulled the car over. She got comfy in the back and closed her eyes. Ceirra and her boyfriend where chatting away like she wasn't there. Luna pulled out her IPod and stuck the headphones in her ears trying to block out the conversation. My chemical Romance blasting into her mind as she drifted to sleep, not aware she shouldn't have got to sleep. 1,2, He's coming for you... The sounds of children singing was confusing. The tap of jump rope and feet hitting the ground in a strange rhythm seemed ominous. "Excuse me, little girls?" Luna stood a few feet from the three little girls in white, singing the line over and over. 1,2 He's coming for you.. The girl jumping starred at her, small eyes willing her to understand. For almost an hour Luna watched them play, never missing a beat or changing the line. She soon started to get bored and walked away, all noise was gone. She spun around to see them gone with their jump-rope laying on the ground in the shape of an arrow, pointing away from her. Curiously Luna followed it. 'It's just a dream, how bad could it be?' she thought, oblivious to the figure following her every move. The music was still heard, echoing throughout the world. She hummed along, nearly tripping on a pipe. She looked down at it, a random pipe. Looking around only to see black and the pipe on the ground, it was a decent weight. Obviously metal of some sort, old from the rust coloring it an odd red-orange. There was a flash as she dropped it, blinding her. The black everything gone, replaced by a dim room.

A boiler room. Just like her friend mentioned in the Freddy Krueger story. She started to wonder if the story could be real or just the power of suggestion. Until a horrible sound screamed.

ssssccccrrreeeaaaaccchhhh!

She stiffened, looking around for the source of the noise. Steam shot out of a pipe and blocked the figure from being recognized. Tall, lean, and wearing a Fedora; that was all she could make out. Until a gloved hand reached for the pipes, metal knives on the end of the fingers. He started to walk towards her, his claws scratching along the pipes. Sparks flew from the scraping metal, screaming at the abuse. The sound hurt her ears, but she didn't move. Colors of red and green was visible, his sweater. Long dark pants slightly covering dark shoes that tapped against the ground. Freddy Krueger, her mind was screaming for her to run, scream, try to get away but her body felt like lead. He was in front of her now, she could see his burnt face. "Do you know who I am?" his voice was deeper and darker for a person suppose to be in his 30's. She was silent, fear had her in an iron grip. "Come now, speak. I know you can." he said again, his head tilting to the side slightly. He walked around her like a predator, his claws clicking together. "F-Freddy Krueger?" she asked nervously, he stopped. "Good girl, do you know why your here?" he asked again, she nodded "Your going to k-kill me." She croaked, he kept circling and chuckled. "Nope but close, guess again bitch. Every wrong guess is a new cut." he mocked her, lifting her shirt to show her stomach. He ran a knife down her stomach, a thin line of red popped to the surface. 'Run! Scream! Do anything, just don't stay here!' she tried moving only to fall back on her ass, she started to scoot away. "Hey, where ya going? The fun is just beginning!" he yelled, then disappeared. She shot up off the ground and ran, she cringed at every sound. =~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~==~=~=~=~=~~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=

She has been running for a while, his laugh always right next to her ear. She tripped, tumbling down onto the pipes. Her stomach hit a hot pipe, burning her slightly. 3,4 Better lock your door...

Then she was in the car. "Luna, come on wake up. We are going to be there soon. Camp Crystal Lake is only a mile away." Ceirra's voice chimed. Quickly, Luna checked her stomach to see if it all really happened. The small cut and burn were there, shit the dream was real! Slowly Luna sat up and looked out the window, a sign for the camp was being consumed by vegetation. Sure enough they were there, sitting in the parked car surrounded by the camp. Nobody spoke as they took in the feeling of utter isolation in a camp. It was actually ok, the grass wasn't to tall and the plants were kept back. A dirt road climbed up the hill, cabins were that way. Other buildings sat close to the lake, all angled at it as if watching it. A dock went into the lake slightly, the other part of it looked ready to break-off. Another dirt road went off in different ways, the fire-pit and activity stations most likely. "Well, let's go unpack and start a campfire." Ceirra's boyfriend leaped out the car and opened the trunk. Luna took her time getting out, putting her bag in a cabin, and walking over to the fire-pit. 'I fell like I am being watched.' Luna thought.

Jason point of view

Great more of them, it was finally starting to calm down. But no, more stupid teens had to come to his camp and be...stupid. He watched them pull in and sit in the car for awhile, hoping they would turn and leave. A male jumped out and practically yelled every word he said. Then a blond female jumped over to him, way to happy to be here. Finally a dark haired female slowly got out, looking around. Each one took their stuff, except for the blond female who made the male take her things. She talked with the dark haired girl, laughing about something. The male joined in, the dark haired one glared at him in anger. 'She doesn't like him.' Jason concluded. He slashed their tires and took parts of the car, it will not be moving anytime soon. Then he went to follow them, the male and blond went to cabin 1 while the dark haired one went to cabin 3. He stood there watching and waiting. "Luna! The others will be here by tomorrow!" the blond yelled from the window, her voice hurt his ears. "Ok, you don't have to yell that loud." Luna, the dark haired girl, spoke loudly but didn't yell. 'Luna, an odd name.' Jason thought as he peeked in through the window.

"Luna" was cleaning the kitchen and putting food in the old fridge, her bag on the now clean table. She seemed pleased then went to clean the rest of the cabin, he never understood why they tore down the old cabins for these. He was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard her sigh. She flopped down on one of the two single beds, pulling out an odd toy. A very old looking stuffed cat with many stitches keeping parts of the legs and tail on, she smiled at it sincerely. "Kitt-Kat something tells me this is going to be a long few weeks." her voice was quiet and she held the toy close. "Luna!" the blond yelled from the front of the cabin, he backed into the woods as she entered the cabin. "yeah Ceirra?" she sat up to face her. "We are going to start the camp fire, can you help?" Ceirra, the blond, asked. Luna nodded and carefully set the toy down, following the blond out. They met the male on the way, Jason followed them again, waiting for the chance to strike.

Normal pov

They all agreed on jobs, Ceirra would find rocks to surround the fire with, her asshole of a boyfriend would find anything to resemble chairs, and Luna to find wood. Luna spent 30 minutes finding some logs and branches, she carried them back picking up some dry leaves and grasses. 'This should last for a while, hopefully.' Luna was proud of herself for finding what she did. Wood and an old lantern for later, that is pretty good. When she got back Ceirra had just finished setting up the fire-pit and the asshole was dragging the last mini boulder over, his face red as he struggled to pull it over a tree root. "Try pushing it, it might be easier." Luna said as she dumped the wood near the fire-pit. "Gee why haven't I thought of that? Oh yeah, I can't get a good grip under it!" he yelled to the sky. Luna ignored him and set the wood up in a t-pee shape, packing the dried leaves and grass under it with skill. She shoved a branch or two in also just to be sure it would light the logs, she pulled out Ceirra's lighter and lit the dried grass on fire. "Hey when did you get that!" Ceirra asked her, trying to think of when she could have taken it. "You gave it to me incase it got dark while I was out looking for wood." Luna laughed at her friend's poor memory.

The fire crackled and popped, a light breeze swept off the lake filling the air with a nice aroma. Luna sighed happily as the moon reflected off the lake. Her hands getting warmer the closer she got to the fire, her marshmallow changing to a light brown. She pulled it toward herself and blew on it, the sweet stuck to her fingers and lips. She looked to her friend, who was currently crushing her face into the asshole's face, and sighed again. Once again she was just a third wheel, she got up and walked to her cabin. 'I feel like drawing.' she thought as she looked the window, the moon up in the sky glowing a pale white.

/\_/\chapter one! Yet again I start a story! First one for a movie, my two top movies! So what ya think? Critic me people, tell me if

( • . • ) I am wrong on something, tell me if Jason or Freddy are to ooc. Thanks for reading ja~ne!