Premise: A machine is built that brings fictional characters to life; naturally only a wealthy few own this; one decides to build theme parks filled with iconic characters from different genres of media. This fic follows what happens at the Horror Park (which due to my inability to name things will be called that). Includes characters from A Nightmare on Elm Street, Friday the 13th, Halloween, The Texas Chainsaw Massacre etc (I do not own the rights of anything or of any characters used with possible exceptions of the ones I make) takes inspiration from Jurassic Park (which again I don't own).
Chapter one:
The park was great in theory, who didn't love to come and see their favourite killers? In practice not so much, take away their ability to kill and they become boring; Carrie White for instance – she spent her time sewing clothes and praying, who wants to pay to watch that? Jess thought as the telekinetic teen finished yet another dress.
"Does the shop sell those things?" Her boyfriend Tony wondered as he stared at the map.
"You thinking of getting one?"
"I think you should get one, green to match your eyes."
She giggled as she rested her head against his shoulder, he was the only one who could get her to giggle, she laughed a lot but girly giggling? Normally out of the question but around him she was another person.
It had been her idea to come here, they both liked horror so where better to celebrate her 19th birthday?
"Come on let's find the others." They had started out as a group of 5; Jess's older sister Hannah, her girlfriend Bethany (girlfriend girlfriend not friend girlfriend as they were sick of telling people.) and Tony's best friend Adam had accompanied them but they had ditched them for some alone time, leaving them somewhere around Michael Myers.
"You think they'll have moved on?"
"Definitely, you saw how boring he was." Myers was another bad idea on the park's behalf; since he had been put in his cage he had done nothing but sit still, for over 2 years.
"I'll send Apple a text." Apple was Tony's stupid nickname for Adam, based on the bit of male anatomy, he had thought of it during a sex ed class and it had stuck.
"They're at the Hannibal food taste." Every day Hannibal Lecter made a 3 course meal and park visitors got to taste it, it was entirely vegetarian to avoid any possible "mishaps".
We raced to join them.
"Fuck you" If you recorded every word Vera-Ellen "Baby" Firefly said for a month you would probably find the two most common words were "fuck" and "you" unless you included her insane giggling.
"All I did was have a sip of your beer." Otis Driftwood raised his hands to surrender but brought them down just as quickly as Baby punched him in the leg.
"Who's beer?"
"Your beer."
"Damm right it's my beer, go get your own."
Baby would normally let her adopted brother get away with stealing her drink but this was not normal. The park had provided them with a nice enough house; each one of them had their own bedroom and space and with 7 of them that was a lot of space. The building was old, smelt and was falling to pieces but one critical part was missing; no one to kill, all the Firefly clan could do was drink and fight each other and after 2 years it was unbearable, her sleep cycle had changed; she used to stay up late kidnapping drunks and being woken late by Tiny after he got rid of the bodies but now she went to bed early, blind drunk, and woke up early with a hangover.
She walked over to the window and put her hand about an inch from the glass, it was bullet-proof and near unbreakable; nearly invisible to the human eye were the wires that ran along the inside each one electrified. It wouldn't kill to touch one but it hurt, one thing she prided her family on was the fact they hadn't used this to hurt each other, stick any other group of psychopaths in their situation and the window would become a weapon but not to them, they didn't use against one another.
Near the window was a porthole so small Baby wouldn't have been able to put her fist though it; this served as their window, the large was for people to stare at them through. She pulled open the porthole and screamed out of it "fuck you."
As normal this was met with howls of laughter, she sank to the floor with tears forming in her eyes; how she was going to make them pay.