SLASHER UNIVERSE
CHAPTER 1 - DEAL WITH THE DAMNED
Professor Samuel Loomis banged his fist on the desk asking for silence , the boys and girls attending his lesson stopped laughing and fooling around with each other, the class became silent. Loomis spoke '' Ladies and Gentlemen, may I have you're attention please, we have recently undertaken one of the most controversial subjects in our psychology class, I'm refferring to the dark criminal side of the human mind''. Some of the faces on the scholars illuminated with excitement as if they knew what the professor was about to say next . Loomis continued '' I am rather acquainted with the subject matter, I guess many of you are already informed about my involvement in the Michael Myers cases that left Haddonfield county in a state of constant dread for several Halloweens since 1978.'' Almost all the class knew about Loomis's past exploits against notorious serial killer Michael Myers, that was the reason many joined the Psychology class in the first place, Loomis was regarded as somewhat of a legendary hero around the faculty. ''I have been tied to these terrible events for what seems like an eternity and obviously I will never be able to shake free of my link that binds me to Myers's cruel and evil reign of terror…. But today I'm not here to tell you a tale and further sensationalize those events'', some of the faces darkened with slight disappointment '' Today we will dig deep into the heart of darkness by trying to understand and uncover the motives of some of the most evil and cunning murderers of the last 40 years ''. Loomis's eyes glanced across the class room staring carefully into the eyes of his knowledge hungry students. The look on Loomis's face was one of serious reflection, as if the subject he was about to tackle disturbed him on a personal level. He started walking back and forward in front of his class and said ''Can anyone of you list me some of the most ferocious killers of our time?'', a few hands shot up ready to be chosen by Loomis, many names of infamous maniacs and killers were spoken '' Jason Vorhees, Jedidiah Sawyer, Matt Cordell, Charles Lee Ray, Freddy Kueger'', some of the students even acknowleged the places where the killings took place such as '' Camp Crystal Lake, Sawyer farm, Elm street''.
Loomis nodded his head in approval of the names he just eard and replied '' Very well, these killers and their crimes are indeed the hands that have shaped contemporary life in the last century: Your front doors are no longer left open ,hitchhikers aren't going to find a car ride as easily as they used to and the girl next door isn't as eager to catch up with her new neighbor. It would be foolish not to link society's mistrust to maniacs like Leatherface, Myers or Jason… But is it just them and their deeds who have fainted the hearts of so many people or is it the legends they left behind them, some of these savage creatures have become larger than life, their stories known all around the world. Some victims who have encountered them also claim they are of supernatural origin'', Half the class giggled and laughed at the word supernatural, Loomis smirked and continued '' Of course we are quick at dismissing this otherworldly notion but what if there's a grain of truth in these claims, what if their crimes are not just fueld by rage and mental illness, what if Jason Vorhees truely rose from crystal lake to reap new victims, what if Freddy Krueger's soul came back to haunt the dreams of Elm Street teenagers like a living nightmare, or if Charles Lee Ray transferred his spirit into a Good Guy Doll named chucky, and What if Michael Myers was really a pawn used by a Diety worshipping cult'', the latter phrase sent a shiver down Loomis's spine.
The class fell silent until a girl sitting in the front row asked ''Do you believe in these stories Professor Loomis?'', Loomis stared at her with wide contemplative eyes and replied ''I believe the world must open it's eyes on the truth, we've been sleeping all this time and made the same mistakes over and over, kids have visited Crystal Lake many times only to be found in pieces the next day but that hasn't stopped other youngsters from repeating the same mistake, others have broken into the Myers house on Halloween and have gone missing, people never change because they don't believe, they are utterly sure the monsters are dead every single time and every single time they are wrong.'' Loomis thought about the past and how his life was ruined not by Michael Myers but by the people that did not believe his claim that Myers was no longer human and still at large, his years of work as a psychiatrist at Warren County Smith's Grove Sanitarium were put into discussion till Loomis was rejected by society as a crazy person, his reputation eventually cost him his position as the respected Doctor Samuel Loomis, he was lucky he managed to find a job at the prestigious California Academy where everyone seemed to be curious about his past ventures as the hunter of Michael Myers AKA the Shape.
Loomis turned his back to the class and walked to his desk, he opened a drawer and took out a hand sized cube, he turned to face the class and said ''It's been years now since the mosters have haunted our nights, most of them have been apprehended or are believed to be destroyed. The world is slowly reverting back to it's comfort, soon the front doors are going to be left open again, and cars are going to stop and help a hitchhiker on the road. The world is slowly forgetting thus becoming weak and vulnerable, it's loosing it's sense of terror.'' The scholar's expressions changed from one of interest and schepticism to uneasiness, as if they didn't exactly know where Loomis was going with this conversation. Loomis then looked down at the cube he was holding and said ''This amulet was created by Phillip Lemarchand in the 18th century, it is sort of an ancient Rubik cube if you like, they call it the Lament Configuration, it is told that a specific pattern is required to unlock the box, but whoever will succeede in the task will be granted eternal wonders, pleasures on the threshold of human senses, pain beyond measures. I bet you're wondering if I've gone completely insane, the ultimate ramblings of a pathetic old man. Countless stories have been told about this object, about the things it can do, the power it holds within it is larger than the universe itself. The cube grants purification as much as it grants damnation. Sources claim it is a key to other realms, some say it even unlocks a door to Heaven and Hell. Would you believe me if I told you I opened the box last night and had a taste of it's infinite power? At first I was frightened by what I experienced but then it came to me, this is the key to salvation, it is the evil that will end all evil, and finally rid the world of fear'' One student stud up and said '' This isn't a lecture any more professor Loomis, I'm done with your bullshitt, you should be teaching psychology and not raving on about magic boxes and the supernatural, you're the one who should be locked away'', the young man walked down the steps and went to the class door, it was locked, he turned to Loomis and said ''Nice try, now give me the damned key'', Loomis replied ''the key is right here, ready to open a whole new reality'', the lights in the class room started to flicker, the tables started to shake, Loomis stood there with a crazed look on his eyes and then said '' Forgive me''. As he said these words the cube started to disassemble in Loomis's hands, the pieces it was made of started to slide back and forth as if creating a new shape, actually not too different from a Rubik cube. A bright beam glowed from inside the amulet and the class lights started to shut down one after the other, the students started screaming in panic, Loomis just stood there like entranced. Soon all the room went dark and the students became silent at the sound of chains clanking on the ground, as if being dragged. Loomis came back to the sound of the chains, he felt fear but also a sense of excitement. The sound of the chains continued for what seemed like an eternity and then suddenly stopped, the light coming from the cube started to intensify it's glow, creating higher visibility. By now the students were leaning against the class door or hiding behind their desks in complete fear, Loomis turned his head and saw a figure standing to his right, the light wasn't intense enough for him to see the figure in full detail but he could make out what looked like the shape of a human being, the face was pale like a ghost, the garments seemed to be made of black leather with chains attached to it, and the whole of the face and head was covered with pin like needles that seemed to have been inserted into the skin, Loomis also noticed what looked like inflicted lacerations that ran through the face of the entity and connected to the needles on it's face, they were almost surgical in nature, as if they he had been meticulously worked on: The eyes were black as night and the expression was serious and sever, Loomis thought the creature before him looked regal. It's stature was intimidating and the posture was martial, with it's hands behind it's back. The entity spoke, the voice was elegant as it was frightening, almost otherworldly, it also seemed to echo, as if the class room had become enveloped in an infinite void. The entity turned to the frightened scholars and said ''Rejoice in your damnation''. Then the class turned to dark and was filled with the screams and sounds of flesh being ripped apart, blood being spattered on the ground, the mayhem went on for about two minutes and then suddenly stopped as it had started, the dragging chains started to clank again and Loomis eard the voice of the creature he had just summoned speak to him ''a soul of your word, Loomis. It isn't everyday that a human such as thee comes to seek the aid of the Cenobites'', Loomis replied in a voice choked by tears and guilt for the student's sacrifice ''what I seek is a noble cause, humanity needs to be free of the evil that walks the earth, it needs to stay vigil, if not it will fall prey to the wicked'', the entity calling hitself a cenobite gave out a deep and scary laugh and then said '' Then it shall be, you will have what you ask for, peace will soon be restored in humanity, and the evil that for so many years has evaded my grasp will be judged, my reign in hell has been questioned and my powers have began to fade. But all that will change, the greatest monsters of your century will be tricked into ignition once again, they will spill terror and violence on this realm one more time, and will finally be judged for their evil by the only power that can stop them, the cenobites. So we will finally feed off the souls of true sinners once again'' Loomis felt a hand on his shoulder, the cenobite ordered ''Now kneel before your Hell Priest, as you will be a critical figure in my success'', Loomis did as ordered and said ''I pledge allegiance to you as my goals are married to your's, I will do what you ask'' after a moment of esitation he added ''master''.
The cenobite gave a dark smile and said ''Let the game begin''. A flash of light sprouted from the amulet and Loomis had a last glimpse of the cenobite before the lighting of the class was restored and the entity was nowhere to be found. It was as if nothing had happened, the only difference being that the students were no longer present, Loomis had expected to find the blood and guts of the students all over the walls and ceiling of the class, but nothing, not even a drop of blood. For a moment Loomis doubted if any of what he had experienced actually happened but a voice in the back of his mind kept repeating ''remember your goals, do as your hell priest demands'', these words made everything clear in his mind and reminded him of his mission, he kept repeating to himself that what he was about to do was the right thing, he wanted the world to be a better place but it wasn't the right time for society to lower their heads and feel safe, leaving the monsters dormant wasn't safe enough, first he'd have to be sure every single monster was annihilated from this world, but to do that he'd have to seek them out and unleash their rage once more, even if that meant making them clash and wreacking havoc all over again.
Loomis realized he was still kneeling and holding the lament configuration (now restored to it's cube like shape), he got up and went to his desk, put the amulet away in a wood made locker. He got a list out of his pocket and started writing the names and location of the monstrous killers he'd have to manage to bring out of their lairs across different states, he wrote many names such as: JASON VORHEES – JEDIDIAH SAWYER (AKA LEATHERFACE) – CHARLES LEE RAY (AKA CHUCKY THE DOLL) – FREDDY KRUEGER – PUMPKINHEAD – CANDYMAN – THE TALL MAN – MATT CORDELL. MICHAEL MYERS was the only name he didn't need to write down since he remembered it all too well. He knew he couldn't seek these monsters by himself, he was an old man after all, he would have to be backed up by someone who is familiar with dangers, who has encountered the paranormal before and has survived, a reject of society such as himself. Just one name popped into his brain, ASH WILLIAMS: The general consensus is that Ash butchered his girlfriend while on vacation in a cabin in the woods, but Williams claimed otherwise, he said he was forced to murder his loved one because she got possessed by demons, or more specifically Deadites, originating from a cursed book called Necronomicon ex mortis, he also ranted on that he was transported to the medieval age and battled more demons before managing to get back home. Off course this version of events was laughed off by the police and jury, he checked a few years in prison before eventually being let off because of inconclusive proof of Ash being involved in the murder. Loomis had no choice but to believe what Ash claimed was the truth. There was no way he could back out right now, not after the events he set in motion, he thought about the poor scholars he just sacrificed to prove himself worthy of the master cenobite, (even though he saw non of the bodies he had no doubt the cenobite had murdered the scholars and taken their souls), still he tried to convince himself it was for a greater good, that the cenobites are a necessary evil to purge the world of it's true cancer.
Loomis stopped overthinking and put his guilt aside, he promised himself he would see this crusade to it's conclusion, he collected his belongings and stored them in his suitcase, he then proceded to leave the class room. As the class room doors shut behind Loomis the Hell Priest gave watch and said to himself ''Judgement is nigh, HAHAHAHAH''.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
THIS FAN FICTION STORY IS FIRST OF ALL A LOVE LETTER TO THE SLASHER HORROR GENRE AND IT'S MEMORABLE CHARACTERS. I INCLUDED DOCTOR LOOMIS FROM THE HALLOWEEN FRANCHISE BECAUSE OF ALL THE HUMAN PROTAGONISTS IN SLASHER MOVIES HE SEEMED TO BE THE MOST INTELLIGENT AND RESILIENT THUS MAKING HIM AN EXCELLENT HUMAN FOE FOR THE MONSTERS IN THE STORY, I ALSO TURNED THE CHARACTER INTO A SORT OF ANTI-HERO BECAUSE I ALWAYS HAD THE FEELING HE WASN'T A COMPLETE GOOD GUY. AS FAR AS CANON GOES I RETAINED THE CANON OF THE ORIGINAL TIMELINE FOR THE HALLOWEEN FRANCHISE, SINCE SUBSEQUENT TIMELINES DISCARDED MICHAEL MYERS AS BEING SUPERNATURAL AND KILLED OFF THE CHARACTER OF LOOMIS. AS FOR THE EVIL DEAD CANON I CHOSE THE BACKSTORY FROM EVIL DEAD 2 WHERE ASH GOES TO THE CABIN WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND INSTEAD OF A BUNCH OF FRIENDS. ALL OTHER CHARACTERS MENTIONED IN THE STORY DERIVE FROM THEIR ORIGINAL MOVIE INCARNATIONS. AS YOU SEE THE CHAPTER LEAVES ROOM FOR MANY OTHER STORIES TO BE TOLD AND IS STRUCTURED AS A PRELUDE OF SORTS THAT SETS THE COMING EVENTS IN MOTION, FOR NOW I WILL SEE HOW THIS CHAPTER GOES AND IF IT GETS A POSITIVE RECEPTION I WILL BE SURE TO SEGUE THE STORY WITH MORE CHAPTERS. FEEL FREE TO GIVE IT A REVIEW IF YOU LIKE.
I ALSO WANT TO SPECIFY I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO ANY OF THE CHARACTERS MENTIONED IN THE STORY AS THEY BELONG TO THEIR CORRESPONDING FILM COMPANIES. I DO NOT SEEK ANY MONETARY GAIN AS THIS STORY WAS MADE FOR PURE ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES.