Chapter 1

Jason

I woke up in on the cold ground. I looked around. It was a small, stone, room. My machete was gone. On one side of the room, there was a small TV. I got up. There was a metal door on one side of the room. I went to it and tried to open it. It was locked. It tried to break it down. It wouldn't budge. That had never happened before. Then it noticed there was a circular hole in the roof. It was about as big as me, as if I could climb through it. The hole was in the corner of the room. I looked inside it, and saw a door a few feet up. I couldn't reach the door. The TV suddenly turned on. A man's face was on the screen.

"Hello, serial killers from all around!" he said "I have brought you all here to see who is the best. There are currently 24 of the deadliest serial killer from all around the world. You will be placed in an arena, with no weapons, to fight to the death. In the center of the arena, there is a tent with weapons in it. You will be placed in a circle around it, when the countdown gets to one, you will go. Do not try to step off the plate before the countdown is done or else you will be blown to bits! Good luck to you all. And remember the rules."

Wow. That guy sure seemed happy to see us die.

I know I will win. I had fought Freddy Kruger before, he would probably be here.

A small door opened on the floor below the tube. On it was a small plate that said "step on." I stepped on it and the plate began to rise. As I emerged from the ground, I saw the tent. It wasn't really a tent, more of a small structure with tarps covering it. There were backpacks filled with food and weapons. There was also a circular TV with a countdown on it. It was at 60 seconds. And, of course, there were other killers.

I recognized Freddy Kruger (from our previous encounter), Leatherface, Chucky, Norman Bates, Buffalo Bill, Hannibal Lecter, The Boogeyman, Jack Torrence, Henry Evans, Christine, Cujo, and there was water on one side that had a shark in it. Jaws was in this too!

I tensed a got ready to run. There was a shiny machete with my name on it.

5, 4,3,2,1, GO!

I ran as fast as I can to the machete. I plucked it out of the ground and made a sharp turn toward a backpack. As I ran, Cujo tried to attack me. He pounced at my face as I jumped aside. He landed on his paws. He knarred his teeth at me and I swung my machete at him. He ducked and pounced at me again. I dropped my machete and grabbed his neck. I bent it over, snapping it. I grabbed my machete and ran into the woods.

Michael Meyers

I had a knife and a tomahawk, along with a small bag. I had stabbed Jack Torrence with the knife, but I don't know if he died. I ran through the woods, and noticed it was becoming more humid. I saw a small clearing in the direction I was running. As I burst through the edge of the woods, I saw that it was not a clearing, but a beach. There was thick fog and I could barely see. I walked along the beach, alert as ever.

I found a small shipping house. I snuck up the steps and crept behind the door. I peaked in the window. I didn't see anyone so I quietly opened the door. There was no one there.

I looked around the room. It only had two rooms; the main room, and a bathroom. The main room was maybe six square yards. On one side of the room was a map. As I looked at it closely, I saw it was a map of the arena. I saw the weapons area, a forest, a city, a mountain range, and even a desert. One icon said "You are here," It pointed to the shipping house. I saw there was a dock with boats nearby. I also saw there was an island on the same side. I grabbed the map and took it toward the dock. At the dock, there was a small lifeboat. I think I'll check out this island.

The Stepfather

I watched as Meyers walked out of the shed. I was crouched on the ground under the dock. I had a knife and a small backpack. I saw him step onto the dock and heard him walk toward one of the boats. He put down his pack, and grabbed one of the oars. Then I chose to strike.

I swam toward the boat as he began to paddle away. I flipped boat over by grabbing on to the side. He fell on top of me and we began to sink. I pulled out the knife as we struggled under the water. I stabbed his leg and tried to swim up. He tried to grab his knife but it was lost. I grabbed onto the boat and pulled myself on top of it. I was safe.

Just then he grabbed my leg and pulled me under water he held me down as I struggled. I then felt a knife slip through my throat.