ANOES 8
The Beginning of the End.
They sent him to Hell, but Hell spat him back out. Now Zach and co. must do battle with a new and improved Freddy. One who has the power to go between the dream world and real world at will. This time however, the stakes are higher for both sides. If Zach wins, Freddy won't go to hell, he'll go somewhere else, but if Zach loses, then Freddy will gain all his power and have dominion over all who dare to dream.
The crowd cheers as yet another shapeless body flies out of the ring.
"Oh that was brutal, none of the former contestants limbs are where they should be! Is there anyone else willing to take on Mr. Voorhees?"
Outside of the crowd, a horribly burned man who was wearing a dirty red and green sweater with black worker pants and boots turned around. He had heard of this Voorhees person. His first name was Jason and he had quite the reputation down in Hell. It had been six years since Freddy was sent here and it had been six years that Hell couldn't decide what to do with him. He had tried to escape numerous times, he had also failed every one of those times and by now, he was VERY stressed and bitter. He needed a stress reliever and this Jason boy seemed to be just that! Walking up to the ring, Freddy hopped over the fence and into the ring.
"We have a challenger!" the announcer said. Before he could continue however, he was cut off by Freddy who had stolen the mike.
"Wrong, you've got a winner!"
The crowd cheered and Jason cocked his head to one side, how could someone be a winner without fighting? Didn't matter, the announcer had just finished introducing his opponent and the bell had rung.
Jason swung his machete at Freddy's head, Freddy ducked and elbowed Jason in the back of the head. Jason swung it again, this time at Freddy's gut, Freddy hopped back and hopped to the side as Jason brought the machete down on Freddy's head. He brought it down to hard, it got stuck in the ring. A Freddy took a moment to laugh at his opponent.
"Oh poor Jason, is your machete stuck?"
Jason said nothing, but wrenched his weapon out of the ring and sung it at Freddy again. Freddy sidestepped and kicked Jason in the gut. Freddy then kicked Jason in the back and started slashing him with his glove. Freddy pulled back after about a minute and went to stab Jason in the head. Jason saw this and punched Freddy in the ribs, sending him flying across the ring. Getting back up, Freddy saw Jason advancing on him. Jason raised his machete and swung it down on Freddy's head. Freddy grabbed it however and threw it out of Jason's grip, Freddy then sliced at Jason's face, putting four claw marks in it and knocking the hockey mask right off! The face that Freddy saw was disgusting, everything was a dark gray color and all the features looked like they were taken out of some sick fun-house mirror. The eyes were too far apart, half of the lips seemed to be stuck half open, showing the crooked, yellowing teeth in all their glory. The skin resembled to a prune in terms of texture.
"Now there's a face only a mother could love!" Freddy mocked.
Jason stepped toward Freddy and Freddy swept Jason's legs out from under him, toppling the unholy juggernaught. Not wasting a moment, Freddy plunged his glove into Jason's face, twisting it around and mutilating Jason's head.
"We have a new champion!" the announcer shouted, "Give it up for Freddy Krueger!"
The audience burst into applausive as Freddy hopped off the ring and walked off toward a gigantic prison like structure in the distance. Unknown to him, the overseer of their prison was talking to one of is underlings.
"What are we going to DO with him? He's causing nothing but trouble."
"We could send him back, spit him out."
"Oh yeah and have the same people send him back, I don't think so!" the overseer paused for a second, "What about the Void?"
"What about it?"
"Well, if we spit him out and he gets sent back, we could send him to the Void."
"Good idea sir, I'll inform him. I do have one question,"
"And that is?" the overseer said, his demonic features contorting into a displeased look.
"How 'bout we give him some help, make sure he doesn't come back?"
"Good idea, tell me more."
So they talked, no one knowing what was going on between them, no even the topic of their disscusions Freddy Krueger himself.
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Firebird 13 here, just letting you know that the real story begins in the next chapter but this one was used to introduce a sub-plot. That's right, there is a Freddy vs. Jason sub-plot! Also, I know some people won't like the vague description of the overseer and his underling but I wanted to leave that up to the imagination. I hope you enjoy the rest of A Nightmare on Elm st.: The Beginning of the End.
They sent him to Hell, but Hell spat him back out. Now Zach and co. must do battle with a new and improved Freddy. One who has the power to go between the dream world and real world at will. This time however, the stakes are higher for both sides. If Zach wins, Freddy won't go to hell, he'll go somewhere else, but if Zach loses, then Freddy will gain all his power and have dominion over all who dare to dream.
The crowd cheers as yet another shapeless body flies out of the ring.
"Oh that was brutal, none of the former contestants limbs are where they should be! Is there anyone else willing to take on Mr. Voorhees?"
Outside of the crowd, a horribly burned man who was wearing a dirty red and green sweater with black worker pants and boots turned around. He had heard of this Voorhees person. His first name was Jason and he had quite the reputation down in Hell. It had been six years since Freddy was sent here and it had been six years that Hell couldn't decide what to do with him. He had tried to escape numerous times, he had also failed every one of those times and by now, he was VERY stressed and bitter. He needed a stress reliever and this Jason boy seemed to be just that! Walking up to the ring, Freddy hopped over the fence and into the ring.
"We have a challenger!" the announcer said. Before he could continue however, he was cut off by Freddy who had stolen the mike.
"Wrong, you've got a winner!"
The crowd cheered and Jason cocked his head to one side, how could someone be a winner without fighting? Didn't matter, the announcer had just finished introducing his opponent and the bell had rung.
Jason swung his machete at Freddy's head, Freddy ducked and elbowed Jason in the back of the head. Jason swung it again, this time at Freddy's gut, Freddy hopped back and hopped to the side as Jason brought the machete down on Freddy's head. He brought it down to hard, it got stuck in the ring. A Freddy took a moment to laugh at his opponent.
"Oh poor Jason, is your machete stuck?"
Jason said nothing, but wrenched his weapon out of the ring and sung it at Freddy again. Freddy sidestepped and kicked Jason in the gut. Freddy then kicked Jason in the back and started slashing him with his glove. Freddy pulled back after about a minute and went to stab Jason in the head. Jason saw this and punched Freddy in the ribs, sending him flying across the ring. Getting back up, Freddy saw Jason advancing on him. Jason raised his machete and swung it down on Freddy's head. Freddy grabbed it however and threw it out of Jason's grip, Freddy then sliced at Jason's face, putting four claw marks in it and knocking the hockey mask right off! The face that Freddy saw was disgusting, everything was a dark gray color and all the features looked like they were taken out of some sick fun-house mirror. The eyes were too far apart, half of the lips seemed to be stuck half open, showing the crooked, yellowing teeth in all their glory. The skin resembled to a prune in terms of texture.
"Now there's a face only a mother could love!" Freddy mocked.
Jason stepped toward Freddy and Freddy swept Jason's legs out from under him, toppling the unholy juggernaught. Not wasting a moment, Freddy plunged his glove into Jason's face, twisting it around and mutilating Jason's head.
"We have a new champion!" the announcer shouted, "Give it up for Freddy Krueger!"
The audience burst into applausive as Freddy hopped off the ring and walked off toward a gigantic prison like structure in the distance. Unknown to him, the overseer of their prison was talking to one of is underlings.
"What are we going to DO with him? He's causing nothing but trouble."
"We could send him back, spit him out."
"Oh yeah and have the same people send him back, I don't think so!" the overseer paused for a second, "What about the Void?"
"What about it?"
"Well, if we spit him out and he gets sent back, we could send him to the Void."
"Good idea sir, I'll inform him. I do have one question,"
"And that is?" the overseer said, his demonic features contorting into a displeased look.
"How 'bout we give him some help, make sure he doesn't come back?"
"Good idea, tell me more."
So they talked, no one knowing what was going on between them, no even the topic of their disscusions Freddy Krueger himself.
**************************************************************************** ************************
Firebird 13 here, just letting you know that the real story begins in the next chapter but this one was used to introduce a sub-plot. That's right, there is a Freddy vs. Jason sub-plot! Also, I know some people won't like the vague description of the overseer and his underling but I wanted to leave that up to the imagination. I hope you enjoy the rest of A Nightmare on Elm st.: The Beginning of the End.