While I was writing this chapter, it occured to me that I didn't give credit to who all these horror movie characters belong to...but then again, I have no clue D= So I'm just gonna say they don't belong to me and are copyright to their respective owners. =D
Chapter 4: Double Team
Kaity swung quickly, the staggering human toppled to the ground from the impact; she had never been fast at moving. She stood rigidly for a moment; Samara didn't move. The mobian knew better, but she still crept quietly over to the still human and poked Samara quickly with her foot, pulling it back and jumping away.
Still nothing.
Kaity waited another moment before approaching her opponent, scooping her off the ground and, with some trouble, carrying her back to the well. "Well, that was kinda easy..." She muttered, dumping the body over the ridge and wasting no time in sealing the girl away as she had been before. There was still a struggle with the slab, but there were no interruptions as it was heaved into place. The chameleon wiped her hands and looked around, now that the immediate threat was gone, she needed a way out.
"Kaity? Hey, wake up!"
The chameleon girl suddenly stood rigidly, the voice, Vector's seemed to be coming from all around her. Her head snapped from one side to the other, hoping to maybe catch a glimpse of her older friend.
"C'mon! Get up!" Vector's tone sounded urgent, making the chameleon girl try harder to locate the voice. Suddenly, the girl remembered something that could be vital to her escape from the world she was trapped in. She calmly walked to the cliff edge not far from the well and looked down over the edge; waves crashed against pointed rocks. Vector was saying something she couldn't hear over the noise of the waves, but she could tell it was louder here. 'I gotta jump...' She realized with a sudden pang of fear; she was assuming she had to jump, after all that was what happened in the movie...but suppose that wasn't the answer this time...?
Vector was yelling something else, maybe in a frantic tone, but Kaity couldn't quite hear it over the noise of the water. So, taking a deep breath, the chameleon girl dove clumsily off the cliff; eyes closed and praying that she hadn't just killed herself.
OoOoO
Freddy chuckled darkly, sauntering calmly over to Espio, who tried bravely to intimidate the horror icon to no avail. The chameleon boy blinked and suddenly Krueger was only feet away, his bladed hand poised in the air to strike. Espio leapt back as the claws came down, landing gracefully and whipping several ninja weapons at him.
Freddy, however, quickly side-swiped them; amazingly enough, cutting the weapons in two. The burned human smiled cruelly and started again toward his victim.
"Not feeling talkative, I see." Espio said, his eyes flashing from one side to the other to look for an escape. There was none, and he was quickly running out of room to back up; it was only a matter of time before his back was to a wall. That time came faster than the mobian expected, letting out a surprised yelp when hot steam suddenly rushed the chameleon's back, making him jump forward.
"Think this is bad?" The villain chuckled, "Try being in my head." As he spoke the last part, Freddy reached up, pulled his head from his shoulders and launched it at the chameleon in front of him.
"What the-?" An arm shot up defensively to block Espio's face from the head. The head, once it reached its target, bit down hard on the ninja's arm, making him cry out in pain. The mobian flailed his arm frantically, finally flinging the disembodied head off the edge of the catwalk, hearing its menacing laugh all the way down. Espio looked at his arm; Freddy had left deep bite marks on him, He ran a hand along the make gingerly to check for blood. Luckily Freddy hadn't managed to bite that hard. A glint of blades suddenly reminded Espio of what he was up against as the headless body went in for an attack. Espio jumped to the side, watching as the body stumbled past him and ran into the wall or machinery Espio had almost hit.
As if waiting for its cue, steam once again screamed from the machine, engulfing the body of Fred Krueger, which Espio now noticed had a small nub on the neck. The body spazzemed and reeled away from the steam, the nub expanding to the size of a tennis ball. It startled Espio that the fleshy nub was suddenly gaining familiar features. 'He's...re-growing his head?' the baffled chameleon thought. As if to answer the question for him, the head swelled to its normal size, features complete and grinned at Espio.
"Bet you haven't seen that one before, huh?" he laughed, "It happens every once in a while; when I lose my head."
Freddy laughed at his joke, Espio only grimaced; he just had to get stuck with the "funny" guy...
But it was time to be serious; if he was remembering correctly, Freddy dwelled only in a person's dreams. Which stood to reason he, Espio, was dreaming and a quick shock would wake him up. 'If he kills people in their dreams, getting him to attack me wouldn't so any good...' He reasoned, taking a few small steps back from his opponent, A violent hiss of steam echoed somewhere from within the factory; sparking a desperate idea. The fuchsia chameleon spun and launched himself at the machine behind them; Freddy was suddenly charging at him, apparently realizing the intention.
Espio wrapped his hand around any metal he could find, screaming as he was suddenly struck with a painful burn. He could still hear Krueger right behind him; he could almost feel the maniac's claws lifting into the air as more burning pain pulsed through Espio's hand. The chameleon took hold with the other hand, the claws came down and-
OoOoO
Vector couldn't remember anything after passing through the threshold of Crystal Lake, but as his senses came back to him, he heard a boy's voice, a little boy, loudly proclaiming, "Redrum! Redrum!" The croc's cinnamon eyes snapped open; the little boy he expected to see stood over him, knife in hand, "Redrum!" He shouted, "Redrum!"
Vector sat up and gently took the knife from the boy and set it on the nightstand, "Yeah, yeah; I heard you the first time." he said, the kids voice was starting to get annoying. He quickly looked around; the room looked like a tiny apartment, but Vector knew this room; it was in a hotel that was locked up for the winter with a physco ex-writer on the loose, probably fetching an axe at that very moment. His sweep of the room stopped on a familiar chameleon girl lying limply on the bed. Vector shook her lightly, "Kaity? Hey, wake up!"
The chameleon girl didn't move and the little Torrance child continued with his single phrase, "Redrum! Redrum!" Vector growled and looked at the boy; the human child was standing by the bathroom door where he had written 'Redrum' in his mother's lipstick. "Redrum!" He pointed over to the mirror, "Redrum!" The green crocodile sighed, he already knew what he would see if he looked at the mirror, but he did anyway. He saw the boy standing by the door, still pointing, but this time the word next to him spelt 'murder'. No surprise there. (Fun fact 3: 'Torrance' is also recgonized as a word)
Vector perked suddenly at the sound of footsteps approaching the room, no doubt it would be Jack Torrance, ready to deliver his famous 'here's Johnny' line. The head detective shook his companion harder, "C'mon, wake up!" He could only see her expression twitch, but nothing else happened. An axe suddenly blistered the wood of the door, making the little boy scream loudly. "Kaity! Get up!" Vector shouted, shaking the girl roughly.
The sleeping chameleon suddenly inhaled sharply, her eyes snapping open. She sat up abruptly, looking from one side to the other, then she spotted her boss, "Vector! Where're-" The axe sliced through the door again, showing the face of Jack Torrance. "Oh..." The girl didn't sound impressed about who they were about to fight.
"Took you long enough to wake up." Vector snapped, pulling the girl off the bed by her arm, "Now Come on, I think if we beat him, we can move on." he picked the knife up off the nightstand.
"First we gotta get the kid outta 'ere." Kaity said, taking the kid's hand and dragging him to the bathroom. "If 'e breaks through, just hold 'im off 'till I get the kid on 'is way."
Vector didn't have time to object before the crazed human broke though the door completely; wielding his axe and a crazy look in his eye. "You say that like it's easy." Vector mumbled, jabbing the knife at the air, as if to warn Torrance to keep his distance.
In the bathroom, Kaity managed to push open the window enough to allow the child to escape, she could hear footsteps from the next room, Vector and Jack had already started fighting. She picked up the Torrance child and slid him through the window, "Now get lost, kid. Yer mom'll probably save ya at some point or another." The child couldn't reply before Kaity shoved im down the steep slope of snow that had packed itself together just under the window. In the main room, Vector cried out, followed immediately with a clatter of something hitting the carpeted floor.
Just as the chameleon girl stepped out of the room to see, she was hurriedly pushed back in by Vector. The croc scrambled with the lock on the door. "We're kinda trapped now." He said as he finally latched it in place, "Torrance disarmed me and the window is too small."
"No duh." Kaity replied, rolling her eyes, "We still gotta find a way out, though."
"I think we-" Both mobians jumped back as the shining metal of the axe broke through the door, leaving just enough room for the human's head.
The human looked from one mobian to the other with crazed eyes and a smile to match; "Heeeeeeeeeeeere's Joh-" Vector's fist connected with Jack's face, cutting his famous line short. The axe-wielding maniac grunted and stumbled back, a moment later hitting the ground with a hollow thump.
Silence followed the action, with both the mobians and their attacker. When it finally became apparent that Jack wouldn't be on his feet anytime soon, the younger chameleon broke into a hysterical chuckle, pounding Vector approvingly on the arm; "Ya just punched Jack Torrance...That was so awesome."
Vector grinned and shrugged his shoulders, "Ah, it was nothin'. Jason was harder to beat than this guy." The crocodile unlocked the door and quickly pulled the younger detective past the lying human.
"You got ta fight Jason?" Kaity asked in awe, "Lucky, I only got Samara."
Vector looked back at his companion for a moment, then said "...Let's just get outta here before he wakes up."
After several back-tracks, a race away from a blood wave and several encounters with a familiar butler ghost, the two reptiles burst out into the snowy out-doors.
OoOoO
Charmy had blinked and suddenly he was somewhere entirely different. The wreckage he had fought Chucky in was gone; instead he saw an old house and a big barn; both sitting on a dusty patch of land. He could see a few tools in the barn and some stray car parts, and Espio lying not far from the entrance of the barn.
"Espio!" The bee squealed, running as fast as he could to his friend, Charmy shook the chameleon hard, "Espio, wake up! I dunno where we are!" He suddenly stopped once the sound of a quiet growl reached him. The little mobian turned cautiously; standing across the yard, more accurately on the porch steps, was a giant dog covered in filth and growling more and more as the bee stared. The dog lumbered down the steps toward Charmy and Espio, its matted fur rising slightly, as if in warning. "Uuuum...N-nice doggy..." Charmy squeaked, taking cover behind his passed out friend, "G-go away...Go home..."
The dog snarled and went from a slow lumber to a quick run at the two. Charmy screamed and clung to Espio's middle tightly; Espio woke up screaming in pain and the dog growled and barked louder as he neared.
Espio had time to register only two things; the first was pain from his encounter with Freddy, the second was that he and Charmy were in some kind of trouble. Given no time to think clearly, the chameleon leapt to his feet, scooped up his companion and dashed from the loud angry barks.
"Faster Espio! Faster!" Charmy screamed, pounding on his chameleon that carried him. "The dog's getting closer!"
"Just hold on." Espio replied through gritted teeth, he'd have to tend to his wounds later. The ninja jumped and cling to a large maple tree sitting in the yard; one hand stuck to the bark thanks to his natural abilities and the other holding Charmy tightly to him. The dog raced to the tree and stood on its hind legs in an attempt to reach his next victims. Espio sighed in relief, "We should be safe up here." He assured his bee friend. Not that it helped; the insect was trembling with his eyes shut tight.
Once they found a stable branch to sit on; Espio looked around to assess the situation; He went from a nightmare world to what appeared to be a barren one with only a dog around, and an angry one at that. The landscape was too flat for them to hide anywhere, and the dog, a Saint Bernard, would have no problem sniffing them out.
"E-Espio...?" Charmy said shakily after a few moments into Espio's thinking, "It Cujo gonna kill us?" he asked.
Espio cocked his head to one side, "Cujo?" he repeated. Had Charmy seriously named the crazy dog?
"Yeah...He's in a scary movie Kaity made me watch once..."
Well that made more sense. But still, maybe they could use that to their advantage...
"What happened in that movie, Charmy?" He asked.
"Um...this lady and her kid got trapped in a car by Cujo 'cause he was rabid or something and started killing everyone."
'Not too promising...' Espio thought to himself, pressing for more answers. "How did the movie end?"
"The lady shot the dog and killed it."
"I see..." Espio nodded; it was good to know the dog was killable, that meant they stood a chance of escaping in one piece. The dog, Cujo, barked loudly, making both detectives look down; Cujo had backed some distance from the tree and suddenly charged at the trunk, head down to ram. The chameleon frowned, "He can't seriously think that will-" The dog's head contacted the tree, making the leaves shake some, but otherwise not harming it. Cujo, on the other hand, staggered away from the tree, whining in pain as blood began seeping from his head. Clearly he had a deep-rooted want to kill the bee and chameleon.
"Poor Cujo..." Charmy said sympathetically, "He should wear a helmet so that doesn't happen again..." Espio only sighed and shook his head; clearly this would take longer than he thought it would.
Hours later, Espio looked up at the sun, making a rough time estimate of one 'O clock. Charmy was sprawled out farther away on the branch, wheezing and every now and then filling Espio in on his status ("Espio, I'm thirsty. Espio, I'm hungry. Espio, I'm tired. Espio, I'm too hot.").
None of this mattered to Cujo though; the big dog sat in the shade of the barn, waiting for one of the mobians to come down. The blood from his first attempt had already dried and left more streaks of filth on his coat, and several more attempts at the duo left him dirty and tired.
Even Espio was starting to feel the effects of the factors he was either lacking of getting too much of; his mouth was dry and his stomach rumbled every now and again, he found himself twitching impatiently from the all the sitting still, if his reaction to the heat didn't force him down, insanity would. He had forgotten about his wounds from Freddy Krueger, though they were starting to heal.
Another hour passed and the heat beat down harder on Espio and Charmy. That's when Espio finally snapped; hyperactivity had gotten the best of him and he wanted to run off the energy, or at least rest in the shade until the feeling passed. Which meant Cujo had to go. "Charmy, stay here." the chameleon ordered in a dry, scratchy voice, slipping off the branch carefully.
Charmy's voice was the same way, "Where're you-"
"Just stay here." Cujo had already perked at the movement, and dashed outside toward the tree to claim his victim. The chameleon boy was already several branches lower when the dog reached the trunk of the tree. In a swift move, swifter than usual, he launched several ninja stars. Most of them ranged anywhere from inches to feet away from their target. The dog yelped and ran from the one that would have hit him. Though he had been aiming for the dog, the golden-eyed chameleon smirked and slowly counted down in his head.
'Three...Two...One...'
The explosion lit up around Cujo brilliantly; making the dog yelp and cry out in shock. Espio quickly climbed and snatched his bee friend, "Come on, he'll only be stunned for a short time." the chameleon said, hitting the ground running toward the road. Charmy followed close behind; his wings had healed since the Chucky attack, so he managed to keep up well.
OoOoO
Fear, once he came to his sense, was shocked awake by a horrible stench that filled the air around him. The blue cat sat up abruptly, coughing, choking, and tearing up all from the stench. Once the cat finally managed to control the flood of tear coming to his eyes he scanned around quickly; Malice was lying on the other side of the room, but between them were piles and piles of corpses; each one at a stage of death different from the ones around it. One close by the embodiment of fear was stiff and pale; obviously a fresh kill, another was swarmed by flies and larva it was in a stage of decomposing.
The cat obviously had plenty experience with dead bodies, but the smell from the group around him was enough to churn his stomach even threatening to make him throw up. Fear wiped another round of tears from his eyes as he walked over and kicked bodies of the dead out of his way to Malice. The cat quietly cursed humans and their bodily reactions to displeasing smells. "Hey," He coughed, kicking Malice once, "Get up."
The black and red rabbit grumbled something incoherent but immediately sat up, cupping both hands around his mouth. "Oh Cha—Where are we?" Malice looked around the corpse room; even though he also had experience with dead bodies, the stench made his stomach lurch.
"Looks like the basement." Fear reported; covering his mouth as well, "Probably where they dump people once they're done with them…Or until they're ready to use them."
"Use them for what?" Malice coughed, wiping a flood of tears from his red eyes, "besides for making them throw up, I mean."
Fear shrugged, "Probably take out vital organs to eat later or something weird like that." He said casually, coughing once the smell filled his mouth and nose, "In the mean time, let's get out of here."
"Yeah, I'm getting dizzy." Malice agreed, standing up and heading quickly for the old wooden steps that led up to the door. The smell wasn't as bad higher up, but it didn't stop the two villains from coughing and gagging from the smell. The rabbit reached the door first and gave it a hard tug. When that didn't work, he pushed hard. Still nothing. "It's locked."
"The hell it's locked." Fear hissed; he'd had about as much as he could stand of the smell, now that the initial shock of it and the bodies being gone. "Move." Malice quickly stepped aside, giving the cat plenty of space. Fear backed to the bottom of the steps and charged to the top, knocking the door off its hinges with one fast blow. In the next moment he found himself lying on the ground with the door.
Malice stepped over Fear and into the kitchen the door let out at. "Nice shot." The rabbit complimented, "But we're still stuck here."
"Oh, we'll find a way out." Fear shrugged, climbing to his feet, "I mean, all they really do is try and gross you out." As if to prove Fear's point, one of their captors entered the room with a jar of liquid and something else neither were close enough to identify. The hillbilly grunted something and lumbered toward the two; he stopped about half-way through his lumber to take a long drink from the jar. Now that he was close, both mobians could see the 'something else' in the jar.
Malice frowned, "Is…Is that someone's kidneys?" he pointed to the jar.
Fear seemed less shocked, as if people always drank kidneys and preservation liquid. "Probably." He shrugged, "But I can do better."
"You say that like it's a good thing." Malice snapped, he wasn't used to being on the intimidated side. He didn't like it, either.
Fear gave the rabbit a toothy grin, "Just watch." The blue cat suddenly began dry heaving, making Malice immediately jump away; no telling what the embodiment of fear could do to scare someone. As the rabbit pushed the thought of what he could do from his mind, he noticed that Fear was now on all fours, still heaving, and their captor was watching with some mix of awe and curiosity. The heaving stopped and the cat's back arched; with a hard cough something shot from his mouth to the floor.
It took Malice a moment to identify the thing as Fear sat himself on his knees, smiling challengingly at the hillbilly. "Is that your heart?"
Fear put two fingers to his neck, pausing a moment before answering, "Yep, this one's mine." He looked up at the hillbilly, who looked about ready to drop his empty kidney jar, then back at the beating heart. "Since I'm supposed to be mortal in this universe, I suppose I'll still need this…" He spoke more to himself than to the two on-lookers of his stunt. Fear picked up the still beating heart and ate it as if it were candy.
Needless to say, Malice felt the contents of his stomach start to churn again, "Stop it!" he yelled, "That is so messed up."
Fear smiled, "Thanks." He looked back at the hillbilly, who had dropped his jar, "Beat that." He sneered boastfully. The hillbilly stumbled away; grumbling frantically and quickly ran from the room. "Get ready to run."
"Huh…?" Malice looked at his companion questioningly. The question was quickly answered when the hillbilly, accompanied by another stormed back into the room with shotguns. "Oh hell…!" The black and red rabbit followed Fear out the side door, the cat grinning in a pleased manner the entire way, even with their ex-captors pursuing and shooting at them.
"We'll be fine once we hit the border." Fear said, grabbing hold of Malice's jacket as he had the first time.
Finally. This took much longer to get written than it should have...though I did start laughing when I was writing Fear's 'cough-up-his-heart' part. =3