Hell. I mean, hello. Hehehe... Oh, by the way, thanks, Vampira. I needed some good reviews. Yours did quite nicely. I can't quite think of all that much more to say in this paragaph... All I had planned on doing is saying what I just said which is all I've said. Well, on with the fic then! Here's... Something....
Heero pointed at the house on the corner up ahead. "That should be one of the houses we're looking for. I can't really tell, but nothing seems to e happening, so either we aren't too late, or whoever's there is already dead." The three pilots quickened there pace and soon approached the front door of the houe. "Ah, hell, we don't need to knock... There's a psycho out there ready to kill us." Heero said just before slamming into the door, sending it flying off its hinges. "Heero? Was that necessary?" Duo asked. "No, but I don't give a damn. Let's go!" They ran through the house, and eventually found Quatre in bed. "I hope he's asleep." Heero muttered. "Why?" "Because if he isn't asleep, he's dead." Heero informed Trowa. But then Quatre sprang out of bed and held a knife to Heeros throat. "How do I know that's really you?"
"Easy. If I wasn't me, Duo and Trowa wouldn't be with me." Quatre quickly looked at the others. "Well... Fine. I'll trust you, for now, anyways. If you knew what I know, you wouldn't trust you either." Heero nodded his head. "Yeah, there's some psychopathic bastard out there with a hand full of knives or something." Quatre shook his head. "That isn't necessarily true. There's some pissed off dead guy out there with an interesting little glove which features some razor-sharp claws. And, even better, he's been killed a lot more than once. And he keeps coming back." Heero frowned and sat down on the edge of Quatres bed. "That doesn't make any sense. You're saying some dead guy is trying to kill us?" "Yes."
"His name is Freddy Kreuger." (I hope it's Kreuger... I don't like making spelling mistakes.) Heero stood up and walked to a mirror conveniently located on a nearby wall and began knocking on it. He said 'Candyman' several times and then he stopped. A bag of lemon drops appeared. "Yummy!" Duo yelled as he grabbed the bag and began eating. "Well, that's an interesting theory... But what facts do you have supporting it?" Then something moved in the shadows behind Trowa. "Trowa? There's something behind you..." Trowa slowly turned around. "Uh... Fred?" A long, metal claw shot out of the shadows and stopped an inch away from Trowas head. "Don't call me Fred." Trowas mouth fell open. "I... I'm sorry! I won't call you Fred anymore, Fred. Oh, shit! I said it!" The claw moved so that the tip was inside Trowas ear, and then it began twisting. "I'll just dig the wax out of your ear for you. And maybe your brain, too..."
Quatre leapt at the creature in the shadows, knocking it aside. Quatre pinned down the arm with the clawed hand and did his best to dodge the blows of the thing he was holding down when suddenly he found himself pressing down on a floorboard dodging dust. "What the hell was that?" Trowa asked, his body convulsing violently from both fear and adrenaline. "That was Freddy Kreuger... And that was your proof, Heero. No living man could just disappear like that." Heero nodded his head, still dazed from what he had just seen. "That guy appeared out of nowhere, and then disappeared back into it..." He said. "He could kill us at any time..." Quatre glared at Heero angrily. "Don't ever think that. If you think that he can, he can. We need to remain optomistic. We can beat this guy easily. We outnumber him, and we're smarter and stronger than him."
"Stronger than him? Hell, you had trouble pinning down one of his arms!" Heero shouted. "Yeah, but I still did it. Thee are four of us. If each of us can at least pin down an arm, we can keep him from using his arms and still have two people able to kill him." "Yeah, whatever." Heero snorted. "That guy'll just vanish again if we try to hold him down." Quatre nodded his head. "That might be true. But remember what I said, he's been killed more than once. So other people have managed to kill him. If they can do it, four of the guys that took out Mariamaia can do it." Heero glanced out the window. "That reminds me. Wufei is around here somewhere. We should probably go look for him. With all five of us, we'll have a better chance of surviving."
Well, I suppose that's about all for now. So don't forget to reiew, and goodbye. Er... Wait. That isn't all. An... Never mind. Byebye!
Heero pointed at the house on the corner up ahead. "That should be one of the houses we're looking for. I can't really tell, but nothing seems to e happening, so either we aren't too late, or whoever's there is already dead." The three pilots quickened there pace and soon approached the front door of the houe. "Ah, hell, we don't need to knock... There's a psycho out there ready to kill us." Heero said just before slamming into the door, sending it flying off its hinges. "Heero? Was that necessary?" Duo asked. "No, but I don't give a damn. Let's go!" They ran through the house, and eventually found Quatre in bed. "I hope he's asleep." Heero muttered. "Why?" "Because if he isn't asleep, he's dead." Heero informed Trowa. But then Quatre sprang out of bed and held a knife to Heeros throat. "How do I know that's really you?"
"Easy. If I wasn't me, Duo and Trowa wouldn't be with me." Quatre quickly looked at the others. "Well... Fine. I'll trust you, for now, anyways. If you knew what I know, you wouldn't trust you either." Heero nodded his head. "Yeah, there's some psychopathic bastard out there with a hand full of knives or something." Quatre shook his head. "That isn't necessarily true. There's some pissed off dead guy out there with an interesting little glove which features some razor-sharp claws. And, even better, he's been killed a lot more than once. And he keeps coming back." Heero frowned and sat down on the edge of Quatres bed. "That doesn't make any sense. You're saying some dead guy is trying to kill us?" "Yes."
"His name is Freddy Kreuger." (I hope it's Kreuger... I don't like making spelling mistakes.) Heero stood up and walked to a mirror conveniently located on a nearby wall and began knocking on it. He said 'Candyman' several times and then he stopped. A bag of lemon drops appeared. "Yummy!" Duo yelled as he grabbed the bag and began eating. "Well, that's an interesting theory... But what facts do you have supporting it?" Then something moved in the shadows behind Trowa. "Trowa? There's something behind you..." Trowa slowly turned around. "Uh... Fred?" A long, metal claw shot out of the shadows and stopped an inch away from Trowas head. "Don't call me Fred." Trowas mouth fell open. "I... I'm sorry! I won't call you Fred anymore, Fred. Oh, shit! I said it!" The claw moved so that the tip was inside Trowas ear, and then it began twisting. "I'll just dig the wax out of your ear for you. And maybe your brain, too..."
Quatre leapt at the creature in the shadows, knocking it aside. Quatre pinned down the arm with the clawed hand and did his best to dodge the blows of the thing he was holding down when suddenly he found himself pressing down on a floorboard dodging dust. "What the hell was that?" Trowa asked, his body convulsing violently from both fear and adrenaline. "That was Freddy Kreuger... And that was your proof, Heero. No living man could just disappear like that." Heero nodded his head, still dazed from what he had just seen. "That guy appeared out of nowhere, and then disappeared back into it..." He said. "He could kill us at any time..." Quatre glared at Heero angrily. "Don't ever think that. If you think that he can, he can. We need to remain optomistic. We can beat this guy easily. We outnumber him, and we're smarter and stronger than him."
"Stronger than him? Hell, you had trouble pinning down one of his arms!" Heero shouted. "Yeah, but I still did it. Thee are four of us. If each of us can at least pin down an arm, we can keep him from using his arms and still have two people able to kill him." "Yeah, whatever." Heero snorted. "That guy'll just vanish again if we try to hold him down." Quatre nodded his head. "That might be true. But remember what I said, he's been killed more than once. So other people have managed to kill him. If they can do it, four of the guys that took out Mariamaia can do it." Heero glanced out the window. "That reminds me. Wufei is around here somewhere. We should probably go look for him. With all five of us, we'll have a better chance of surviving."
Well, I suppose that's about all for now. So don't forget to reiew, and goodbye. Er... Wait. That isn't all. An... Never mind. Byebye!