I do not own Dragon Ball Z or Jason Vorhees, but I do own Brendant and
Chaos.
A/N: This has nothing to do with the fic, but something interesting I noticed on my keyboard. The letters F and J on my keyboard have some kind of small, rectangular crest in the center of the bottom of both keys. Interesting, huh?
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Jason stared at the figure of Freddy Krueger, who was before him and smiling cocky as ever.
Freddy looked over Jason with an eye and said "So you're the infamous Jason Voorhees, huh? I've seen better." Jason said nothing in reply, and Freddy smiled as he raised a hand in the sky and from it an ax fell from the sky and embedded itself in the ground before Jason.
Jason reached down and pulled it out of the ground as Freddy said "To give you a sporting chance." Jason looked at Freddy and swung downward with the ax, Freddy barely dodging the swing and smiling.
"Good try, but just not good enough." Freddy said as Jason looked at him with his one good eye and swung again, this time in a parrallel swing. Freddy dodged again and struck Jason in the chest with a punch before Jason could take another swing. Jason was thrown back some by the blow, but quickly regained his composior and attacked again, this time striking Freddy with a fist, this time Freddy flying back from a blow. Freddy regained his composior quickly and jumped at Jason, who caught him by the throat with one hand. Jason went for a slice with his ax, but Freddy turned into a red and green striped snake and slithered from Jason's grasp before returning to normal.
"You're tougher than I expected, Voorhees." Freddy said, and Jason looked at him as Freddy said "But don't expect to win!" Freddy smiled as he disappeared, and Jason looked for him until a clawed glove emerged from the sky and got Jason by the collar with the claw on it's index finger. It lifted him into the sky and held him there, Jason's limbs dangling in midair, the ax still in his grip.
"Jason!" screamed a booming voice from the sky, and Jason just hung in the air, held up by the claw.
"Jason! You will never defeat me! Never!" the voice bellowed as Jason hung there, silent. The large hand prepared to throw Jason to the ground, but Jason disappeared.
"Another one woke up!" came a familiar gravelly voice as Freddy reappeared, snarling with rage.
Jason's one good eye shot open and saw he was now in a familiar lab, this time hanging over the lab table by his arms and legs instead of on it. He also noticed several wires stuck to his body with suction cups. His eye looked about, seeing several men and women in lab coats bustling about outside windows. One in a room looked at a monitor and gasped, then looked out into the room with Jason. His eyes went wide as he saw Jason looking back at him, and his face went pale as he saw the ax in his hand.
"Alert! Voorhees is awake!" the man yelled into a mike, sending the others into panic. Jason gave his leg a decisive tug, and the chains holding him up snapped. He repeated it with his other leg, and those chains snapped also. He put his feet onto the floor, stood straight up, and gave both his arms a tug forward, snapping all the chains. The man who had called the alert pushed a button on his consel, and a large, thick slab of metal covered the doorway, which had no door. Jason walked up to it, looked at it for a moment, then swung a fist at it, the slab of metal falling with a loud clanging noise before him. He walked over it, leaving footprints in the metal as he walked. His eye scanned for victims, and through a window into a small, dimly lit laboratory, saw Lunch and Bulma, huddling together in the small lab. He walked up to the door and swung a shoulder into it, knocking it to the floor and startling the women.
He walked into the room, causing the women to begin screaming, Bulma yelling out "Help! Vegeta, HELP!" Jason walked up to them, and they stood as he closed in. He looked at the women for a moment before letting his ax swing, slicing Bulma in half at the waist. As he sliced Bulma in half, Lunch scrambled to get past him, but he knocked her to the ground with a backhand, and walked up to her.
"Please don't kill me! Please! Please I beg you!" she screamed as Jason closed in, his ax ready to attack. He looked at her, cocked his head to the side, returned it, and let his arm holding the ax drop to his side. Lunch smiled as she thought he was letting her go, but this thought left her mind as he put a boot onto her head. He looked at her for a moment before driving his foot down with power unknown, crushing her head. His head cocked to the side as he looked at her, her head mangled, brain-matter oozing out, blood dripping for shards of skull sticking from her head, and an eye danging out of the socket. He looked up and walked from the room, leaving the two bodies as he searched for more victims.
"So Voorhees is awake and killing again? Well, looks like it's killing time!" Freddy cackled as he disappeared.
"Can you believe this shit?" Yamcha asked as he and the others ran from Capsule Corp, but they began to melt into the ground with each step. Yamcha looked back and gasped in shock at the spectacle, so shocked he stopped in the middle of the road as they sunk lower and lower.
"What the Hell?" Yamcha murmured as he watched, and then a loud horn filled the air. A loud, deep horn. The horn of an eighteen-wheeler. Yamcha whirled in time to see the grill of a demonic eighteen-wheeler before it smashed into him, splattering him onto the front and sides of the truck.
"Outta the way!" Freddy cackled as he honked the horn of the demonic eighteen-wheeler.
In a room of Capsule Corp, Yamcha laid on the floor, smushed as if run over by an eighteen-wheeler.
A/N: This has nothing to do with the fic, but something interesting I noticed on my keyboard. The letters F and J on my keyboard have some kind of small, rectangular crest in the center of the bottom of both keys. Interesting, huh?
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Jason stared at the figure of Freddy Krueger, who was before him and smiling cocky as ever.
Freddy looked over Jason with an eye and said "So you're the infamous Jason Voorhees, huh? I've seen better." Jason said nothing in reply, and Freddy smiled as he raised a hand in the sky and from it an ax fell from the sky and embedded itself in the ground before Jason.
Jason reached down and pulled it out of the ground as Freddy said "To give you a sporting chance." Jason looked at Freddy and swung downward with the ax, Freddy barely dodging the swing and smiling.
"Good try, but just not good enough." Freddy said as Jason looked at him with his one good eye and swung again, this time in a parrallel swing. Freddy dodged again and struck Jason in the chest with a punch before Jason could take another swing. Jason was thrown back some by the blow, but quickly regained his composior and attacked again, this time striking Freddy with a fist, this time Freddy flying back from a blow. Freddy regained his composior quickly and jumped at Jason, who caught him by the throat with one hand. Jason went for a slice with his ax, but Freddy turned into a red and green striped snake and slithered from Jason's grasp before returning to normal.
"You're tougher than I expected, Voorhees." Freddy said, and Jason looked at him as Freddy said "But don't expect to win!" Freddy smiled as he disappeared, and Jason looked for him until a clawed glove emerged from the sky and got Jason by the collar with the claw on it's index finger. It lifted him into the sky and held him there, Jason's limbs dangling in midair, the ax still in his grip.
"Jason!" screamed a booming voice from the sky, and Jason just hung in the air, held up by the claw.
"Jason! You will never defeat me! Never!" the voice bellowed as Jason hung there, silent. The large hand prepared to throw Jason to the ground, but Jason disappeared.
"Another one woke up!" came a familiar gravelly voice as Freddy reappeared, snarling with rage.
Jason's one good eye shot open and saw he was now in a familiar lab, this time hanging over the lab table by his arms and legs instead of on it. He also noticed several wires stuck to his body with suction cups. His eye looked about, seeing several men and women in lab coats bustling about outside windows. One in a room looked at a monitor and gasped, then looked out into the room with Jason. His eyes went wide as he saw Jason looking back at him, and his face went pale as he saw the ax in his hand.
"Alert! Voorhees is awake!" the man yelled into a mike, sending the others into panic. Jason gave his leg a decisive tug, and the chains holding him up snapped. He repeated it with his other leg, and those chains snapped also. He put his feet onto the floor, stood straight up, and gave both his arms a tug forward, snapping all the chains. The man who had called the alert pushed a button on his consel, and a large, thick slab of metal covered the doorway, which had no door. Jason walked up to it, looked at it for a moment, then swung a fist at it, the slab of metal falling with a loud clanging noise before him. He walked over it, leaving footprints in the metal as he walked. His eye scanned for victims, and through a window into a small, dimly lit laboratory, saw Lunch and Bulma, huddling together in the small lab. He walked up to the door and swung a shoulder into it, knocking it to the floor and startling the women.
He walked into the room, causing the women to begin screaming, Bulma yelling out "Help! Vegeta, HELP!" Jason walked up to them, and they stood as he closed in. He looked at the women for a moment before letting his ax swing, slicing Bulma in half at the waist. As he sliced Bulma in half, Lunch scrambled to get past him, but he knocked her to the ground with a backhand, and walked up to her.
"Please don't kill me! Please! Please I beg you!" she screamed as Jason closed in, his ax ready to attack. He looked at her, cocked his head to the side, returned it, and let his arm holding the ax drop to his side. Lunch smiled as she thought he was letting her go, but this thought left her mind as he put a boot onto her head. He looked at her for a moment before driving his foot down with power unknown, crushing her head. His head cocked to the side as he looked at her, her head mangled, brain-matter oozing out, blood dripping for shards of skull sticking from her head, and an eye danging out of the socket. He looked up and walked from the room, leaving the two bodies as he searched for more victims.
"So Voorhees is awake and killing again? Well, looks like it's killing time!" Freddy cackled as he disappeared.
"Can you believe this shit?" Yamcha asked as he and the others ran from Capsule Corp, but they began to melt into the ground with each step. Yamcha looked back and gasped in shock at the spectacle, so shocked he stopped in the middle of the road as they sunk lower and lower.
"What the Hell?" Yamcha murmured as he watched, and then a loud horn filled the air. A loud, deep horn. The horn of an eighteen-wheeler. Yamcha whirled in time to see the grill of a demonic eighteen-wheeler before it smashed into him, splattering him onto the front and sides of the truck.
"Outta the way!" Freddy cackled as he honked the horn of the demonic eighteen-wheeler.
In a room of Capsule Corp, Yamcha laid on the floor, smushed as if run over by an eighteen-wheeler.