Michael vs. Creeper
A Halloween/Jeepers Creepers Crossover
By Dark Sploosh
Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the Halloween and/or Jeepers Creepers series at all. What I do own is the characters Terrence Strode, Jack Foster, Lucy Kinney, Mark Rist, Jill Redder, and Rick Heckrin.
Chapter 4: Shoddy Craftsmanship
The girls were calling for Rick to come out to the raft. He kept shaking his head no, but in the end, he gave up, threw off his shirt, and dove into the muddy water.
It didn't take him long to reach the raft. He pulled himself up onto it, and then sat down on the edge, trying to catch the sun and dry off. He didn't get a very good chance, though. The sun soon disappeared behind storm clouds.
"Dammit, it was getting real warm," complained Jill.
"Well, I'm getting inside that mill before it pours cats and dogs," said Lucy and she jumped back into the water and started to swim for shore.
"Yeah, me too," said Rick, and he followed after Lucy.
"Oh come on, you guys!" whined Jill.
"You can stay out here, but we're going in," yelled back Rick, as he opened the doors and let Lucy in, before following after her and closing the door behind her.
As Jill turned away, a scarred hand roped the barn door shut quickly, before disappearing into the shadows.
Michael kept in the darkness, knowing that she couldn't see him. She was all alone, making her the perfect murder candidate.
He slipped to the back of the barn, knowing that she would soon smell smoke and come running. When she saw the burning tree, he would kill her. Simple.
He stayed behind a group of trees for a full 15 minutes, until, as expected, she rounded the mill. He heard her scream, and he made his move. He leaped out at her, swinging his butcher knife. But she was fast, and he missed as she darted to the mill doors.
Michael ran after her as she tried unsuccessfully to open the roped door. He was about three feet away when he swung his knife again. But once again, she dodged, and his knife became buried in the side of the mill.
As he tried to pull it out, she jumped back into the lake and swam towards the raft.
She climbed onto the raft, gasping for breath. Some sicko had just tried to kill her. She couldn't believe it. As she looked up, she gasped again. He was gone.
Before she could scream for Rick to come out and save her, the underside of the raft exploded, and the loose boards broke apart as burned hands shot up and grabbed her legs. She was pulled under.
She screamed, but the water drowned out her voice. She was loosing air, and quick. Looking down, she swung the back of her foot into the white faced killer's groin.
He released her, and she broke for the surface.
She gasped for air and started to swim for the shore, when a butcher knife shot out from her chest. She groaned in pain, and started to sink.
Michael swam up to her corpse and pulled the knife out from her back. He hadn't intended to stab her so hard that it went entirely through, but she was dead, regardless. He quickly cleaned his knife off in the water, which was slowly starting to turn red anyway, and grabbed the girl's body.
He dragged her over to the reeds on the opposite ends of the shore, and made sure that her corpse was well hidden. Then he walked back over to mill. He slowly slid open a window and climbed in. He still needed to kill that Creeper, and Terrence.
How was it? In your reviews, I'd like for you to say which death was your favorite, if it isn't too much trouble. Anyway, please R&R! Chapter 5 will be up soon!
A Halloween/Jeepers Creepers Crossover
By Dark Sploosh
Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the Halloween and/or Jeepers Creepers series at all. What I do own is the characters Terrence Strode, Jack Foster, Lucy Kinney, Mark Rist, Jill Redder, and Rick Heckrin.
Chapter 4: Shoddy Craftsmanship
The girls were calling for Rick to come out to the raft. He kept shaking his head no, but in the end, he gave up, threw off his shirt, and dove into the muddy water.
It didn't take him long to reach the raft. He pulled himself up onto it, and then sat down on the edge, trying to catch the sun and dry off. He didn't get a very good chance, though. The sun soon disappeared behind storm clouds.
"Dammit, it was getting real warm," complained Jill.
"Well, I'm getting inside that mill before it pours cats and dogs," said Lucy and she jumped back into the water and started to swim for shore.
"Yeah, me too," said Rick, and he followed after Lucy.
"Oh come on, you guys!" whined Jill.
"You can stay out here, but we're going in," yelled back Rick, as he opened the doors and let Lucy in, before following after her and closing the door behind her.
As Jill turned away, a scarred hand roped the barn door shut quickly, before disappearing into the shadows.
Michael kept in the darkness, knowing that she couldn't see him. She was all alone, making her the perfect murder candidate.
He slipped to the back of the barn, knowing that she would soon smell smoke and come running. When she saw the burning tree, he would kill her. Simple.
He stayed behind a group of trees for a full 15 minutes, until, as expected, she rounded the mill. He heard her scream, and he made his move. He leaped out at her, swinging his butcher knife. But she was fast, and he missed as she darted to the mill doors.
Michael ran after her as she tried unsuccessfully to open the roped door. He was about three feet away when he swung his knife again. But once again, she dodged, and his knife became buried in the side of the mill.
As he tried to pull it out, she jumped back into the lake and swam towards the raft.
She climbed onto the raft, gasping for breath. Some sicko had just tried to kill her. She couldn't believe it. As she looked up, she gasped again. He was gone.
Before she could scream for Rick to come out and save her, the underside of the raft exploded, and the loose boards broke apart as burned hands shot up and grabbed her legs. She was pulled under.
She screamed, but the water drowned out her voice. She was loosing air, and quick. Looking down, she swung the back of her foot into the white faced killer's groin.
He released her, and she broke for the surface.
She gasped for air and started to swim for the shore, when a butcher knife shot out from her chest. She groaned in pain, and started to sink.
Michael swam up to her corpse and pulled the knife out from her back. He hadn't intended to stab her so hard that it went entirely through, but she was dead, regardless. He quickly cleaned his knife off in the water, which was slowly starting to turn red anyway, and grabbed the girl's body.
He dragged her over to the reeds on the opposite ends of the shore, and made sure that her corpse was well hidden. Then he walked back over to mill. He slowly slid open a window and climbed in. He still needed to kill that Creeper, and Terrence.
How was it? In your reviews, I'd like for you to say which death was your favorite, if it isn't too much trouble. Anyway, please R&R! Chapter 5 will be up soon!
