Horror
By: Ashley Hartwell
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in this story except Pixie, she's mine. (Squints and looks around) I would like to own Freddy, but unfortunately he belongs to my favorite director, Wes Craven. Grrr. He's mine!!!! All mine!!! MWAHAHAHAH!!! ……ahem continue reading please. 0-o…
Intro: This story is about various killers from famous horror movies, getting together and escaping from hell. One of them is my own character, her name is Pixie, and she's a demon. The group has a band called Horror. However, it only consists of Freddy, Jason, Michael, and Pixie, the others are only friends. WARNING: this story contains a lot of sexual stuff and sexual humor. Also, there may be some strong language and gore. Enjoy! R&R please!
Chapter 1/ Getting out of hell
"Come on guys, where almost there!" yelled the demon girl to the troop of racing killers behind her. These killers where none other than, Freddy Kruger, Jason Vorrhes, Michael Myers, Pinhead, Chucky, Tiffany, The Leprechaun, Carl (from the Cell, he's also followed by his albino German shepherd named Valentine), Darkness (From Legend), Carrie and three Djinn (Demons from the Wish Master). They all chased after the girl, trying to run from an unknown threat.
"He's gaining on us!" yelled Carrie as she looked back to see a winged shadow appear in the night sky. This made all the others look back in terror as there plain to escape became more and more hopeless. They came to a giant steel door at the end of a dark ally. Every one came to a halt as the demon girl rummages through her pants pockets for the key they had stolen from right under the Devils nose.
"We're not getting any younger, Pixie, move it!" snarled Freddy just as she had pulled out the key.
"I got it!" she yelled, holding the key in front of her then shoving in viciously into the keyhole. Out of sheer panic, Pixie dropped the key onto the shadow darkened ground. "No!" she yelped, instantly falling to her knees to retrieve the key.
"Oh for gods sake!" shouted Freddy, joining Pixie in her search.
"He's coming!" screamed Carrie as she pointed to the sky. The dark shadow was coming closer. Jason turned away from the group, pulling out his over sized machete and preparing an attack on the opposing shadow. A loud swoosh came as the shadow whirled right into Jason's blade, flinging him across the ally.
"Found it!" yelled Pixie victoriously and stuck the key back into the hole. This time she didn't drop it, the door opened, reviling a swirling purple and black vortex. The endless hole sucked air in with lightning fast speed, creating a burst of gusts and tornado like effects.
"Everybody in!" shouted Pixie. One by one the killers jumped into the terrifying whirlpool, until all that was left was Pixie and the still fighting Jason.
"Come on Jason!" yelled Pixie, but Jason wouldn't come, he had thrown his machete into the back of the shadow demon and he didn't want to leave it behind.
Pixie ran to his side as the wind blew stronger and strong, making her red and black hair fly wildly about. "I'll get you a new machete, now lets go before the portal closes!" she hollered. Jason hung his head down, knowing he would miss his blade badly, but turned away, wanting to escape from hell more than he wanted a machete. They made a final break for the door, Pixie grabbing key before the door closed so that no one could follow them.
The dark shadow ran for the door, Jason's machete still sticking out of his shoulder, but he was too late, the door slammed in his face and he bumped his head hard on the steel. He growled and pounded the door with his fists, but it was no use, they where gone.