Disclaimers are in the prologue.
Hello again, fans. I would like to have updated more this week, but unfortunately, I have a final to do. Of course, I should be working on that right now rather than writing this, but it can wait. This story can't. Therefore, I bring you the latest chapter in this crazy, crazy story. This is going to be a short chapter though, because I'm writing it at work and I don't have my laptop or any of my reference materials.
Also, much as I hate to admit it, I think we're coming close to the end. I was hoping I would think of a lot of stuff to throw in between all the craziness, but I like to just focus on the bad guys mainly. Look for updates soon, I will most likely be finishing this story within the month (of April).
"You know," Chucky said, looking back at Jason from the passenger's seat of the van, "I would've just hotwired the thing, but I like your way a lot better."
He and Jason both looked over at the driver's side, past Candyman (who was driving). The door was gone, and the world whipped by outside as they continued down the highway. Also, the seat, dashboard, and windshield were streaked with blood.
"Chucky," Candyman said, "get out the map."
Chucky opened the glove compartment and reached inside. He produced a large roadmap and then a 9mm Beretta. He held up the gun and looked at it.
"Now that's more like it."
"Open the map and tell me where we're going."
Still holding the gun in one hand, he began to unfold the map. He studied it for a moment and then looked up at Candyman. "Just head south and get off at the..."
There was a deafening bang as he accidentally pulled the trigger, and the bullet went right through the windshield. Candyman looked down at Chucky, who had a surprised look on his face. Jason just sat there and looked slowly between Chucky and the windshield.
"Woah! Uh...sorry."
Candyman began to chuckle.
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"So let me see if I understand it all," Hobbs said, pacing back and forth across the room. Lori and Will stood in front of him, watching. "He comes back from Hell with the help of some friends, who happen to be monsters and serial killers, so he can go kill a guy who's lying at the bottom of Crystal Lake. Meanwhile, Candyman is out there, gathering up his own army for all we know, looking for Freddy. All the while, they're killing people along the way, and they're both out for world domination."
"That seems to be about the size of it," Will said.
Hobbs stopped pacing and looked at Will. "So who all do we know is involved?"
"There's Freddy, Jason, Candyman, and Michael Myers. That's all we know."
"But we can assume there's more. That means we've got, let's say...at least six mass murderers out there."
Will slowly shook his head. "Man, it was bad enough with Freddy and Jason...but at least four more? I don't think we can win this one."
"You saying there's nothing we can do?"
"All we have to do is stay awake until they fight it out," Lori said.
"Yeah, but what if Freddy wins?"
"Then we're all dead. But if he loses...why would his 'associates' go on? They'd be leaderless, and we'd only have to deal with Candyman and his group."
"You sure make it sound easy, Lori," Will said, looking at her.
"I think I have an idea," Hobbs said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "Hear me out here...let's get in the car and follow the trail of destruction."
Will looked at him like he was nuts. "You mean, go after them?"
Hobbs nodded. "We keep our distance at all times. Let's see who else they've got in their ranks, so we know exactly what we're dealing with."
"You know, Detective," Lori said, "for a man who's just gone through what you have today, you're pretty calm about all this."
"Call it a gift. I can adapt to anything."
"I don't like this idea, Hobbs..." Will said.
"It's the best chance we've got. If we don't do something, they're just going to go on killing people. If I'm not allowed to just go around and kill people, they sure as fuck aren't."
"When do you want to leave?" Lori said, and it was decided, for Will would not let her go alone.
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"I suppose I have quite a decision to make," the Tall Man said. He looked more wily than thoughtful, as if he were planning something even now.
Hurry up and make it, Freddy said in his mind.
"Perhaps..." he began to nod. "Perhaps I could accompany you for a while."
Bring those silver balls of yours.
"Of course."
The Tall Man stood there as three of the silver spheres, or Sentinels, floated up to him and began to slowly circle him, seemingly controlled by him. They continuously moved, staying in close proximity to his body. The Creeper and Michael Myers watched with fascination.
My alliance is complete. You three are generals in my army. Now, let's go...it's time to move toward Crystal Lake.
Immediately, the Creeper snapped to attention and motioned for the Tall Man to stand near him. The Tall Man moved and the Creeper grabbed him and Michael by the backs of their suits. He spread his leathery wings and flew off into the air, taking the two with him.
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Pinhead watched from far off as the Creeper and Michael were standing near an old, very tall man. Pumpkinhead crouched behind him, making small growling noises. They had been observing them for a while now, arriving just after their confrontation. It seemed that Freddy was recruiting the old man. But to what end? How much could an old man really do? And where did he fit in with the likes of the Creeper, Michael Myers, and Freddy Krueger? His questions were answered as he watched three silver spheres float toward the old man and circle his body. Even as he walked, the spheres continued floating close to his body.
"This grows more interesting by the minute," Pinhead said.
Pumpkinhead gave a tiny squeal of agreement and began to stand up. Pinhead held his arm up in front of Pumpkinhead, signaling him to stop.
"Not yet...we will follow them."
Pinhead knew that there was simply no way for them to get Freddy yet; he was in the dream world. He watched as the Creeper grabbed the old man and Michael and flew away.
All Pinhead had to do was wait until Freddy and his team met up with Candyman and his team; Freddy would be powerful enough to come out into the real world and fight them. And that was when he and Pumpkinhead would strike, bringing Freddy and whoever else opposed him back to Hell.
Author's Notes: Well, Freddy is sure in for a surprise when he finds out Jason's no longer at Crystal Lake. Also, Candyman, Chucky, and Jason are drawing ever closer to Texas, where they will recruit the final member of their alliance, Leatherface. Pinhead and Pumpkinhead are hot on the trail of Freddy, Michael, the Tall Man, and the Creeper. Will, Lori, and Hobbs are going on a roadtrip in the direction of our killers to see who they've got, but it may end up being their last trip if they're not careful.
Yes, I'm talking about killing them. I make no promises that they will either live or die, I decide while I'm writing whether or not I want to kill someone. Now, even though it would be wrong of me to kill off certain characters, at least we can have a fun time watching them get their asses kicked to the point of near-destruction.
We're nearing the end of the story, only a few more chapters to go...of course, I don't know how long the fight is going to last, but it should be at least a few chapters. Don't quote me on that, because you don't even know if it is me typing this (but it is). I hope you've liked this story so far, because it's almost over.