Disclaimers are in the prologue.

Well, I think I've kept you all in suspense long enough. Granted, it hasn't even been a day, but I know you want to know what happens in the end, so here you go.

All at once, everything seemed to stop. The killers froze in their tracks and the screaming stopped almost immediately. Many of the crowd's survivors were currently in the process of running for their lives, but a good number of them had stayed. They parted hastily as the killers made their way through.

Freddy lay on the ground, apparently dead. The man who had done it was standing before them, blood running down his long coat. He dropped to his knees and let out a heavy sigh. Will and Lori stood nearby, watching warily as the killers approached.

"Alright," Hobbs said, trying to catch his breath. "Who wants some?"

Candyman made his way to the front, and he looked down at Freddy's corpse. Incredibly, Freddy's head rolled toward Candyman and looked at him. Freddy let out a final cry and then disappeared in a flash of bright blue light.

Candyman stood before Hobbs and he finally noticed Lori standing there. She looked back at him, and she clutched at Will.

"I will be back for you, Lori," Candyman said, eyeing her. He let his hook rest on Hobbs' shoulder. "You too, Hobbs."

Hobbs nodded tiredly, and Lori didn't think he was coherent enough to know what was going on.

With that, Candyman turned around and walked back through the parted crowd. Pinhead stood nearby, and he faced away from the crowd. The chains hidden in his sleeves slithered around his body, wrapping several times until he was completely engulfed in chains. The chain cluster spun quickly for a moment, then slowed. Two hooked chains dropped to the ground, with no sign of Pinhead. Will looked around.

Michael Myers had disappeared, probably gone back to Haddonfield.

Will looked up in the sky and saw that it had turned back to light blue. He almost looked away before noticing the form of what appeared to be a giant bat…he knew it was the Creeper.

Jason, who had been simply standing there, turned and began to walk slowly back towards the highway.

Chucky had run off, no sign of him either.

Leatherface had retreated into a dark alleyway. Will peered over and squinted, but he couldn't tell if he was still back there.

The Tall Man was long gone, having left Freddy to deal with his own mess.

As for Freddy…no one knows. Upon returning to Hell, Pinhead reported to The Master. In turn, The Master had asked where Krueger was, to which Pinhead's reply was a roar of anger and confusion. Somehow, Freddy had given them the slip again, as he had not returned to Hell when he died. Heaven wouldn't even consider taking a psycho like that, so…where was he?

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That day, the Oklahoma City Hospital was overflowing with patients.

Hobbs had known that before even looking in that direction. Cars were parked all over the place in crazy positions. He was not about to wait two weeks for a bandage.

Going to the nearest drug store, which was abandoned during the battle, Lori got several bandages and some gauze. They put some healing cream on the wounds and bandaged them nicely. Hobbs found that it hurt a lot to move his left arm, but at least he could still use it.

They left the drug store and walked the streets of Oklahoma City, which lie in ruins. Sirens could be heard in every direction.

"That was weird, guys," Hobbs said, looking straight ahead.

"There was a lot more of them than we thought," Will said.

"The important thing is that Freddy's dead, and that seems to be what everyone wanted," Lori said, referring to the killers.

"Yeah, but they're still out there.And you heard Candyman, Lori. He said he's gonna get you and me."

"I'll worry about that later. Right now, I think we need to relax for a couple weeks."

As they continued walking through the wreckage, something caught Hobbs' eye. He looked off to the side and began to walk over there. Lori and Will stopped and watched, puzzled. Hobbs bent down and picked up a dirty brown fedora that was sitting on the ground. He turned to Lori and Will and walked back over to them, spinning the hat and placing it on his head.

"Souvenir," he said.

"Cool," Will said sarcastically, and Lori chuckled.

When they walked away, Hobbs was almost sure he heard the faint sound of Freddy's maniacal laughter. He didn't want to freak Lori and Will out more than they already had been, though, so he decided to keep it to himself as they walked back to where he had parked his car.

THE END…

…for now.

Author's Notes: Well, it's finally finished. I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders, now I can live again. Of course, this feeling will die out as soon as I decide to start work on another story.

I hope you enjoyed the story, and I really hope I didn't disappoint in any way. I didn't kill off any of the characters except the ones that can be revived. I know some of you really wanted me to kill Lori and Will, or just Lori, but I couldn't. I could've killed Hobbs, but I think I'm going to use him again in a couple other stories.

Don't look for a sequel to this one, though, as there can be nothing bigger than what just happened in this story. Of course, if some of you out there think there is something bigger, I suggest you get to work writing it so I can relax and read it.

I say don't look for a sequel, but I might (and I stress the word "might") do a couple of spinoffs to this, for example, what happens to Hobbs when Candyman comes back? And is Hobbs really safe from Freddy when he's carrying a reminder of him around all the time? What the hell else kind of crap can Hobbs get himself into? We may find out.

Thanks for the reviews and being faithful readers. Rock onward.