Freddy vs. Jason: Bloodlust
(A/N: This takes place after Freddy vs. Jason and meshes in with the alternate ending of Army Of Darkness. I love the idea of bringing Ash into it; he's one of my favourite heroes of all time! So I hope I do him justice, as well as Freddy and Jason.)
Exactly a year ago to the day, Fred Krueger - the infamous child murderer of Elm Street, murdered by a mob of furious parents, resurrected another infamous murderer - Jason Voorhees. Posing as Jason's mother, Krueger duped him into murdering teenagers which, in turn, duped an entire town into remembering who Krueger was, giving him his almost infinite power back. A battle ensued, a battle on a massive scale, Jason fought back against his unwanted master. Arenas changed as Fred was dragged from the sanctuary of his dream world into the harsh reality of the real world. Both were presumed dead by the survivors after witnessing Jason beheading Krueger before falling into the Camp Crystal Lake.
"Those damn kids! Setting me back a whole fucking year getting my power to return!" Krueger screamed as he paced the misty passages of the factory in which he was burned alive. "I need my power and I can't rely on Voorhees anymore! My evil needs to be acknowledged! I need a medium…a slave like Jason was…I hear there's a family of cannibals in Texas…no, that's destined to fail…a medium like that won't last, I need full-scale death and destruction, mayhem and evil like nothing anyone's seen…" He stopped, his memory kicking into gear. He recalled such an evil, an evil as old as mankind itself. A smirk crept across his scarred face, which turned into a maniacal grin as he stepped into the shadows and disappeared.
Again, almost a year, two teenagers went to an old log cabin in the wooded mountains of Tennessee for what they thought would be a romantic holiday. But they unwittingly unleashed a terrible evil on the world. Ashly J. Williams, the lone survivor of the couple battled with the demons, which had possessed his hand as well as his deceased girlfriend. He cut it off, replacing it with a modified chainsaw. A group of four people stumbled on him in the cabin, which had belonged to the father of one of the women in the group. The evil possessed their bodies, twisting and contorting them in unimaginable ways. Soon it was just Ash and Annie, the daughter of the owner of the cabin. After they used the Necronomicon to open a vortex, sucking the monster into it and dispelling it to the mists of time, Ash himself got thrown into the past. Fulfilling an age-old prophecy written in The Book Of The Dead Ash battled a medieval army of deadites and won. The Wiseman honoured the deal they had made and gave Ash a potion, allowing him to sleep agelessly for six centuries before waking up back in his time, taking back his job at S-Mart.
Strolling leisurely through the thick and dark woodland, Krueger whistled as he walked, the moon giving little to no light through the canopy of the trees. Dry leaves and twigs crunched and snapped under his feet, small mammals scurried away into the shrubbery as he walked past, not paying attention to them. He took in the scenery, wondering how such a boring and desolate place could hold an entity as evil as the thing he was about to unleash upon the world. But he was thankful it was easy to find and he was thankful for the sap that dreamt this place up, it made things so much easier.
Shrieks of terror rang through the air, there was a nightmare afoot and Krueger thought it would be sporting to watch. As he approached an old log cabin, he noticed a young man burying something, and then impaling a large wooden cross into the ground. The man pauses to look at the gravesite before running back to the cabin. Krueger followed quickly and, upon entering the cabin after the man, made himself known by snatching a small book from his hands.
"H-hey!" The young man yelled, not knowing who Krueger was. "We need to destroy that book!" Krueger smiled and flicked through the pages of the book before snapping it shut.
"So what exactly does it do?"
"It summons this…this evil- look, we gotta destroy it, man! Now!" Krueger's smile widened and he shook his head.
"I'm afraid that's not possible, you see I need it. But I'll look after it for you." He said before laughing and raising his clawed hand above his head, he swiped at the man, cutting him down his chest. The man screamed and ran, blood dripping down his front. Freddy followed him through the cabin, heckling him all the way. The man tripped over a wooden chair, scrambled to his feet and continued running. The wind howled outside, at least it sounded like the wind. Finally, Freddy had cornered him in the kitchen of the old wooden cabin. He cowered on the floor, his eyes shut tightly and his arms covering his head. But, before Freddy could get the chance to finish the job, the man disappeared. "I hate it when they do that!" He snarled before he himself disappeared.
Appearing back in his factory lair, Krueger flicked through the Necronomicon quickly, looking for something. His scarred face creased as he began to laugh, he found the passage he was looking for. He began to chant the words written in blood in front of him in an ancient and near-dead language, the steam-filled room darkened and the earth began to tremble as he spoke.
"Kanda…Es-trata...Ta-toon...Hazan sobar...Ear-Grets, Gat...Nos-feratos...Amantos...Kanda!" He recited the words perfectly, knowing the evil he'd brought to the world. The evil was locked in the dream world, where no one can stop it and where it can infect and destroy every living thing it comes in contact with.
Ash yawned as he swept the aisles of his beloved department store, taking care not to break the third broom of the week, he was literally heavy-handed and hadn't gotten used to using his iron fist in the modern world. Everyone, from his boss to the regular customers, was sick of his story, the fantastic and impossible tale of his heroism and the chance of becoming a king. It frustrated him that no one believed his story, but then again he knew he wouldn't believe it himself if it hadn't happened to him. But no one sought to question the scars on his face, which had never been there before, or his metal hand.
The only people entertained by his story now were small children; they loved the idea of magic, monsters and skeletons marching as an army of the undead, storming the castle. Again Ash found himself retelling his tale to kids, he didn't mind, at least there were people who would listen to him.
"I thought about staying, they offered me the chance to lead them, to teach them, to…to be king." By now he'd dragged a fellow co-worker into the story, who didn't seem all too impressed, but didn't want to be rude. "But my place is here, so I swallowed the juice, said the words and here I am."
"Did you say the words right this time?" His co-worker asked, causing giggles to ripple through the group of kids. Ash sighed and leant on a pile of boxes.
"Well maybe I didn't say every single tiny little syllable, no. But basically I said them yeah...basically." He muttered, letting his mind trail away. Talking of verses and spells reminded him of what happened with Linda, god he missed her, he missed Sheila too but he thought of Linda more. Since he'd returned, nightmares haunted him each night as he slept, nightmares of the army of the dead, nightmares of the cabin…of Linda. But last night they took a strange turn, a man whom he'd never seen before appeared from nowhere and snatched the Necronomicon from Ash's hands and wounding him, wounds that, mysteriously, were there when he woke up.
Later that day, as Ash labelled some toaster boxes with their price tags, a young woman, new to working at S-Mart, shyly walked up to him, her hands clasped behind her back. Ash glanced over his shoulder, smiled and stood up fully.
"You know that story about how you could've been king? I...uh...think it's kinda cute." She said bashfully. Ash smiled and glanced down.
"Yeah…" Suddenly, a woman who stood not very far from them convulsed violently, she'd been fighting it all morning, but could fight no longer. Ash and the girl spun and saw her transform into a hideous creature - a deadite. Ash pushed the girl out of harms way and was in turn sent reeling backwards through the toaster boxes he was just tagging and over a glass counter. The possessed woman wrenched a till from its fixtures at one of the checkouts and stood over the horrified girl. Boom. The till fell backwards out of the woman's grip. Ash stood there, on the counter he landed behind, a repeating Winchester shotgun in his hand.
"Lady, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to leave the store." He said coolly.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Name's Ash…" he replied, reloading his weapon "…housewares." He finished, tossing the shotgun into the air, jumping on a trolley, catching the gun and unloading several rounds of lead into the woman before jumping to the ground a few metres in front of her.
"I'll swallow your soul!" She screeched.
"Come get some." Ash quipped before beating down the woman with the butt of his Winchester and emptying some more rounds into her. The woman fell to the floor, where she lay dead. A crowd had gathered around Ash, customers and workers alike, dumbfounded at the events that just took place. The young girl Ash had just saved ran to his embraced and wrapped her arms around him, which he did in turn. He leant her back and stared deep into her eyes. "Hail to the king baby."
That night, Freddy cackled as he witnessed the evil take hold of sleeping humans, turning them into his own deadite army. There was not a thing anyone could do to stop it, he may be defeated but the evil cannot be stopped by anything or anyone. He stood on the sidelines of the dream-world version of Elm Street, watching kids and adults alike running in terror from the entity that would soon consume them. He laughed again, wallowing in the anarchy, pain and death he'd caused.
"Run little piggies, run!" He taunted between laughs. A group of five people broke off from the others and ran down a separate street. The entity, more attracted to the dense collection of people than to the four kids, ignored them. Freddy, however, needed to be a part of the action and those kids gave him the perfect opportunity to do just that. He took off after them, keeping quiet so he could surprise them.
The group that broke off, three teens - two girls and a boy, and two middle-aged men, ran down the street as fast as they could, their feet pounding against the asphalt road. They didn't know where they could run to, but they ran, it was better than staying and turning into a monster like what happened to some of the others in the street. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a short man in a red and green sweater leapt out in front of them from behind some rubbish bins.
"Hey buddy, you'd better get out of here, there's something…bad…back there!" One of the middle-aged men cried out as they ran towards him. The short man lifted up the brim of his dirty brown hat and smirked.
"There's something worse here." He sneered, watching them run towards him. Like lambs to the slaughter, he thought. One of the girls stared at Freddy as she ran, she started to slow down as the penny dropped, realising just who stood before them.
"Wait…I know him!" She cried out, stopping in the middle of the road. Freddy glanced at her, then at the others, who also stopped. "That's Freddy Krueger!" She screamed. The other four stared at him wide-eyed, almost unable to believe the girl.
"Oh shit…" One of the younger guys muttered, backing away, inspiring the others to do the same. Freddy smirked wider; they did just what he hoped they'd do. His power was useless unless his victims were afraid of him, and in saying his name, that girl struck fear into the hearts of her companions. Enough fear to give Fred the power to exterminate them all, or at least one. One of the middle-aged men turned and ran back down the way they came, not really realising it was the way back to the entity. Freddy seemingly teleported and appeared in front of the man, who tried stopping himself but was impaled on Freddy's claws before he could change his course. Freddy hooted in delight and shoved the body to the floor before looking over at the newly reduced group of four.
"Tell your friends kiddies! Freddy's back for more!" He yelled. The remaining four screamed and ran the way they were going before meeting with Freddy.
(A/N: Hope you enjoyed! Yeah, ok, I know there isn't much and most of it's taken from Army Of Darkness, but the next one will have more writing and more original stuff in it.)