For a few moments, no one moved or said a word. Tension flooded the room as their former victims held up their weapons. Kathryn immediately regretting just grabbing a standard kitchen knife. Sure, she'd fought Freddy with a knife before. But she really wanted a nice bludgeoning tool to properly defend herself with. Especially, when he was teamed up with someone who was armed with a machete. Putting that aside, she asked,"I don't suppose you boys got any ideas?"

Not once taking her eyes off the trio in front of her. Afraid that if she did, Freddy would attack her. Or one of the others would attack her. From what she could see out of the corner of her eye, they were shaking their heads. Neither had any ideas what to do against these guys either. As she tried to think of what to do, Freddy took a step toward her. Prompting Clay to stand in front of her and hold his ax up in a protective manner. Glaring at him, he said,"Don't you fucking dare, asswipe."

Freddy merely rolled his eyes at this display of heroics. It didn't matter to him if this guy tried to protect Kitty from him. He doubted the boy could properly protect her when Jason wanted a piece of him. Speaking of whom, Jason immediately took the opportunity to grab the ax handle. Slamming the man down to the ground. So fast that Kathryn had barely any time to react. And before she could even attempt to, he punched her in the gut causing her to double over. Nearly dropping her knife as she landed on her knees with a dull thud. Holding her stomach in pain. While this happened, the bearded man swung the bat at Jason. Nailing him in the back of the head. Freddy ignored this as he carefully darted around the trio right for Kathryn. Who barely recovered in time to get back on her feet. Holding her knife up defensively as she started backing away from him. While her attention was diverted, Chucky snuck up behind her with a smirk on his face. Taking his knife out, he slashed her calf as he laughed. Making her fall forward as she screamed in pain. Unintentionally dropping her knife as she landed on her hands and knees. While she turned to Chucky, she screamed again then kicked him with her uninjured leg. Shoving him far away as Freddy finally caught back up with her. Wrapping his gloved hand around her neck as he smirked down at her. He said,"Bad girl, Kathryn."

"Kicking people isn't nice.",he added. Chuckling to himself, as she reached up to try and pull at his wrist. He pressed one of the blades to her throat a bit harder. Giving her a cut that bled slightly as she suddenly went still. Her eyes ran to the dropped knife. Just barely within possibly an inch of her fingertips. Glancing from it to Freddy as she debated whether or not it'd be worth grabbing or not. Internally groaning when Chucky had quickly grabbed the damned weapon. Smirking at her as he waggled it in front of her face. Then shoving it into his overalls before turning his attention to Jason and the other two. Both men looking like they had the upper hand on him. Prompting the doll to roll his eyes as he ran towards them. Ducking as Andy swung the bat at him and slashed him across the knee. Cackling as he managed to knock him off balance. While he did this, Jason took the ax from Clay. Raising it up enough to try and hack at him. Luckily for Clay, he managed to jump back in time to avoid the blade.

That still gave Kathryn some hope as Freddy forced her to her feet. Ignoring the searing pain in her left calf as she stood up. Freddy wrapped an arm around hers as he started to drag her out of the place. She tried to fight him off the best she could but he wouldn't let go. No matter how hard she elbowed him or kicked at him. Screaming as loud as she possibly could as he dragged her out. While both men struggled against their almost killers.

Andy being the first to take out his own. Swinging the bat hard enough to knock Chucky's head clean off and against a nearby wall. While the Good Guy went to get his head back, Andy came up behind Jason. Smashing him again in the head with the bat as hard as he could. Nearly breaking the damn thing as he did so. Soon as Jason's attention was on him, Clay took a nearby oar and slammed it into his gut hard. Hard enough to make him drop the ax. Which Clay wasted no time using against the seemingly invincible killer. Driving the blade hard into his head as hard as he could muster. Watching the tall killer fall on his face on the ground. Utterly still and driving the weapon deeper into his own skull. Soon as they were done with him, they turned to Chucky. Only to find the small killer had completely disappeared in the room. Hearing his high pitched giggle now and again from seemingly everywhere. Carefully, Clay got the ax out of Jason's skull. Backing away from the corpse as he did so. In a low voice, he said,"We gotta get Kathryn away from Freddy."

"Who knows what that sick fuck's doing to her.",he added. Rushing out of the shack with Andy hot at his heels. Holding the cracked bat as he ran after the taller man. Hoping that Kathryn was still alive as they ran looking for her.

Dragging her into a cabin, he smirked as he stared down at Kathryn. Smelling her hair as he dragged her into the middle of it. She put up more of a fight than he initially anticipated that she would have. But he was loving every minute of it. Her nails digging into his arm as she kicked at him. It was easy to ignore that it actually did hurt. Shoving her onto her face the ground, he chuckled,"Poor Kitty. All alone."

"Those little boys you picked to protect you won't last long.",he added. Grinning as he watched her try to get to her feet. Slamming his foot into the middle of her back, causing her to scream in pain again. It was adorable watching her squirm and try to escape him. Hands scraping at the wooden floor of the cabin as he kept his boot in place. Looking down at her, he said,"You're not getting out of this, Princess. Daddy's gotta give you, your medicine."

"Make you regret everything you've done.",he continued. A hot wave of anger overwhelmed her when he said that. Everything she'd done? It was his own damn fault that he was murdered. He took so much from her and made her life miserable. Took her best friend. And this fucker still thought he was the victim in all of this? Her teeth ground together as she craned her neck to sneer at him. With a hiss, she said,"Fuck you, asshole! You got no reason to act like the victim here!"

"After everything you've done to me. Ground into me and scarred into me...how in the fuck do you think you're the victim?!",she shouted. Struggling harder to get out from under his foot. Pressing his weight harder into her back, he rolled his eyes. Of course she'd only ever think about herself. What about him or his feelings? Why didn't she ever think of anyone that wasn't herself? He loved her but fuck was she selfish sometimes. Ignoring this, he stomped on her back once again. Relishing the screams that she made as she finally stayed still. Kneeling slightly, he leaned over her. Pulling her hair back as he said,"So typical of you, Kitty."

"Never once thinking of anyone but yourself. You're so fucking selfish.",he hissed. Loving the pained look on her face as he kept his grip on her hair. Twisting it tightly in his fingertips as she let out a strained noise. Gritting her teeth as he turned her head towards him. Knowing full well how much pain it was causing her and not caring. She got him burned alive. And then sent to prison. Which was worse than he'd ever imagined it could be. Shoving those thoughts aside, he pressed one of his fingertip blades to her cheek. Lightly ghosting her face as she glared at him with those beautiful dark brown eyes of hers. Tears flowing down her cheeks as she sneered at him. It was tempting to kiss her as he kept his grip on her tresses. Chuckling, he said,"It's a good thing I love you so much."

Instead of saying anything at all, Kathryn screamed as she took hold of something on the ground. Then slammed him in the eye with it. Causing him to let go of her hair and fall backward as he clutched his now bleeding eyeball. While he tried to pull the item out, she struggled to her feet. Running out of the cabin as quickly as she could. Freddy let out a hiss of pain as he pulled the object from his eye socket. Along with, unfortunately, his eye. A pencil. His bratty little girl stabbed him with a fucking pencil?! That little shit! He tossed the item aside as he quickly got to his feet. Running out of the cabin after his daughter. Who, despite her injuries, was maintaining a decent distance between them. Oh, she was going to really get it when he caught up to her. How dare she do this to him?! Where did she get the nerve to do this?! As he ran after her, he shouted,"YOU LITTLE BITCH! WHEN I GET YOU, YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD! YOU HEAR ME?!"

"DEAD!",he added. That seemed to light a fire under her as she ran even harder. Not listening once to what was being thrown at her back. Her ribs hurt and her lungs felt like they were on fire. The injury she had was throbbing in pain but she ignored it. If she slowed for one second, he was going to kill her. There was no way in Hell she was going to let that happen. All she needed was a place to hide and a first aid kit. Whatever came first. As she ran through the camp grounds, she nearly ran into someone. Causing her to nearly scream until she realized it was just Andy. Causing her to grin slightly as she turned to see Freddy heading toward them. Only stopping when he spotted both men still very much alive in front of him. A sneer came to his face as he glanced between them. Clay moved in front of Kathryn again as he held the ax up threateningly. Andy held his bat up as he glared at the burned man. The trio watched as he turned his attention from them to someone behind them. Neither man wanted to turn around to find out what exactly he was looking at. Fearing that it was possibly just a trick to get their attention diverted. So Kathryn turned around to see what he was staring at. Gasping as she muttered,"Oh, crap..."

"What?",Clay asked. Still not turning around to check what it was. Wanting to keep an eye on Freddy at all times. Kathryn answered,"That hockey masked dude is back..."

Of course he was. That fucker was harder to put down the first time he met him. Why wouldn't he be the second time? Andy glanced over his shoulder with a sneer. He thought,'Of course he's fine. Why wouldn't he be?'

A moment later, Chucky came up behind Freddy. Standing next to him as he twirled his knife. Grinning widely as he briefly glanced up at the burned man. Then took another look as his eyebrows raised in confusion. Gesturing to his own eye, he asked,"The fuck happened to your face?"

"Princess over there stabbed me with a pencil.",Freddy answered. Glaring at her as he clicked his fingerblades together in annoyance. The Good Guy turned to look at Kathryn, who just glared at him as he stared at her. Giving her a discrete thumbs up before toying with his knife. Apparently impressed that she'd managed to gouge her former abuser's eye out with just a pencil. Something she wasn't entirely sure if she should feel flattered or disturbed by. Putting those feelings aside, she said,"We need to run."

"You think you can with your leg like that?",Andy asked. Examining it by sight as carefully as he possibly could. Kathryn nodded her head. It wasn't like she had much of a choice in the matter. None of them had time for either guy to carry her around. As it definitely would waste time. Nudging Clay, she said,"Go, go, go!"

With that, all three of them bolted across the camp grounds. Straight towards the woods as fast as their feet could take them. Knowing full well their pursuers were right behind them.

Soon as they started running, Jason sprinted after them. He definitely wasn't going to let these three troublemakers get away. Not after that nasty boy hit him with that ax. It was a miracle he wasn't dead right now. And he was going to make that bearded man pay too. For hitting him so many times with that stupid bat. As he ran after them, he noticed that Freddy was right next to him. Barely managing to keep pace and blood flowing down his cheek. One of his eyes was missing. His stomach turned with disgust but he managed to keep running after the trio.

Chucky had somehow managed to get on Freddy's back, keeping a careful arm around the burned man's throat. Clinging tightly as they ran through the woods. A little impressed that the scrawny girl had managed to take out one of Fred's eyes. As she didn't strike him as the particularly violent type.

He kind of wished that he could've seen her do that. Would have been kind of cool to watch someone get their eye gouged out. Especially with something as flimsy as a pencil. Putting those thoughts aside, he asked,"You got any traps out here, Jason?"

"If so, where are they?",he added. Looking over at the hockey masked man as they made their way through the forest. Jason didn't slow down as he pointed in the vague direction of the right of them. Holding up two fingers. Then pointing to the left of them and holding up three fingers. So, five traps in general. Two on the right and two on the left. Good. With some luck, those stooges might get caught in one of them. If they ever lost sight of them that was. And unfortunately, they did. Managing to lose sight of them as they turned down a nearby hiking trail. Freddy gave an annoyed huff as they slowed down to catch their breath. His wound was still bleeding pretty badly as he muttered,"Fucking brat...always so ungrateful."

"What were you expecting her to do? Not defend herself?",Chucky asked. Raising an eyebrow at Freddy's stupidity. Most people didn't want to be fucking murdered. Did he really expect her to not fight back to save herself? He looked at the burned man as he said,"I did. But I wasn't expecting her little ass to take my fucking eye!"

Chucky supposed that was fair. But still, that was something you should expect against any survivor. They're only that way thanks to how desperately they wanted to live. Ignoring this, he shrugged his shoulders. He muttered,"Your fault for letting her get that close in the first place."

"Don't make me throw your tiny ass into the fucking lake.",Freddy hissed. Not saying anything else, Chucky merely rolled his eyes. Looking over at Jason to see how he was. The cut that Clay had given him looked pretty bad. Was bleeding profusely over his mask. Which he guessed had ultimately saved Jason from being injured more. The hockey masked man headed over to Freddy. Carefully examining the wound as he tilted his head to the left. Looking like an over sized puppy dog. Freddy waved his hands away as he mumbled,"I'm fine. Stop fussing."

"You were just bitching about your daughter stabbing your eye out.",Chucky pointed out. Barely dodging the swipe that came his way. Rolling his eyes, he said,"He's fine, Jason. Let's go find some of those traps before those stooges get away."

"We might be able to use one of them on these guys.",Chucky added. Possibly injure one of them worse than he already had Kathryn. Which he was impressed that she wasn't limping worse than she already was. At first he figured the injury might not have been that deep. But the way it was gushing blood, he knew that wasn't true. She was a lot more tough than she honestly looked. And that was saying something. Jason was slightly disturbed how easily she did that. This was her Dad. Sure, he swore like a sailor but he didn't seem all that bad. The hockey masked man wondered what drove her to gouge his eyeball out with a pencil for. Putting those thoughts aside, he directed the pair towards the traps he had laid out. Hoping the police hadn't moved them since he was last there. Otherwise the trio were going to be really out of luck.

At that moment, the trio finally slowed down to catch their breath. And so Andy could tend to Kathryn's leg wound. It looked pretty deep. But, thankfully, not too deep that she was going to need stitches or anything. He quickly unbuttoned his shirt and carefully wrapped it around the wound. Making it tight enough to stem the bleeding but not cut of circulation. Soon as he was done, he said,"Alright. This should be okay. But I wanna put some actual bandages on it to keep it from getting infected."

"We're definitely going to need to find a place to hide too.",Clay added. That was going to be harder than getting the bandages. As Kathryn doubted there were many places they could easily hide. Those murderers could easily find them hiding in the cabins. She nodded her head and thanked Andy for wrapping up her injury. As they glanced around for a place to hide, she asked,"Any ideas on where we can hide, Clay?"

"I'm not sure. It's been a couple of years since I've been here.",Clay admitted. He wasn't entirely sure if he remembered any hiding spots. Then it hit him. There were houses nearby that they could easily hide in. They were abandoned after the murders that happened. Not a lot of people wanted to be there after something like that. He figured they'd at least be a good place to hide for the night. Or at least for a couple of hours. Pointing towards where he'd seen them last, he stated,"I think there might be a couple of houses that way."

"They're abandoned but it's better than nothing.",Clay added. Both Andy and Kathryn nodded at this information. All three of them hurried towards the direction of the supposed houses. Hoping that they were there like Clay believed they were. And feeling relieved when they saw the broken down homes come into view. Hurrying inside as quickly as they could and making sure it was really abandoned. Once they confirmed there wasn't anyone or anything hiding that could harm them, Andy headed to the bathroom. Looking for anything to use on Kathryn's injured leg. Quickly finding an old first aid kit that still had some decent bandages in it. Not a lot but enough to properly treat her injury. Which she did as quickly as possible. Apologizing for the blood on his shirt. Which he didn't really care about. It wasn't like he didn't know how to get blood out of clothes. Soon as they were done taking care of her injury, they all headed into a bedroom. Barricading the door with the bed and dresser. Then taking the blankets and pillows and setting them on the ground. Laying together as they tried to get some rest. Knowing they were going to need it if they were going to escape this horrible nightmare.