Good lord, why did that girl scream for? It sounded like she was dying it was so terrifying. Jason was slightly worried that there was something after her. Not really for her sake but for his own. He was curious about that woman as he took a bear trap. Doubting it would work like the last time he had used it on someone before. Though, he doubted that. Since these folks seem to be a bit more observant than the others were. The mean boy definitely was better than he had been who knows how long ago. And he really wanted to beat the stuffing out of him for what he'd done. As he kept a careful grip on the bear trap, he hurried to his group.

Both arguing over something that he didn't much care for. Nor did he really pay attention to as he started to walk past them. Ignoring the annoyed noises they made as he walked. Figuring they'd walk after him to catch up. Soon as they did, he glanced down at them. Freddy's eye socket was still something that made him slightly uncomfortable. And he doubted he'd ever get comfortable with the sight. Making a mental note to get him some bandages or something. Anything to cover the gross gaping hole that had once housed his eyeball. Shoving those thoughts to the side, he tilted his head to the side. The burned man asked,"A bear trap? Where'd you get that thing?"

Jabbing his thumb in the general direction of where he got it. Continuing to walk after he was sure that Freddy knew where he grabbed it from. Noticing that Chucky was eyeing his trap with curiosity. Tilting his head to the side, Chucky said,"That looks like it'll work. Might break some bones if we're lucky enough."

"Definitely'll slow down those little shits.",he added. And Jason found himself agreeing with that as they walked along. Going toward the direction of where they heard the scream coming from. Going down a trail that Jason knew better than the others. Figuring it would hopefully put them far ahead of the trio. As he couldn't remember what trail they'd gone down. He hoped that they'd find them soon so he could get rid of these people. Less people in the camp grounds the better.

A couple of hours later, they finally stopped. Kathryn set her hands on her knees as she stared at the boys. They were just as out of breath as her as they stood there. This felt like they were running in circles now. What in the Hell were going to do? Toying with her hair, she asked,"Now what?"

"That's the question of the year. I think we should take down those three assholes.",Andy answered. There was an easy way with Chucky. Throw him to the ground, stomp the shit out of him, and burn the remains. The other ones probably wouldn't be easy to get rid of. Especially, not the big dude with the machete. Figuring the burned man was pretty easy to take out as well. Since, Kathryn stabbed his eye out without much trouble. He said,"First we get rid of Chucky then the burned guy."

"He seems easier to take out than the hockey masked one.",he added. Clay nodded his head in agreement about that. He figured that Freddy would be second easiest. After all, it took him and Whitney forever to kill Jason on their own. That Freddy guy was pretty scrawny in comparison. And he looked easy to injure as well. As they came up with various plans, Clay suggested,"Think we can lure the doll in with something then attack Freddy?"

"Or do you think that's not going to work?",he asked. Looking over at Andy. Figuring that he'd know him a lot better than they would. Kathryn glanced over at him as well for confirmation. Andy nodded his head as he answered,"Yeah. That'll work."

"I volunteer to act as bait for him.",he added. Not something he was afraid of doing. Since, Chucky wasn't that hard to fight. He'd pinned him down before and stomped the shit out of his head before. Well, a copy of him. Or whatever the Hell the other dolls were supposed to be. Shoving those thoughts aside, he glanced over at Kathryn. Then looked over at Clay. Both didn't seem to like the idea of him acting as live bait. Truth be told, he didn't really like that either. But he was going to put up with it to get rid of the little asshole once and for all. Kathryn chewed her bottom lip as she muttered,"I guess that's alright."

"I don't like that but it's the most solid plan we've had.",Clay said. He toyed with the ax as he looked down at Andy. Then at the ax. Toying with it briefly before holding it out in front of him. He stated,"We probably should trade weapons then. Cuz I doubt that almost broken bat's gonna do much against that annoying doll."

Andy agreed with that statement and traded his bat for the ax. Kathryn wished that she had something to use. Like that knife that she had taken from the kitchen. Putting this to the side, she checked her shorts for her hairbands. Wanting to get her hair out of her face for a little while. There thankfully was one that she liked. Putting her hair up as the best she could. Looking over at Andy, she asked,"So where should we go around here for this trap?"

"Mess hall might work. Not a lot of places for that little shit to run or hide.",Andy answered. Figuring that it would be the biggest place in an emergency. And that Kathryn could find another weapon to use there. If necessary, they could shove him in the broken down freezer there. All of them started heading back to the camp grounds. Figuring that the trio would turn back at some point. Probably not for a couple of hours or so. Soon, they were back at the camp grounds to get their trap set up.

At the trails, Jason was setting up the trap for the survivors. Soon as he did so, he turned to the duo next to him. Freddy and Chucky were talking about possible traps for the trio. What they could do to get the group. The doll toyed with his knife as he suggested putting down traps in a few trails. Maybe checking the camp grounds to be sure there was no one there. Something that Jason found himself agreeing with as well.

Since, that probably was where they were headed. He couldn't think of anywhere else those trio would go. Soon as he was done with the trap, they went through different trails to set up more. After getting a few that Jason still had stored up. When they were done with this, they practically sprinted over to the camp grounds. There was a few things odd about it that he noticed right away. Like the foot prints in the dirt that looked recent. Along with a few drops of blood that he guessed were from that Kathryn girl's leg wound. One that he guessed would probably need stitches at this rate. Shoving those thoughts to the side, he decided to check cabins. Make absolutely sure that none of the trio were hiding in there.

While he did this, Chucky got off of Freddy's shoulder. Wanting to check on his own. The few cabins that he checked were empty. Then he headed over to the mess hall as quickly as possible. Looking down at the ground for a little bit as he walked through. There was a few drops of blood that looked fresh. Raising a brow, he opened the door to check. And in front of him was someone that he hadn't anticipated.

Andy.

His back was turned to him and he seemed to be looking through something. It didn't matter to him what it was. He was going to stab the shit out of him like he had wanted to so long ago. Grinning, he silently stalked over to him. Slowly grinning as he made his way over to the man. When he was within a foot of the man, he turned and raised an ax. Slamming the handle into Chucky's chest as hard as he could. Knocking him down before slamming the blade hard into the doll's face. Pulling it out, he slammed it over again and again. Right until the doll's head turned into nothing but mush. Andy was covered in blood as he kept his tight grip on the ax. Mouth open in a silent scream as he pulled the weapon out of the now dead doll's head. Panting, he glanced around the room. Both Kathryn and Clay were coming out from the kitchen. Kathryn holding a decent sized wooden oar. They eyed the motionless doll on the ground for a brief moment. Then hurried over to him to check how he was. Looking him over, Kathryn said,"Nice. I hope he doesn't come back from this."

Catching his breath, he nodded in agreement. Andy wiped the blood of of his face as he turned to Kathryn. Noticing the rather large wooden oar in her hands. It looked like a decent weapon. One that definitely could cave in someone's head if she hit hard enough. They glanced over at the mess hall door to see if the other killers were coming.

None were.

They wondered if they noticed that Chucky wasn't with them. Or if they were too busy with whatever they were doing to care. It didn't matter. The trio quietly headed out of the mess hall to find Freddy. And it seemed like he was looking for the short killer. Muttering his name now and then. Asking if he'd found anything useful. Sounding absolutely annoyed when the small killer didn't answer him. Mumbling curse words under his breath as he walked along. Kathryn decided that she had enough of watching him look for the tiny killer. She went into the open and was in her Father's direct line of sight. At first he was stunned that she would come out into the open. Then a smirk came to his face as he headed towards her. In a soft voice, he chuckled,"Aww. Daddy's Princess finally give up on trying to get away from me?"

"Eat shit and die, asswipe.",Kathryn said. Gripping her oar tighter as she glared daggers at him. Soon as he was within striking distance, she slammed the oar into his stomach. Something that he hadn't planned on her doing. It knocked the wind out of him. Temporarily stunning him as she continued to thump the oar against his limbs. Breaking his hand, leg, and possibly one of his ribs. A second later, he curled into a ball to avoid most of her hits. Trying to keep his face protected from being hit. While she hit him, Kathryn screamed as loudly as possible. Not even words. Just screams that even she couldn't completely understand. She hits him harder and harder until he was a whimpering mess.

As she did this, Clay as keeping an eye out for Jason. Knowing full well that her screams would attract the giant masked man.

Indeed they did. The giant was at the other side of the camp grounds. Definitely looking confused as he started heading towards them. Noticing that Kathryn was hitting Freddy and that Freddy was definitely bleeding on the ground. Jason practically sprinted as he came over to them. Clay was holding up the bat to hit him with it. When he noticed a strange flash of red to the right of him. Followed by a horribly familiar laughter that sent chills down his spine. No, no, no. How in the Hell was he alive? He saw Andy smash his head in!

While Clay was briefly distracted, Jason grabbed the bat. Slamming him into the ground as hard as he could. Knocking the wind out of him as he took the weapon from him. Yanking it out of the tall man's hands, he raised it up. Fully intending on using it on Clay. Before he could even try, Andy slammed the ax into his back. Causing him to nearly drop the bat as he weapon out of him. Then slammed it into the back of the man's head. Which finally caused him to drop it. Falling to his knees as Clay scrambled to get away from him. Heading over to Kathryn to see if she needed his help. Finding that she definitely didn't. As Freddy's head was nothing more than a gross pulpy mess. One that she wouldn't, or couldn't, stop hitting and hitting. No longer screaming as she did so.

Grabbing her wrists as gently as possible, Clay said,"I think he's dead now, Kathy. You can stop hitting him."

That seemed to snap her out of her anger fueled attack. Her eyes going wide as she stared down at the unmoving figure of her Father. Hands shaking as the wooden oar slipped out of her grip. Turning to Clay, she gave him a very disturbing smile. One that unsettled him slightly. Shoving his discomfort to the side, he pulled her into a hug. Pressing her face into his shoulder as she quietly started sobbing. For what, he wasn't entirely sure of. But guessed it was probably only the fact that she killed someone. Not the fact that she killed her former abuser. Just the idea of murder was probably what terrified her. He rubbed her back as he mumbled soft nonsense words. Anything that would help her relax a little more. As he said them, she asked,"Clay, do you think whatever kidnapped us will let us leave now?"

"That we can go home?",she added. Something that he'd wondered himself. And was hoping that this would be the end of it. Since, they killed their would be killers all over again. But the sound of Chucky's laughter. The briefest glimpse he had of his red hair made Clay uneasy. Part of him doubted that they were going to be let go that easily. Instead of worrying her more, he answered,"I think so. Let's just get rested first then we can head into town."

"That alright with you, Kathy?",Clay asked. Glancing down at her briefly to see if she was okay with that. She nodded her head at this information. Looking slightly more calm as she carefully wiped tears from her face. Quietly mumbling apologies about the state of his shirt. He told her that it was fine and they turned to Andy. Just to see how he was doing. And Andy seemed to be doing slightly better than Kathryn had been. His eyes were trained on Jason's corpse as he twirled the ax in his hands. Then as quickly as possible, he drove the ax into his neck.

Over and over again until Jason's head came off. Once it was off, he tossed the weapon away. Looking up at Clay and Kathryn as he tried to catch his breath. Heading up to them, he asked,"Is he dead?"

"Yeah, he isn't breathing or moving.",Kathryn answered. Briefly glancing over to him to be absolutely sure of this. And it was true. Freddy wasn't moving. Definitely wasn't breathing. Nor did it look like he was holding his breath. Her Father was truly dead. Hopefully, not coming back to torment her or her Mother ever again. Yet, she still worried that he would. Pushing those thoughts aside, she added,"I don't think he's coming back from this."

Clay nodded his head at this information. With that, they all started heading out of the camp grounds. Down the road they had just the other day towards the town. Unaware of the person watching them as they moved along. Or the growing anger in their eyes.

Lavender almost felt like screaming as she watched the trio. This wasn't how her game was supposed to end. These idiots weren't supposed to survive this. Her sharp teeth dug into her bottom lip as she watched them walk along. Knowing full well that they'd get to town within thirty minutes if she didn't keep them away from it. Using a bit of her power to do so. Growling as she watched their retreating forms go down the now impossibly long stretching road. As they did so, she turned her attention to the two killers nearby. Blood cooling around their still forms. In her arms were the remains of the doll killer that she found not too long ago. Face mutilated beyond recognition. With another growl, she started fixing the form she had given him. Putting his adorable face back in order before making him sleep. Not wanting him to see her or know she existed.

Fearing he'd do something stupid if she did.

Once he was back in the realm of the living, she smiled to herself. Oh how lovely it was having the tiny killer back. She carefully set him down on the ground. Quietly walking over to the Voorhees man as he laid on the ground. Eyes wide in frozen terror. Guessing his mouth would be open too if she lifted the mask off him. Instead, she just gently lined up the head with the neck. Using her abilities to mend the skin together. Fixing the rest of his injuries just as quickly. But keeping him asleep as well. Once he was back in working order, she headed over to Freddy. Surprised with the extent of his injuries. As he looked like a mess of blood, bone, and other things. Shoving that to the side, she started fixing him as well. A bit peeved at how much she had to work on him. But it was worth it. Freddy, Jason, and Chucky were her ticket to bigger and better things.

Her one way rise to fame where she and Oak belonged. Above every other demon. Definitely above the human beings these three used to be. Lavender wasn't going to let that opportunity slip out of their grasp. No matter how hard those victims hit.

When she was done fixing Freddy, she giggled to herself. Watching their forms for a few seconds before disappearing to her hiding spot. Not wanting to be there once these three woke up.

Moments later, Chucky was the first to awaken. A scream ripping from him as he held his hands over his face. Trying to protect himself from his attacker as he did so. When he realized that Andy was no where to be seen, he silenced himself. Glancing around to see that his former victim was gone. That he was alive for the upteenth time and whole again. Slowly getting himself to his feet, he saw Jason and Freddy sitting up on the ground. Staring at him in stunned silence. Their injuries from previous attacks were gone. Like they'd never been.

Freddy's eye was even back in place. The burned man carefully touching around it in amazement. Looking slightly elated but uneasy about it being back. Setting his hand down, he turned to stare at Chucky. Feeling as confused as the tiny doll killer looked. Chucky asked,"The Hell is going on here? They killed us...didn't they?"

"Yeah, they did. Princess beat the shit out of me.",Freddy answered. Getting up off the ground as he remembered the attack. Her wordless screams as she slammed the oar into him over and over again. The look of pure rage, disgust, and fear on her face. Well, from what he briefly saw of her face. Before he tucked himself into a ball to avoid most of her attacks. None of that saving him from being killed. Or well...he thought he was killed. His mouth twitched into a frown as he turned to stare at Jason. Who was grabbing the back of his head. Like it was hurting him or something to that effect. Tilting his head to the side, he asked,"The Hell is wrong with you?"

Jason pointed to the back of his head then at the ax behind him. Miming a chop with his own hands. For a second, Freddy didn't understand. Then he realized that Jason was telling him one of the survivors hit him in the head with an ax. It probably freaked him out that he was somehow alive again. Shoving those thoughts aside, he muttered,"Something brought us to life again. Re-rebuilt us from scrap."

"But why? Why do they care if we're alive or not?",Freddy asked. Not particularly asking either man as he stared at his hands. Remembering how Kathryn had broken one of them. Jason seemed to be on the same page. Not saying anything as he felt his back for the injury he remembered. Looking just as lost. Neither of them said anything as they examined themselves. Chucky rolled his eyes as he walked over to Freddy. Crossing his arms, he glanced up at the burned man. Then he asked,"Does it matter? We're alive, whole, and we can go kill those idiots."

"And I suggest we do it now before they reach town.",he added. Despite wanting to know more about why they were whole again, Freddy nodded. Carefully he picked up Chucky and motioned Jason to follow him. Jason quickly picked up the ax from earlier. Clearly not comfortable using it but having to since it was the closest weapon. Following Freddy as they made their way down the road. Hoping to catch up to the trio and punish them for their actions.