Oh, for the love of fuck. Not this bullshit again. Kathryn realized they weren't getting any closer to anywhere once again. What was wrong now? She ground her teeth as she glanced behind them. Seeing the trio advancing on them as they were making their way down the road. Grabbing Andy's arm harshly, she said,"They're alive again, guys."
"And they're coming straight for us.",she added. Pointing behind her as the men turned around. All of them freeze as they got within striking distance. Jason staring at them quietly as Freddy set Chucky on the ground. Freddy's eyes scanning his daughter over with a smirk. This was probably the worst time of her life. Her mouth twisted into a frown as she glared at them. Andy took a careful step in front of her as he glared down at Chucky. The toy giving him an annoyed look back. With a sneer, Andy asked,"How in the Hell are any of you alive?"
"We don't know. But we're grateful for whomever it was.",Chucky answered. Shrugging his tiny shoulders as he smirked at Andy. The toy pulled a blade from his overalls. Waiting for the other two to advance on the survivors as he smirked at them. Laying the blade against his palm, he said,"Now we got a chance to fuck you guys up."
"Not as quickly as we'd planned before either.",Freddy chuckled. It was a total lie. Kathryn knew full well that quick wasn't in the plans before. And it definitely wasn't going to be now. She glared at him as the survivors stood together. In an annoyed voice, Kathryn said,"You have always been a shitty liar, Freddy."
"Don't call me that, Princess.",Freddy stated. There was no way in Hell she was calling him 'Papa' anymore. As far as she was concerned, he wasn't her parent anymore. Hadn't been since the day that he abused her. Shoving those thoughts aside, she stared down at Chucky then at Jason. A thought came to mind as she stared at them. Looking down at Chucky, she asked,"Hey, Chucky?"
The doll's glassy eyes trained on her as she chewed her bottom lip. She continued,"What's it like working with a pedophile?"
"...what?",the doll questioned. Eyes wide in confusion as he stared at her. Then turned to stare at the burned up man. Obviously, not realizing what Freddy was truly like. Kathryn knew why he couldn't have. After all, Chucky died long before Freddy had been burned alive. Which was around ten years later. If her memory wasn't off. Shoving those thoughts aside, she added,"Yeah, that dude you've been helping this whole time is a pedophile."
Both men gave her strange looks for a moment. Then they noticed that Chucky was giving Freddy a disgusted look. Jason seemed to be equally disgusted as he stared down at the burned man. Who either didn't notice this or just flat out ignored it. He sneered at his daughter as she glared back at him. While the pair stared at him, Chucky stated,"Y'know. I kind of had this little feeling about that. Considering how your creep ass talked to her."
"I really was hoping that I was wrong.",he added. Taking his eyes off the survivors as he turned to the burned man. Glaring at him as he took a step closer to Freddy. Jason took a step closer to him to keep him from running. He didn't know entirely what a pedophile was. But he knew from his Mother that they hurt children. And he guessed the brown haired girl was one of the people he had hurt. Gripping the ax with both hands, he tilted his head to the side. Glaring down at the burned man when he turned to him. Freddy stared up at him then down at the Good Guy advancing on him. Rolling his eyes, he raised his clawed hand up threateningly. In a low voice, he muttered,"You're really going to just take her word on this? She could be lying to you."
"Just to keep us distracted long enough for them to...",he trailed off. Turning to look where the survivors just had been. No surprise, they were gone. He couldn't tell where they ran off to, but he doubted they were that far away. If these idiots hadn't listened to Kathryn, they could be getting their revenge right then. But no. They just had to listen to his bitch of a daughter. Sneering, he asked,"Why do you care what I used to be? You're not exactly any better."
"I'm not. But I'm not interested in helping a kiddie fucker get his former victim.",Chucky said. Shrugging his shoulders as he advanced on Freddy. It didn't matter to him if he wasn't any better. Hell, he knew he wasn't. Still didn't mean he wanted to assist someone like him. And from the way Jason was glaring down at him, he knew he didn't either. Taking another step forward, he said,"Hell, I'll deal with her when I get the chance."
"You leave my Princess alone! She's mine to deal with!",Freddy growled. The word 'princess' took a whole new level of grossness in Chucky's mind. Making his stomach turn as he resisted the urge to vomit. Not like anything could come up anyway. He hadn't eaten anything in a long while. Pointing the tip of the knife up at Freddy, Chucky shouted,"STOP FUCKING SAYING THAT YOU DISGUSTING PIECE OF SHIT! IT'S FUCKING NASTY!"
"JASON! FUCKING KILL HIM ALREADY!",the doll ordered. Jason didn't need to be told twice. He swung the ax hard on Freddy's back. Knocking him on his knees as he cried out in pain. The man spat out blood as Jason shoved his boot into his back. Shoving the man's face deep in to the dirt as he struck him over and over again. Right until the burned man stopped squirming or any more screams. Soon as he was sure that the burned man was dead, he cut his head off. Gripping it carefully with one hand as he looked down at the now bloodied Good Guy. Who wiped the blood off his face with the back of his hand. Chucky said,"Good job, Jason. Now get rid of that thing."
Gesturing to the head with his knife. Seeing Jason gripping the decapitated head of the pedophile was grossing him out. The masked man nodded as he tossed the nasty thing as far as he could. Taking a few steps towards him, he asked,"Mind picking me up?"
Nodding his head, Jason quickly scooped up the Good Guy in one arm. Setting the ax against his other to keep from hurting him. Looking at where the survivors had once been, he mentally groaned. Of course they'd use the commotion they caused to their advantage. Why wouldn't they had? It annoyed him to no end as he tried to think of what to do. The Good Guy in his grip seemed to realize this as well. And looked to be deep in thought as he examined the scene. A moment later, he patted Jason's chest as he smiled. Pointing the tip of the knife towards a trail, he suggested,"We go down that way. They can't have gone all that far."
That made sense. He doubted all three of them could move that fast. Given how run down they were, they probably weren't that far ahead. Grinning under his mask, he headed toward the direction Chucky had been pointing. Hoping to catch up with their prey as quick as possible.
As they made their way down the trail, they kept an eye out for their pursuers. Knowing full well they were after them now. Since Freddy's screams died down a while ago. They guessed it wouldn't be long until Chucky and Jason were on them. None of them were going to be out in the open for too long. As they headed back to the abandoned houses. Hide there until they could make another suitable trap for them. Or at least regain their strength.
It took them a little while to get back to the houses, but they managed. Getting back into one of the rooms, they piled things in front of the door again. Sitting together in a semi-circle as they tried to think of what to do. Kathryn toyed with her hair as she suggested,"We could try that bait thing again. It worked so well last time."
"They'll be expecting that, Kathy.",Clay stated. Which was probably true. The pair would probably expect them to lure them in. But she didn't know what else they could try. It felt like something was against them. Keeping them from being able to stop the killers. Or even let them survive. What else could they do against them. Or their kidnappers? Her teeth dug into her bottom lip as she tried to think of something else. While she did this, Andy said,"I doubt whatever brought them back would let us kill them again."
"They'll just bring them back over and over again until we're dead.",he added. Feeling dread settle in the pit of his stomach like a heavy stone. Whomever they were, they probably were watching them right then. Keeping a careful eye on them as they planned. Putting those thoughts aside, he continued,"We might be better off trying to pit them against each other."
"I kind of doubt that'll work this time, Andy.",Kathryn stated. As she doubted the knowledge of Chucky being a killer would phase Jason. Or even matter to him. After all, why would Chucky being a killer matter to someone who was one? She chewed her bottom lip as she thought of this. What else could they possibly do? Use Chucky as a doll shield? That didn't seem likely of keeping any of them safe. As she stared at her hands, she asked,"I mean. What kind of dirt do we have to use against either of them?"
"Nothing. We're up shit creek without a paddle.",Clay muttered. Both survivors gave him a sharp glare after he said this. But they knew full well that he was right and dropped their gazes back down. This wasn't going to be easy for any of them to survive. And they hated that. It felt hopeless. Shoving this to the side, Kathryn said,"We can't give up. I don't want to die so far away from home. Not after everything we've survived."
"Not after everything Freddy's put me through. I'm not going to just give up and let those freaks murder me.",she added. Looking at the men, she continued,"And neither are you two. We're going to get through this together. No matter what."
"...no matter what.",Andy repeated. A faint smile on his face as he reached over and gripped her hand. Gently squeezing it in agreement. Clay grabbing the one closest to himself and squeezing it as well. Not smiling but nodding his head. Still not feeling confident about this whole situation as they sat together. But knew full well that they needed to keep their wits about them. As soon as they let go of Kathryn's hands, they started planning an attack. Debating on who was attacking who. And what kind of weapons they were going to use. While they did this, they heard a door opening from bellow them and froze. The three of them kept quiet as they heard heavy footsteps downstairs. Along with Chucky's voice telling Jason where to search. They glanced around the room for a way out as they silently got up. Quietly checking the windows as they carefully moved across the floor. Not daring to stand as they worried their weight would make the floorboards creak. Keeping a careful eye on the pile of furniture as they did so. Panic bubbling up inside them as the first two windows they tried didn't open. It was like they were nailed shut or something like that.
And the last one they tried was finally opening. Which was thankfully farthest away from the door. A wave of relief washed over them as they pushed it open. Only for it to wear off as it made the loudest creaking noise they'd ever heard. Only opening halfway as well. For a moment, all was silent. No sounds of footsteps were sounded. Chucky's voice was silent as possible.
It was so silent, you could hear a pin drop. Then rapid footsteps were coming up the stairs. Followed by the bedroom door being pounded on. Sounding like Jason was throwing his weight into the door as hard as he could. All three of them started shoving the window as hard as they could. Doing their best to pry it open further so they could get out. Andy quickly made Kathryn go through first as they watched the door. All the furniture was being pushed forward as the door cracked. They kept an eye on it as Clay squeezed his way out of the window. Followed by Andy. Soon as they got on the roof, the door busted open. Jason shoved the furniture propped against it out of his way. Heading toward the open window as fast as he could. Chucky clinging to his back as tight as he possibly could. When they got to it, Jason took him off of his back. Then set him on the roof. Quickly following after him as Chucky ran after the survivors.
Kathryn was busy lowering herself to the ground. She was climbing down the rain gutter the best she could. While Andy and Clay were keeping an eye on the killers. Andy kicked Chucky hard in the head when he got close enough. Cursing mentally as he fell onto the ground next to Kathryn. Who immediately started running when the Good Guy got to his feet. Seeing him follow her into the woods. Before he could do anything, Jason was on them. Grabbing Andy by the throat and shoving Clay down. Putting his foot on his chest to keep him from running. His grip tightening around Andy's neck as the masked man glared into his eyes. Clawing at Jason's wrist, he clung to consciousness the best he could. There was no way he was going to die at this freak's hands. Andy was going to get free and save Kathryn from Chucky. He sneered at Jason as he kicked him hard in the chest. Hard enough to make the masked man's grip on him loosen. Dropping him on the roof. Causing him to cough as he shoved Jason's chest as hard as he could. Jason fell onto his back, letting Clay get back on his feet.
Instead of attacking him, they hurried off the roof. Both of them jumped off as carefully as they possibly could. Neither injuring themselves too badly that they couldn't run after Chucky and Kathryn. Hoping that she was fine as they hurried in the direction they saw them going.
It took her a while to get far away from Chucky. But she knew he was going to catch up with her sooner or later. Her teeth dug into her bottom lip as she looked for a weapon. Anything to properly defend herself against the little asshole. The only thing that she found was a heavy tree branch. Not exactly the best tool that she could use against him. Kathryn knew it was better than nothing. She quickly picked it up as she turned around. Watching for the doll as she held the make-shift weapon out.
A moment later, she spotted the redheaded doll out of the corner of her eye. Causing her to turn towards him as she swung the branch. Narrowly missing him as he tackled her around the waist. Dragging her down to the ground as they both yelled. Soon as her back hit the ground, he crawled up her chest. Grabbing her neck with both hands as he smirked down at her. Only freezing when she gripped his wrists tightly in her hands. Pulling them off as she turned them over. Seated on his waist as she pinned his hands beneath one of hers. Gripping his neck with her other as she glared down at him. Not gripping too tightly but not gently either. Her mouth turned down into a frown as her gaze met his. He thought he could see hesitation in her eyes. Something that slightly surprised him given what she'd done to her creepy abuser. But he guessed she wasn't hesitating out of fear. But out of not wanting to be the one to get rid of him. When she probably believed that Andy deserved that honor. Tilting his head carefully to the side, he asked,"What'cha waitin' for, Kathryn?"
"Got me right where you want me.",he added. Squirming slightly in her grip to emphasize his words. Just what in the world was she really waiting for? It really couldn't be just Andy. Was the idea of killing someone now scaring her? There had to be more to it than that. Chucky squirmed harder against her grip as she frowned. With a slight smirk, he continued,"Don't tell me that you're feeling guilty now. I mean you did fucking beat your Dad to death."
Not that he could blame her. He would've done the same thing if he was in her position. Well, he somewhat was at one point. Shoving those thoughts aside, he questioned,"Why're you hesitating now?"
"...did you kill him?",she asked. He raised an eyebrow at this. Then he quickly realized what she was asking him. Shaking his head, he answered,"No, Jason did. Cut his head off and everything. It's probably still on the side of the road where we left him."
"...you sure that he's dead? That he's not coming back?",Kathryn questioned. It was a fair question as well. Since they were brought back to life by whomever brought them there. This fear wasn't unfounded. Chucky nodded his head as he answered,"Yes. I'm very sure he isn't coming back from that. I don't think whomever brought us here wants him anymore."
At least he hoped they wouldn't want to. And it seemed to give her some hope as she gave a sigh of relief. Looking him in the eye, she gave him a small smile. One that reminded him of Tiff when he killed her Mother in front of her. She said,"I don't know whether to be thankful to you and Jason for getting rid of my former abuser. Or strangling you to death."
"I'm tempted to do both.",she added. Grinning in a way that was wholly unsettling for him. Ignoring this, he mumbled a 'you're welcome' under his breath. Wincing when her grip tightened around his throat as she examined his expression. Then loosening her grip. It went on like this for a while. She would tighten her grip until he almost passed out. And then she'd loosen her grip. Allowing him to take a few deep breaths as she giggled. A faint smile on her face as she did so. Part of him wondered if she was actually losing it from being tormented so much. Or if this was her true personality shinning through. He didn't get to ponder this long as he heard Andy's voice calling out to her. Along with the voice of that really tall dude from earlier. Her head turned to the side where they were coming from. Tightening her grip around the Good Guy's throat. Preventing him from saying anything as she called,"Over here guys! I got Chucky!"
He barely could see the pair out of the corner of his eye. They hurried over to her as the watched her hold Chucky down. Her grip tightened so much that his vision was slowly turning black. A moment later, he passed out. When Kathryn was sure that he was out cold, she let go of his neck. Not letting go of his wrists as she stared at him. Looking up at the men, she asked,"Where's Jason?"
"Not far behind us. We need to keep moving.",Andy answered. Which prompted her to nod her head as she carefully got up. Carefully arranging Chucky in her arms so he wouldn't be able to easily move. Or at least not be able to grab at her. While she started walking, Andy asked,"What're you doing with Chucky?"
"I'd leave him here but I'm afraid he'll come after us.",she answered. And she was afraid that he'd get back at her for what she did. Her mouth twisted into a frown as Andy insisted they just tie him up and leave him on the ground instead. As taking him with them would give away their location faster. It was wiser and she knew that. But she didn't want to. Instead of arguing, she decided it was easier to go along with Andy's idea. So she handed the limp doll over to him. While Clay carefully took off his belt and handed it over to the bearded man. Soon as he did, Andy tied up his arms with it. Then used the doll's shoelaces to tie his ankles together. Shoving one of his balled up socks into his mouth as well. When he was done, they hurried to get away as fast as possible. Worried that if they stayed, Jason would easily catch up with them.