Cenobite Warrior: Holiday Specials
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but my OC characters. Any other characters, items or otherwise written in this fic belong to their creators. I would do a list, but that would take up the whole fic.
Note: Just a quick thing to say, and that is I'm really sorry to everyone who has been waiting patiently for this special. Things have been hectic and I've been slightly off my game lately, but with three updates in one day, I guess the God of Power is back baby. Now, without further interruption...
HALLOWEEN
BUSTER: Wow, you really got this one out late. I think this is the first time you've ever been late for a fic.
RURRLOCK: Shut up, when you become a fan fiction writer I'd like to see you do better.
BUSTER: I already did.
RURRLOCK: Did what?
BUSTER: Become a fan fiction writer, years ago though. I wrote a couple of fics, not too many. One of them managed to get over 1000 reviews for five chapters work. Another one is apparently a favourite's of Al Pacino. And I've got another one that's being turned into a feature blockbuster soon. I've never asked how well have your other fics done?
RURRLOCK: Umm...eh...well...um...Buster don't we have a chapter to start!
BUSTER: Huh? Oh yeah, everyone...the Halloween special (said with a scary tone!)
The Night Halloween was Late!
31st October…
This was the night every demon and evil relished, the night when the days grew short and the ugly faces of the supernatural could walk amongst the mortals. But for the slashers, this was a night of great power to them. A night when teenagers dressed in silly, skimpy outfits would walk about and start making out with the first hot person they see. However, there was one little hitch in their plans this Halloween night…The Cenobite Warrior.
Since his victory over evil Pinhead and the Hammer Horrors, the slashers could hardly throw up a kill anymore, and Halloween was no different. Even though the Cenobite Warrior wasn't about this particular night, no Slasher wanted to take a risk and instead…they decided on an activity that not only would be safe from bodily harm…but sure as hell fun…
''CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!'' A group of slashers including Freddy, Chucky, Leslie Vernon, Candyman and others not worth mentioning chanted as Ghostface drowned himself in beer, and not just any beer…but beer from a bottle as big as himself. It took about ten minutes, but he finally reached the bottom finishing it and letting out a large burp that caused the others to erupt in another fit of cheers.
''So much with quitting the drinks eh?'' Freddy teased patting Ghostface on the shoulder, however Ghostface was in such a weak stance that the slightest touch meant he toppled over and landed face first on the ground with a heavy thud.
''Jeez what a lightweight!'' Chucky mocked.
''Well he is at a disadvantage,'' Candyman pointed out. ''You're a doll so you don't have the systems to even get drunk! Krueger is dead as am I! And Leslie is to young to even touch a bottle!''
''Say what?'' Leslie gasped. ''I'm a 23 year old man! And I so can touch a bottle watch!'' He reached over to pick up a bottle, only to shriek and drop it. ''Ah! That's cold!''
The others started laughing at his expense, Freddy more so than others. ''You literally can't touch a bottle rookie!''
''Yeah well…my rival is Robert Englund!''
''So what? I am Robert Englund!'' Freddy shot back.
''What about me?'' They heard another voice and all turned to see remake Freddy standing there.
''I know who you are, you're Batman!'' Freddy said.
''Wow really?''
''Yeah…BECAUSE HALF THE TIME I CAN'T UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU'RE SAYING!'' The original shouted at him causing the others to burst out into laughter again, and forcing the remake Freddy to leave with his head low and with half a bottle of orange juice in hand. Once the laugher died down however, Freddy's smirk turned into a groan quickly. ''This is so dead!''
''So are you!'' Chucky joked earning more giggles off the others…however the mood turned to shock as Freddy didn't retaliate at all. ''What? No taunt or threat? Jeez Fred what's up with you? It's Halloween!''
''Exactly!'' Freddy said. ''We should be out there hacking away at some sexed up kids, but instead we're forced to party every single night it gets boring so quickly and this one is no different. Jason has been standing up at that karaoke stage for half an hour now still trying to find a song he can sing…there isn't a song with no lyrics! And Michael has been in the kitchen for hours trying to prepare meals, we only let him cook because he's the only one who can use a knife!''
''Hey, I'm good with a knife!'' Chucky pointed out.
Leslie smirked. ''We're talking real knives, not little blunt ones that kids have as Christmas toys!''
''Shut up farmer boy!'' Chucky shouted back. And after that the room fell into another dead silence…okay I'll stop using that pun. The others knew Freddy was right; this party was so boring, nothing was happening. All those teenagers out there they could easily kill but can't because they have some naïve and hyperactive kid with Cenobite powers, not to mention the reformed Cenobite Leader himself, Pinhead.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
''A trick or treater?'' The others whispered in disbelief! Suddenly, all of them, including Michael and Jason, made a rush for the door, tripping each other up or tackling them to the ground in order to reach the helpless kids first. However the just ended up tangling themselves up, with arms and legs sticking out of the sides as they tried to roll towards the door. But before any of them can make it, Ghostface had woken from his little drunken break and stumbled towards the door opening it. ''Who is it?'' One of the tangled slashers asked.
''Oh it's some kid in trashed clothes with a pumpkin mask and a little lollipop in one hand, and a trick or treating bag in the other.''
''Oh for crying out loud it's only Sam!'' Freddy grunted as the slashers each tried to get out of their little tangled mess. Once they were all free, they walked over to the door and greeted the little Halloween demon in the shape of a boy no older than five. ''So what do you want kid? We've got a 'really great' party to get back too!'' He stressed out.
Taking a few seconds to have more licks of his lolly, Sam reached into his bag and handed Freddy a leaflet of some kind. Freddy took it, but couldn't keep a hold of it cause of his finger knives.
''Want me to hold it?'' Ghostface slurred out and tried to grab the sheet of paper, but he was far too drunk to get a good grip on it. Then Chucky tried to hold it, but his little plastic hands couldn't hold it right. And of course Michael and Jason couldn't hold it because they wouldn't then be able to read it or tell the others what it said.
''Oh for final girl's sake!'' Leslie groaned. ''I'm the only one here who can hold it, so I'll be taking…'' But before he could, Candyman hooked up the paper with his hook and held it up. This made Leslie more than a little upset. ''Why don't you guys ever take me seriously, I'm a full blown Slasher just like the rest of you.''
''You don't even have a sequel!'' Candyman told him before turning to the leaflet and reading it a loud. ''Do you want a break from all the tired fighting and pointless reboots? Are you not sure where to go? Then go to Dubai thanks to Sam's special Halloween Slasher offer, where every Slasher villain gets to have a two week break to some of Dubai's most exotic locations all at the price of…a simple hand shake!''
''A handshake?'' Chucky questioned. ''That's it? To have a free vacation in Dubai all it takes is a simple handshake? I'm down with that! Come here little guy!'' Chucky walked forward and shook hands with Sam before backing away, and in the blink of an eye, Chucky's appearance some how changed as he was now in holiday gear with the sun glasses, the hat and even the little suitcase. ''See you punks! I'm off to Dubai!'' He shouted back at them as he made a run for a limo that also magically appeared in front of him.
Before anyone else could react, Freddy barged all of them to the side. ''Out of the way losers, I'm out of here!''
''But of course,'' Leslie said. ''Age before beauty!''
''Yeah age…'' Freddy stopped himself realising what Leslie meant. ''Okay you got me with that one rookie, but I'm still going to Dubai first!'' Freddy smirked as he shook hands with Sam and soon he was changed into holiday gear as well.
One by one, Sam shook hands with some of the top slashers around, but he didn't limit himself to only the best…but ever Slasher there was. It was Halloween night; they would all be out doing something else thanks to the Cenobite Warrior. And although the slashers were giving what they promised, they didn't bother to think what Sam was getting out of this. Well, that's where the Halloween factor came into play also. Somehow, because he's the demon of Halloween itself, every time Sam shakes the hand of a Slasher, he gains far more strength depending on the power of the Slasher.
By the end of the night, Sam had pretty much reached every Slasher in the west and had acquired their strength. It may have taken longer than expected, but he finally did it and how did he celebrate? He continued to lick on his little lollipop…you know, I'm starting to suspect it's magic considering no matter how much of it he licks or bites he never finishes…that's just my theory, not like you can ask him and live to learn the answer.
15th November
It's funny how all the slashers were scared to go out on Halloween because of the Cenobite Warrior, when in fact he was never out at all. Even now, Buster Daniels and his best friend Zeke Richardson were in the bedroom snoring loudly. So loud in fact that Buster's older brother, Simon, rushed into the room with an alarm clock ready to go off.
RIINNNNGGGGGGGGG! The clock was so loud that Buster screamed in terror and fell right out of bed and on top of Zeke who liked to sleep on the floor in case of the monsters hiding under the bed.
''There! Now you know how I feel when you keep me up for 14 nights straight!'' Simon shouted at them before yawning, he looked so tired his bags even had bags.
Buster got back up, rubbing his head a little before turning to his older brother, not really listening to what Simon had just said. ''No worries Simon, we needed a wake up call anyway to get ready for the big night!''
''And what big night might that be?'' Simon asked not really caring what the answer was.
''Why Halloween of course! The night where we get to dress up in scary costumes, and go out to get candy, and check out other scary costumes and…
''Buster,'' Simon interrupted. ''I hate to be the bearer of bad news…well not to you anyway, but have you even bothered to check the time and date.''
''Not really, Zeke and I were having this awesome party!''
''Playing snakes and ladders!'' Zeke finished.
Simon could only face palm at the fact Buster and Zeke slept for two weeks because they had a tiring party of snakes and ladders. ''Whatever! Just so you know, you might want to check the time before you decide to make a move on your Halloween plans!''
''Okay then,'' Buster said reaching over to the alarm clock and checking the time. ''Wow, it's only 9 in the morning; we've got plenty of time. Funny, it felt like we slept a lot longer than that.''
''Funny you should say that, check the date also!'' Simon told him.
''What are you getting at? The clock says November 15th, Halloween!''
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''Wait? What?'' Buster stuttered before checking the clock again, which had the date underneath the time, making sure he read it properly over and over again. Once he realised the clock was right, his eyes bugged out and started tearing up before…
''Maybe I shouldn't have said anything!'' Simon mumbled as he closed his ears ready for his little brother's explosion…literally.
''NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!'' Buster bawled his eyes out and screamed to the high heavens. ''WE MISSED HALLOWEEN!'' He cried and cried until he couldn't cry anymore…but then managed to cry some more, enough to flood the whole house causing a waterfall of tears to shoot out his bedroom window sending the three of them zipping out and onto the front lawn.
''For crying out loud Buster!'' Simon said before laughing at what he just said. ''Hey that was a pretty good one, I think I'll hold onto that one,'' He giggled before walking over to his brother who was still sobbing. ''It was just one night, no biggie!''
''Oh it was a biggie Simon! A huge biggie! Size of the Heroes cast biggie! Chuck Norris biggie! We missed what is possible my favourite holiday.''
''You say every holiday is your favourite!''
''But Halloween is special! It's the night of freedom, danger and adventure. And we overslept! Wait, what did you guys do on Halloween?''
''I was trying to get some sleep because you imbeciles were keeping me up with your snoring. And if you're talking about the others, they stayed in and watched movies.''
''What? Why?''
''Because, Halloween isn't what it use to be years ago. No one goes trick or treating anymore; they always stay in doors to watch movies or go on Facebook and Twitter. Halloween is a dead holiday…wow, I'm rolling with the jokes today.'' He chuckled some more.
''B-But…the candy? The sweets? The chocolate?'' Buster whimpered once more. How could no one want to go trick or treating anymore? It was one of the best things to do as a kid! Even if no one did actually go out, he couldn't believe he over slept the festivities and missed it. Just like that though, an idea formed in Buster's head, an idea so bright, it managed to light a bulb that Zeke was holding over his head.
''Yeah!'' Zeke cheered putting the light bulb in his pocket. ''Now I don't have to buy a new one!''
''I know that look Buster,'' Simon said. ''What are you thinking?''
''Halloween is a special holiday just like any others, like Christmas and birthdays. And sometimes on Christmas and birthdays you get cards and presents that arrive late…so…we can just be late trick or treaters!''
''What?'' Simon screamed in disbelief. ''You want us to still go trick or treating?''
''Yeah, tonight!''
''Tonight? Buster, its two weeks too late! You can't go trick or treating on some other night, it doesn't work that way!''
''It doesn't have to work! Just as long as you have the Halloween spirit, we can do it! I'm going to call the others and see what they think!''
''Like we're really going to have a choice!'' Simon muttered in defeat.
And really, they didn't! I'm the writer; I get to decide what they do! Who lives and who dies! The rich and the poor! The strong and the weak! The orange and the purple! You get the idea! So Buster managed to call everyone; Lindsey, Carrie, Regan, Ash, and even Kirsty and Pinhead. He even tried to find some Slasher villains to get involved, but for some reason he couldn't get into contact with any of them, even Michael Myers…what could this mean? (Hint) (Hint).
The day was short as I had said before, and as night approached it was time for the group to meet up and show off their costumes before heading out. Outside of Buster and Simon's house, all was quiet…that is until Buster swung out of his bedroom window thanks to his chains and slide across the ground and under the light of a lamppost…or at least that's what he was trying to do, instead he slide right into the lamppost.
''Ouch.'' He groaned before sorting himself out, the light showing off his very detailed and now mangled Harry Potter costume. With the Gryffindor uniform, the (now) broken glasses, and the lightning scar across his forehead. He giggled to himself. ''Let's see the others get better costumes.''
Just then, a lightsabre ignited right before him. Buster jumped back and turned to find Zeke dressed in Jedi robes, the light sabre really making him look authentic. ''Cool! Awesome costume Zeke! Who are you? Obi-Wan?''
''Nope, I made up my own Jedi name!''
''Really? How do you do that?''
''It's easy, for the first part of the name take the first 3 letters of your last name and merge it with the first 2 letters of your first name. For the last name, take the first two letters of your mother's maiden name and merge it with the first 3 letters of your hometown. So I am…Ricze-Jousa!''
''I don't know how to pronounce that, but it is so cool!'' Buster said. ''I can't wait to see the others costumes!'' At that moment, Simon walked out of the house dressed in nothing more than a green shirt and some jeans. He wasn't going to wear a costume, but Buster took his style as one. ''Cool Simon, you dressed up as Shaggy from Scooby Doo!''
''I what? No I…oh forget it!''
Following that, smoke started to appear everywhere, followed by lights and fireworks going off just as a figured jumped up and slide on his knees across the ground…until he suffered the same fate as Buster and crashed into the same lamppost. ''Un-groovy!''
''Don't worry Ash I did the same thing. By the way, who are you dressed up as?''
''All hail the king baby!'' Ash chanted as he moved away blowing the smoke away to reveal his Elvis Presley costume.
''Why would you dress up as him?'' Simon asked.
''We're both kings, that's why Shaggy!''
''I'm not dressed up as…''
''Cool Shaggy costume Simon!'' Someone else called out. They turned to find Lindsey dressed up in a smart black tuxedo and hat, also equipped with a cane; she was a female spitting image of the Monopoly man. ''What do you think?''
''Wow, you look great!'' Buster said. ''Where's Carrie and Regan?''
''Right here!'' Carrie called out. She was wearing her infamous blood stained prom dress only because she couldn't find any other costume at the time, and because she thought the others looked to scary. Thankfully though it wasn't real blood. Following behind her was Regan in her nightgown she wore when being possessed by the demon inside her. ''Short notice but it's something.''
''No worries they look great,'' Buster told them. ''Now all we have to do is wait for Kirsty and Pinhead.''
''Um, Buster,'' Lindsey called him over. ''We can go on for a bit without them, they're going to be a little late.''
''Why what's up?'' Buster asked completely oblivious as to what Kirsty and Pinhead could be up to…late at night…at their home…possibly in the bedroom.
''They're a little busy with…stuff.'' She told him trying not to blush.
''Oh well, let the trick or treating…BEGIN!''
And as you would expect for trick or treaters going out when it's NOT Halloween, Buster and co were turned down at nearly every single house they went too. Some were harsher than others, but all had no candy or chocolates or sweets for the group. This was quickly growing tiresome for them, all except for Buster who was having the time of his life just because he actually managed to get this Halloween out of his system in the right way.
But he couldn't help but shake the feeling that something was amiss; it was way to quiet, even if it wasn't Halloween. The streets were empty, and the area had an unnatural silence to it, like something was trying to keep quiet and hide from them. Speaking of which, it was another surprise that no slashers had tried to jump them at all tonight.
''You ever get the feeling, we're being watched?'' Carrie muttered.
''All the time,'' Ash answered smugly. ''But that's what happens when you've got a face like mine, people get so much of it they die of excitement…I wonder if that's why the deadites come after me.''
''Well it's no wonder we've got that feeling, we've just walked into a pumpkin patch.'' Buster said. The street was littered with pumpkins on either side of the street, all different sizes and shapes. Smiles carved onto their faces, and flames flickering inside faintly. Even at the window stills inside some of the houses sat more pumpkins; and this just put the group even more on edge.
''Okay,'' Regan started. ''Anyone find it weird that all these pumpkins are still left out two weeks after Halloween?''
''Even on Halloween this is over the top.'' Lindsey said.
''And I've got a feeling I know what this means…'' Buster started.
''What?'' The others asked waiting in deep suspense.
''MORE PUMPKIN SOUP!'' He screamed and dashed off to find the first pumpkin he could grab, followed quickly by Zeke who was eager to get just as many as his best friend could.
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''If each had half a brain, they'd still only have half a brain.'' Simon muttered as Buster and Zeke gorged themselves into the largest pumpkins they could find. And whenever chewing on a seed they would spit it up into the sky and see who could draw faster and slice it, the lightsabre or the chain. As the two continued in their little fast food competition, they could hear a faint voice in the background.
''Don't eat the pumpkins!'' The voice went on.
''Ah!'' Zeke screamed. ''It's a ghost!'' And then preceded to smother the pumpkin he had over his head, thinking that he was safely hidden much like the myth about ostriches and when they hide their heads underground. However, the ghost theory was quickly debunked once the others saw Kirsty running towards them holding a pumpkin herself.
''I'm glad I found you,'' She panted. ''Whatever you do, you must not eat the pumpkins!''
''Why not?'' Buster asked. ''They've been left out here so…hey, isn't that Nancy's flower nightgown?''
''Huh?'' In fact it was Nancy's famous gown from her first encounter with Freddy Kruguer that Kirsty was wearing for Halloween. ''Oh I lost a bet on something with Nancy and she made me dress up as herself for Halloween. It was the only costume I had! Listen, we've got trouble…''
''Why is the surprise metre a negative?'' Simon mumbled sarcastically.
Kirsty ignored him and continued. ''Listen, Pinny and I were getting ready to out and find you guys after you called us. And then we came across Sam, that little boy that attacked us when we first met. He tried to offer Pinhead some trip to Dubai, but he refused cause I wasn't invited and then…look!'' She held out the pumpkin she was holding and it was only then that the group realised why this pumpkin stood out from the others.
''Hey, that pumpkin looks exactly like Pinhead!'' Buster said. He was right, every detail about this pumpkin screamed Pinhead, from the shape of his eyes and mouth and even the pins that stuck out from it. ''How did you do that?''
''This pumpkin doesn't look like Pinhead, it is PINHEAD!'' Kirsty shouted.
M. NIGHT SHYAMALAN: What a twist!
RURRLOCK: Hey get out of here, this is my fic!
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The group weren't sure what to say following that statement, but they really didn't need to say anything, because the Pinhead pumpkin did that for them. ''It is true, I have been turned into what you see before you.''
''Ah!'' Zeke screamed once more. ''The pumpkin is cursed, we have to kill it!'' He then grabbed a baseball bat out of nowhere and started whacking Pinhead with it, earning yelps of pain from the now vegetable or fruit Cenobite.
''Zeke stop!'' Buster said grabbing the baseball bat off his friend. ''I think this really is Pinhead.''
''Of course it is!'' Pinhead said. ''How else would a pumpkin be able to strike conversation otherwise?''
Despite the weirdness of this situation, Buster had to giggle. ''You know it's funny how you look a lot like Doc Fraser, and his worst enemy is Pumpkinhead…and now you really are a pumpkin head! It's like double irony over an ironic twist.''
''Boy this is no laughing matter!'' Pumpkin…I mean Pinhead spoke firmly. ''We must stop Samhein before he continues to turn more people into what I am now.''
''Wait a second…'' Buster stopped him finally realising what was going on. ''If Sam turned you into a pumpkin…then all the pumpkins Zeke and I ate were…'' The two friends looked at each other and grew pale knowing what this meant. ''AHHHHHHHHHHH! We ate real people!''
''We're zombies!'' Zeke screamed as the two bawled their eyes out and spat out whatever was left of the pumpkins still in their mouths.
''Ladies and gentlemen,'' Simon mumbled. ''I present the defenders of the world, now cannibals…'' Before his taunt could go on however, he felt nausea come over him and found himself struck by some kind of red energy wave that caused him to sink in shape and size before finally turning into a small, plump pumpkin.
The others screamed and hugged each other having seen someone turned into a vegetable right before their eyes, and standing just above that vegetable was Sam…but a different Sam, this one was over ten feet tall and more demonic looking with claws, fangs and horns everywhere.
But Buster needed to rally the troops, no matter how dangerous or deadly the foe looked. He stepped forward, two chains ready to fire from his hands. ''Okay Sam, you may be stronger than ever before. But what we fight for you can never understand and…'' His heroic speech was cut off by some munching sound, and he followed that sound to, ''ZEKE, YOU'RE EATING SIMON!''
Zeke looked back at Buster after taking two bites of the Simon pumpkin, before dropping it to the ground and spitting it back out. ''Sorry, I can't tell which pumpkins I can eat and which ones I…'' Just at that moment, Sam raised his hand towards Zeke and fired the same red energy wave that hit Simon at him. ''I've got a bad feeling about this!'' Zeke said before his transformation was complete and he was nothing more than a pumpkin on the ground…with a mini lightsabre strapped around it.
''Zeke!'' Buster screamed in despair before turning to Sam. ''That's it! No one turns my brother and best friend into a pumpkin!''
''What about me?'' Pinhead called out.
''Oh yeah, and Pinhead too!'' Buster fired two chains for Sam's arms, wrapping it around them before flinging himself feet first towards the giant. BOOM! A giant kick which would topple any giant…and Sam didn't even budge. BAAAM! Instead, Sam whacked Buster away with one strike sending him crashing into a lamppost. ''Someone's gotta put these things somewhere else, they hurt!''
Sam approached the others in the group now; Kirsty moving away, without powers and with her boyfriend now a pumpkin they weren't going to be much help. The first to charge at Sam was Ash. ''Okay overalls, time to meet my friend…BOOMSTICK!'' He then pulled out what he thought was his boomstick, but was actually just an electric guitar that came with his Elvis costume. That little hesitation was enough for Sam to take his chance and hit Ash with his pumpkin beam. ''Remember my life as it was…groovy!'' Were the king's last words before turning into a pumpkin…with Elvis's hairstyle carved on it.
''Okay,'' Lindsey said. ''Looks like it's time for girl power!'' She fired a spell from her wand towards Sam, but the giant demon just bounced the spell back at them forcing them to jump away from the blast in different directions, leaving one of them open for Sam to attack…and that person was Regan.
''Okay big boy, I'll show you a real demon!'' Regan then turned into her demon form and jumped up towards Sam's head. BAM! BAM! Giving him a double kick to the head that was just as ineffective as Buster's kicks earlier. Moving around the giant demon's head, she tried to bite him as hard as she could, but even that was having little effect. And taking a leaf out of her book, Sam turned his head 180 degrees until he was facing her and blew her off him leaving her wide open for his pumpkin ray to strike her.
''No!'' Carrie screamed and used her power to smooth the Regan pumpkin's landing, however in doing so, that let her wide open for Sam to strike her with his pumpkin ray and make her suffer the same fate. It was now just down to Buster and Lindsey now, in the blink of an eye Sam had turned earth's greatest saviours into a pumpkin patch with hardly any effort.
Buster groaned as he got up, just as Sam was about to stamp his foot down on him. The Cenobite Warrior jumped to the side and fired one of his chains around the lamppost near him and pulled it out of the ground towards him, ready to use it as a bow-staff. He jumped towards Sam and swung the lamppost at the giant, the hits managing to do some damage, but not enough to seriously wound the demon.
Lindsey had got back up as well and fired all of her spells at Sam from behind, but they proved just as ineffective as well. Sam seemed indestructible at the moment, and with most of the group turned into pumpkins things didn't look so good. Lindsey then tried something else; casting a spell on the lamppost Buster held, making it increase five times in size as he slammed it down on Sam's face, and for the first time the demon crashed to the ground.
''I think we're winning!''
''Buster that was your first hit!'' Kirsty called out from the side-lines still holding her pumpkin boyfriend.
''Just trying to think of the positives!'' He replied as Sam got back onto his feet. Buster charged at the demon once more, firing two chains that wrapped around both Sam's arms and tying them together in a knot. Using this momentum, Buster pulled himself up towards Sam's face and starting spinning around while holding out his fists and legs, punching and kicking rapidly. While doing this, Lindsey cast another spell, which made a rope tie Sam's legs together and caused the demon to collapse once more.
''Maybe Buster's right, maybe we are winning…'' Lindsey said with joy…just as Sam's hands crashed to the ground and his pumpkin ray struck her. ''Well I should have seen that coming!'' She groaned before being transformed into a pumpkin.
''Lindsey!'' Buster called out, but it was too late. He was now alone in this battle; and with Lindsey gone, her spell disappeared too, as Sam got back onto his feet. With his hands still tied up; the giant demon decided to use this to his advantage and pummel Buster with both his fists, sending the boy flying near Kirsty and Pinhead…right into a lamppost. ''Who put these things here?'' He grunted.
At that moment, Sam started firing his pumpkin ray towards the three of them. Thanks to Buster's speed, he was able carry Kirsty and the pumpkin Pinhead away from the ray as it followed. Needing some space, Buster threw one of his daggers towards Sam hitting him right on the forehead and making him lose track of the running Cenobite. As he searched; the three hid behind a bench on the street taking a breather.
''Man, I haven't done this in ages!'' Buster gasped before turning to Pinhead. ''Can't you help me?''
''What possible help can I offer in this state?'' Pinhead asked.
''You could try speaking pumpkin to him!''
''I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that!''
''There has to be something,'' Kirsty said. ''Can't you try and reflect that pumpkin ray back at him?''
''How?'' Buster asked.
''Use the reflection in one of your daggers!''
''Hey that might actually work!'' Buster said as he brought out one of his daggers. And perfect timing as well, because Sam had found them. He ripped the bench right out of the ground ready to hit them with his ray, but Buster quickly dashed through his legs to keep the attention all on him. Sam followed the Cenobite Warrior, attempting the punch the boy into a flat pancake, but Buster was too quick for him. As another fist embedded in the ground, Buster jumped on top of it…bad idea as Sam pulled his fist out of the ground causing Buster to be flung into the sky, leaving him wide open for Sam's pumpkin ray.
''Got you!'' Buster yelled as he held up the dagger just as the ray hit. The light reflecting off the side and right back down onto Sam full blast; the giant demon was caught off guard and screamed like a little girl as the ray struck…and struck…and struck…before the ray was finished, and he was still there, unaffected.
''NO FAIR!'' Kirsty yelled.
Even Sam was surprised that his ray didn't affect himself, and with that stumble avoided, he turned his attentions back to Buster who was still falling to the ground. ''Well so much for that idea!'' He summed up and was about to make another move when Sam stretched his arm to impossible lengths and grabbed the Cenobite Warrior in mid-air. Buster tried to free himself, but the grip was too tight, and finally Sam slammed Buster into the ground and held him down.
Using every ounce of strength he had wasn't enough, Buster was trapped under Sam's power as the demon's hand glowed red, and Buster was an easy target now. Kirsty could only watch helplessly, that is until Pinhead got her attention. ''Kirsty, throw me at the brute!''
''What?''
''Just because my body is gone and replaced in this fruit…''
''Vegetable actually!'' Buster called out.
''Whatever! Kirsty, our options are thin as it is. And like I said, just because my body is gone, doesn't mean I refuse to fight. Now throw me!''
''Oh Pinhead, I love you!'' Kirsty cooed.
''As do I my dear.'' Pinhead replied as the two entered a Twilight styled romantic slow-mo stare…kinda creepy considering it' a pumpkin.
''Um, guys!'' Buster called out. ''I know it's romantic and stuff but if you don't mind…HELPPPPPPP!''
With no other choice, Kirsty grabbed the Pinhead pumpkin and steadied herself for an almighty throw. ''Pokeball go! Sorry couldn't resist!'' She threw Pinhead with all her strength, and it was quite an impressive throw as Pinhead was now right on top of Sam, ready for the impact. SLAPT! Pinhead hit Sam's shoulder and casually rolled off while yelping in pain with every hit. ''Wow, our ideas have sucked tonight.''
''I still blame our time off!'' Buster told her just as the glow on Sam's hand started forming itself around Buster's body. ''Well at least I'm going out as I've always wanted…being turned into a pumpkin along with my friends and family.''
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''What?'' Kirsty said bemused.
Ignoring Buster's comment, Sam formed a giant grin as he watched the glow slowly take over Buster fully. However, before anything could actually happen to the boy, a limo pulled up next to them and out of it stepped all the Slashers that Sam had sent away to Dubai and taken their powers. All of them still enjoying their little trip. ''Ah, that's just the break we needed!'' Freddy said taking another sip of his drink.
''Too right mate, yo Sam, thanks for that! You should do this more often!'' Chucky called out as the slashers started making their way to their respective homes. Sam had to quickly check his watch that he conveniently had on his wrist and realised that two-week holiday was finished, maybe he should have thought this plan through more thoroughly. Instantly, the giant monster Sam transformed back into his usual five-year-old boy state.
All around, the pumpkins transformed back into whoever they were before. Even Buster's friends turned back as well, and still in their Halloween costumes. Even Pinhead, who was still in a painful state after that little plan of his. ''Thank Leviathan, I don't know how I would have gone on!''
Buster rubbed his head and watched as Sam tried to make a quick getaway, but didn't get far as the others surrounded him. ''Okay pipsqueak!'' Ash said aiming his boomstick for Sam. ''You're about to get your just deserts…''
''Hold it!'' Buster interrupted. Everyone stopped in their tracks ready for what Buster was about to suggest they do to the little demon. ''Sam, are you sorry?''
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''WHAT?'' The others screamed in disbelief.
''What? If he's sorry, there's nothing more we can do.'' Buster reasoned.
Simon approached his little brother. ''Buster, he turned us into pumpkins!''
''He's a Halloween demon, what did you expect? Now if Sam's sorry, that's good enough for me.'' Buster looked to Sam waiting for his answer. The demon was also in disbelief that he was being let off the hook so easily; quickly he nodded his head in response and makes a quick dash for freedom before anyone would notice. ''See he nodded, that means he's sorry.''
''Well,'' Pinhead groaned as Kirsty helped him along. ''At least this mess is sorted out, that's good enough for me. Right now, I would enjoy nothing better than to relax at home and forget the pain.''
''Aren't you supposed to thrive on pain?'' Lindsey asked him.
''Not when it's my own!'' He responded.
''And we have to look at another positive!'' Buster said. ''We just defeated what was probably our toughest opponent yet, pretty impressive when getting ready for the sequel next year.''
''Yeah but Buster we have to ask,'' Kirsty started. ''Why didn't you go into your stronger Cenobite Form to fight Sam.''
''Because…um…I actually didn't think about it.''
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BAM!
''OW! Simon, what was that for?''
RURRLOCK: Well everyone, hope that you enjoyed this chapter. Again, we're really sorry this turned up late. We promise never to miss another holiday again. And if you want more festive fun with horror characters, I suggest you check out Laura101's stories, she's got big plans and they're all just as good as anything Cenobite Warrior has if not better. So from all of us here, thanks and have a great...Buster what are you doing?
BUSTER: (While brushing teeth) I'm still trying to get all that people pumpkin out of my mouth. I think I might have found an eyeball!
RURRLOCK: An eyeball? No way, this is a K+ rated fic, there's no way I would let you find a...hey that does look like an...OH GOD! OH GOD! IT IS AN EYEBALL! EW! YUCK! END THE FIC, END THE FIC!