Chapter Four

A/N: Finally! An update. Yeah, I know this is really short for my usual chapter length, but I'm still finding my way back into this story. So how have you people been for the zillion years I've been gone?

Months passed peacefully, Jason and Ally were happily living in their little cabin in the woods. Jason had even set up little paths for Ally to walk to the restrooms, showers, and other various places. And he always would check the camp, making sure nobody was around that would take his little friend away, and his mother's spirit guided him on how to take care of Ally.

But then one day, while Ally was in the shower, a very-unwanted guest appeared, it was a little girl who couldn't be much older than five, she had long blonde hair and she wore a white lacey dress. "He's coming soon," she said, before getting on a tricycle and pedaling a few feet before vanishing into thin air. Jason gripped at the edges of his hockey mask in frustration, he hated Freddy, and he most certainly didn't want Freddy to hurt his poor, helpless, little friend. Nevertheless, Jason knew Freddy would be harder to defeat if he got as powerful as Freddy had claimed he would be, he may have had mental problems, but Jason was nowhere near stupid.

'Mommy.' he thought, 'Help me Mommy.'

As soon as that thought left his mind, the spirit of Pam Voorhees once again appeared. "Yes Jason, I know, I know. Mommy will do her best to help you, I have something in mind," she said. "Just be ready, my special, special, boy," she ended before disappearing.

Meanwhile, in another place, in a sleepy town, night had fallen over the small town of Haddonfield Illinois, a dark figure stalked into the doorway of a broken-down old house. But, to his surprise, he wasn't alone. In the corner of the room stood a man with a scarred face, he wore a red and green striped sweater and a dirty brown fedora; he seemed to glow as he looked up with a wicked grin.

"Michael Myers, what a nice surprise." He said in his gravely voice. Michael walked swiftly forward with his kitchen knife raised, he swung it at the person, and it should have pierced his chest immediately, but instead, the blade passed right through him as if he was just thin air. "Whoa there, buddy, relax a minute." The sweater-man said. "I have a little proposal, I'll kill that sister of yours for you if you help me, isn't that nice? To be free of that curse," he pointed out, pointing a gloved, knife-blade finger to masked man's wrist, upon it brandished the mark of Michael's curse, the Curse of the Thorn.

Oh, Michael had hated that curse, but before he could consider any further, another glowing figure appeared, this one being more ghost-like, it was of a middle-aged woman in a light blue sweater. No doubt the ghost of Pam Voorhees. "Don't listen to him, he's a liar." She insisted. "He'll go back on his word as soon as he gets what he wants."

"Shut up you old hag!" the man hissed, Michael looked back and forth as the two spirit-like people argued. Eventually, the one in the sweater got annoyed and disappeared.

"His name is Freddy Krueger, and he's the biggest bastard alive," Pam said, turning back to Michael, who nodded in agreement with her statement.

"Would you like to help him meet his demise?" she added, noting Michael's anger and burning hated toward Freddy after only a few moments with him. That was the way it should have been, after all, he was he Special Boy's nemesis. Michael nodded, raising his long, rusty, knife. "Then all you need to do is help us kill," she said. Michael tilted his head in confusion, not understanding why she had said 'help us'

"My son Jason has been bothered by him for a long time, and rest assured if you help us, you will receive something out of it." Pam assured. "Just come to Crystal Lake, its not far from here, and you will find Jason and learn the rest." She said before explaining more about Freddy.

Michael nodded, agreeing to the terms. He hated Freddy, but was currently unable to kill him, and if Freddy got too powerful, he wouldn't be able to be defeated, even by him, the infamous Michael Myers, who was known to be invincible with his immortality and incredible super-human strength.

"Good, we shall see you soon, Michael Myers," Pam said before vanishing once more.

Michael stood outside with the cover of darkness, watching the quiet street of Lampkin Lane, waiting for a car to come by so he could kill its owner and commandeer the car to make his way to Crystal Lake to keep his end of the deal…

A/N: Sorry, I just had to add Michael, I love him!

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