Ending 1

Fred immediately latched onto Daphne's wrist and pulled her in the direction of the small hallway. Damien snickered as he watched them run and slowly began to follow them with the knife dangling by his side. Fred and Daphne ran through the back, the whole time Fred dragging Daphne by her wrist and Daphne looking behind them checking how close death was approaching and she would get worried when she saw him not too far behind. Both Fred and Daphne's hearts were racing and Fred's adrenaline was pumping while Daphne was scared out of her wits. Fred pulled Daphne into the large double doored room and let go of her closing the doors behind them.

"Daphne, hold the doors shut while I try and look for something to fight this guy with," Fred told her.

"Alright, but hurry Fred!" Daphne answered back and she went to block the doors with her body.

Fred frantically looked around the room for something to use while he glanced back at Daphne every now and then to make sure she was okay. Daphne felt Damien begin to beat against the doors and her nerves were sky rocketing. He was pretty strong and she doesn't know how long she can hold up against him.

"Fred! Hurry!" Daphne's voice was desperate.

"Fred, Daphne, open up the door," Damien said through the door in a sing-songy creepy tone, like something out of a horror movie.

"Just a little longer Daphne!" Fred called back very nervous, he still could not find anything!

Fred kept looking around and looking around some more but nothing was really jumping out at him. He had to think fast, Daphne was having a harder time keeping the door closed. Damien was going at it pretty hard from what it sounded like and Daphne would not be able to hold on much longer. He had to be quick. Fred rushed over to a small area behind the doors to a bar counter and knelt down behind it looking for something to use. Suddenly he heard the doors slam open and Daphne screamed out his name.

"Daphne!" he yelled out and ran to the doors.

He looked and saw the doors wide open but neither Daphne nor Damien was in the doorway. He jerked his head towards the inside of the room and then he saw them. There was Damien holding Daphne in his arms and he had his knife at her throat. Fred's heart dropped and his blood boiled. This time he couldn't sneak up on him and this time one false move could equal her death. Fred clenched his fists together so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

"Let. Her. Go." Fred's voice was low and full of rage.

"You should stayed dead Fred, you should not magically come back alive," Damien stared Fred down, trying to be the bigger threat. He truthfully could not believe that Fred was alive, he thought that he had thoroughly taken care of him. He needed to take Fred out sneakily because he knows that Fred is quite bigger than him and he could probably win a fight so he didn't want to take him head on but now it looks like he has no choice. At least he has the upper hand at the moment and more on the good side of things at least Fred will be the last one to kill.

"Looks like now your girlfriend will have to die for you," Damien smirked and Daphne's heart was racing in fear.

"No!" Fred shouted but before he could move a step Damien ran his knife across Daphne's neck, slitting her throat. Daphne screamed out in pain and fell hard onto the ground, immediately dead.

"Daphne!" Fred shouted. He fell onto his knees and his eyes burst into tears. The one thing he didn't want to happen more than anything happened, the person he wanted to protect the most was just killed right in front of him. The love of his life now dead, all his friends…his gang…all dead, he is all alone…he is completely enraged and furious. Fred looked up, his face in a complete rage, his mouth was snarled, and his fists were in a ball.

"I'll kill you, you sick son of a bitch!" Fred snarled and leaped forward towards Damien and Damien pounced on Fred as well.

Fred and Damien wrestled on the floor, throwing each other around and hitting each other with great force. Fred's fighting was out of anger and rage while Damien was fighting to try and get the upper hand and kill Fred easily but that was aiming out to be quite a challenge. They fought and fought until Damien finally got Fred pinned down and lifted the blade ready to plunge it right into Fred's heart. Fred got a clear shot to Damien's legs and tripped him, throwing him to the ground and knocking the knife out of his hands. Damien struggled to his feet and get his weapon back but Fred grabbed onto him and pinned him down with the knife in his hands holding it over Damien's chest.

Damien let out a demented chuckle, "Well, looks like you got me Fred, go ahead, kill me…"

"This is for Velma," Fred stabbed him in the chest and Damien painfully groaned. "This is for Scooby," another stab. "This is for Shaggy," another stab. "And this…this is for Daphne," this time Fred plunged the blade into Damien's heart killing him in seconds.

Fred pulled the knife out of Damien and slowly stood up staring him down. His hands were shaking and he dropped the knife backing away. Fred quickly turned to see Daphne dead on the floor and ran towards her. He bent down onto his knees and picked her up into his arms. He held her close and buried his head into her bright red hair letting the tears pour from his eyes. He kept saying how he was so sorry that he failed her and how he should have always been by her side to protect her from this very fate. He cried and cried until finally calming down enough to phone the police. It was at last all over…