Ending 2

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. Fred gave up for he couldn't find anything and began to stand himself up. Suddenly he heard the doors slam open and Daphne screamed out his name.

"Daphne!" he called out turning the corner to the doors.

He looked and saw Daphne lying on the ground and Damien was standing by her feet, knife in hand ready to bring it down onto her. Fred moved to stand by her head and he and Damien were stuck in a dead eye lock. Daphne looked back and forth between the two men, her heart pounding and her hands shaking violently. Fred and Damien both did not move a single muscle standing before each other. Fred had a look of anger in his face while Damien's was more sly and his lips had a crooked smile formed upon them. Neither wanted to make the first move while at the same time both wanted to jump forward and kill each other so badly. Finally Daphne broke the still silence and scurried behind Fred hiding herself as best she could.

"Well, here we are Fred," Damien said in his cocky tone.

"You will pay for what you have done to my friends!" Fred snapped in no mood to play any more games.

"Now don't you think that is a little harsh coming from you? I guess not really though, seeing as how you were just as harsh to Velma before you two got here," Fred's eyes widen, his faced showed a hurt shock. "You know, if it were me, I would feel absolutely horrible if that was the last thing I told her before she died right in front of me…at least she knew how you really felt about her."

"No…no it's not what you think! That's not what happened! That's not how I feel about her!" Fred shouted back.

"Really? Hmm certainly sounded like that was what it was," Damien smirked. "And come to think of it really, it is basically your fault why Velma is dead…"
"It was not my fault!" Fred snarled.

"Really now? You didn't even consider for one minute that you might not have hit me hard enough to completely knock me out? You just had to enjoy your little moment leaving poor Velma out in the open like that…very, very bad."

Fred couldn't stand any of his taunting anymore, "I'll kill you, you sick son of a bitch!"

Fred jumped forward onto Damien, knocking him to the ground and Daphne gasped. She watched as the two men fought with each other on the ground, her eyes simultaneously following the knife in Damien's hand and Fred himself. Fred was fighting out of anger and rage while Damien was trying to get the upper hand to kill Fred quickly. He was really not happy that Fred was still alive. He chose to kill Fred sneakily because he knows that Fred is significantly stronger than he is and could most likely win a fight. Taking Fred head on was the last thing Damien wanted to do but now it seems that he has no choice.

Fred and Damien continued to wrestle on the ground, each of them trying to get the upper hand over the other. Finally Damien got Fred pinned to the ground and he held the blade above him ready to sick it into his heart. Fred saw the chance to go right for Damien's legs and tripped him making him lose grip of the knife and fall to the ground. Damien struggled to get to his feet and get his weapon back but Fred grabbed him and got on top of him pinning him down. Fred reached for the knife beside him and picked it up ready to attack.

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

"If that is what you want," Fred's voice was dark as he spoke.

"Oooo, that's dark Fred. Looks like I'm not the only evil one here," Damien half smiled.

Fred didn't respond back but just struck the blade straight into Damien's heart. Damien gasped for air but in seconds he was dead. Fred pulled the knife out of Damien's chest and threw it on the ground beside them. He pulled himself up and looked to see Daphne staring at them, her expression worried and a little scared after she heard Fred speak to Damien. Fred stood up, he walked over to her and pulled her into his arms. Some tears escaped from his eyes as he put his head onto her shoulder. Daphne too began to slightly cry, relieved that this time Fred was still alive and dead. He was right here…with her.

"Is it over?" Daphne knew the answer to the question but she wanted to hear the words come from Fred.

"Yeah Daph, it's all over…"