After Justin stopped screaming, Jason picked up his machete, and walked back out of the kitchen, and into the alley.
As he walked around the building, and into the nearby parking lot, he looked around, but could not see any of the gang.
The street was pitch black at 3 in the morning. There weren't many cars on the road that night. It was cold and damp, and just about the perfect hour for more killing.
Much to Jason's surprise, the headlights on the van in front of him switched on very high. The monster was caught off guard as the Mystery Machine smashed into him, and slammed his back against a nearby tree.
"Yes! We got him!" Johnny yelled.
Fred backed the car up some before slamming it into Jason again. When he showed any signs of movement, Fred continued slamming the van into Jason's body. When he had finally stopped moving. Fred turned the van off.
Everyone stepped out of the car and peered at the seemingly dead Jason Voorhees.
"Like, great plan, Freddy." Shaggy said.
"We can't be too sure, yet." Velma said. "Fred, you'd better check him."
"Right." Fred agreed.
He slowly crept up to the corpse and felt its neck. Unresponsive. Fred sighed in relief.
"We got him." he said. "It's over. It's finally over."
Everyone else sighed in relief as well.
"Well, that was one night I'd never like to repeat again." Daphne said.
"Me neither. But at least I have a new plot for my book." Velma chuckled.
"Man. Like, after all that, I sure am hungry." Shaggy said.
"Are you serious? You ate about 4 stacks of pancakes in there." Janine smiled.
"Yeah, but like, now I'm kinda in the mood for tacos. What do you say, Scoob?"
"Yeah, yeah. Tacos." Scooby agreed.
Everyone else laughed.
Johnny and Heather hugged.
"No one is ever gonna believe us." Heather said.
"I know. It doesn't matter, though, I mean, at least we're still alive." Johnny said.
"I'm sorry I thought it was you back there. I had no idea."
"Hey, come on. You had every reason to believe it was me. But who would have thought the real thing would've showed up?"
They shared a small laugh, and looked into each other's eyes.
"I love you." Heather said.
"I love you too."
They pulled into a quick kiss, and then another long hug. Heather closed her eyes, taking comfort in Johnny's embrace.
Everyone being oblivious to this, Jason suddenly jerked his head back up, and took in a breath.
Heather slowly opened her eyes, and saw that Jason had moved. Terror struck her heart once again. The monster from hell was relentless.
Heather shrieked at the top of her lungs. Everyone's attention turned to her, and then the van, as Jason stood up, and slowly pushed the Mystery Machine off of his chest with his bare hands.
None of them could believe it. This was absolutely impossible.
They all stood there, awestruck as Jason grabbed his machete off of the ground.
"Move! Go!" Fred yelled. "Across the street! Run!"
With that, they all booked it across the black street towards the Home Depot building. Jason turned and limped across the street after them.
When they got to the building, they noticed that it was locked.
"Oh, god!" Janine complained.
"Come on, let's break it down." Fred said.
Fred, Johnny, Shaggy, and Scooby-Doo all charged at the door, and busted it right open. Everyone ran inside, as Jason slowly crossed the street.
Inside the Home Depot, everyone looked around.
"We need to find some place to hide." Heather said.
"I know. Come on." Fred said.
Before they began to walk, they turned around and saw Jason enter the building.
"Oh, man. Like, give us a break." Shaggy said.
They began running away from the hockey masked figure again. It was like a bad dream they would never awaken from. They were going to end up running from Jason Voorhees until Judgment Day.
When the gang saw another door, they ran straight in there, not caring whether Jason followed them or not. They kept running, until Fred tripped on something.
"Fred, are you all right?" Daphne asked.
"Yeah. I'm fine." Fred said.
He looked near his leg at the contraption that had caused him to fall. He stood up, and grabbed it.
"Like, what is that, Fred?" Shaggy asked.
"It's a flamethrower." Fred responded.
He looked around. They were in a room full of different tools, with shelves stacked with things.
"We're in the supply room." Fred said.
"So, what do we do now?" Janine said.
Fred looked to the top of the shelves and saw something that gave him a great idea.
"Velma, are you thinking what I'm thinking?" he asked.
"What? What?" Scooby asked.
Fred whispered into Scooby's ear for a few seconds. When he finished, Scooby looked completely offended.
"Uh-uh. No way." he said.
"Come on, Scoob. Please?" Fred asked.
"…..Uh-uh. No way."
"Would you do it for a Scooby Snack?"
Scooby's ears perked up when out of nowhere, Fred took out the box of dog treats.
"Hmm…" he hummed.
"Come on. Two?" Fred asked.
"…..Okay."
Fred tossed the two treats, and the Great Dane caught them and ate them so fast, he barely tasted them.
A couple minutes later. Jason found his way into the supply room and continued searching for his next victims.
"Are you sure this is gonna work, Fred?" Daphne whispered to him as they hid behind a shelve, waiting for Jason to come around the corner.
"Oh, it'll work. Just have to wait for Scooby to make his move." Fred responded.
Jason moved a little closer to the area where the gang was hiding. It was almost like he could sense their presence.
"Now!" Fred yelled.
Then from across Jason, on the other side of the shelve, Scooby-Doo pushed over an oil drum, spilling all of its contents on to Jason. In the shock, the monster dropped his machete to the ground.
Getting oil in his line of sight, Jason removed his hockey mask, revealing to everyone the grotesqueries of his face.
Without another word, Fred approached Jason and ignited the flamethrower. Jason made an inhumanely cry as he started to burn. The smell of decayed burning flesh filled the room.
Everyone couldn't believe that this plan had actually worked. Jason was completely on fire now. The gang was even more baffled that Jason continued moving towards them even though his entire body was ablaze.
"You've got to be kidding me!" Johnny yelled.
Seeing the machete on the ground, Scooby-Doo ran over to it, and picked it up. He faced Jason, and held the machete like a baseball bat.
"Like, get him, Scoob!" Shaggy yelled.
"Scooby-Dooby-Doo!" Scooby yelled triumphantly.
With that, he swung the machete at the burning Jason, and slashed his head clean off. The headless, burning body fell to the ground, completely and utterly lifeless.
Jason Voorhees was defeated.
All everyone else could do was watch in awe as Scooby proudly stood over the burning corpse.