The birds chirped pleasantly at the crack of dawn like always. Outside the squirrels chittered at each other like maniacs as they chased each other merrily around the front yard. Kittens pattered around the front yard, meowing and whining as their mother paraded them through the grass.
Sitting on the porch quietly was none other than Hannibal, his black hair slicked back as he smiled pleasantly at the spring like weather. Beside him the Grudge stood blankly, watching the road with dull interest as she waited for her mistress to return home from school.
Inside Freddy was busy cleaning the kitchen while Jason moped around the place. Ever since Ashley went back to school he sulked during the day. It was degrading but he couldn't help it. She was half way across the country side and he was told he wasn't allowed to go with her unless she specifically told him he could. At first he tried setting up traps to pass the time, but when he accidentally caught Freddy in a bear trap he was forced to unrig them and put them away. Now he was bored and a bored Jason could get aggravating, especially for Freddy.
Outside in the barn Jig was working on some kind of new torture device. His eyes flickering from one piece to the next, his hands working with the experience of a wise man. As he built the sad look on his face never left. He doubted he'd ever use it. Only if the girls were in danger would he use this horrible device. He sighed softly as he looked up at the chainlike thing.
The iron maiden laced with painful currents that would shock you while the spikes ripped your flesh apart. Why he was so on edge recently he didn't know, but he was becoming more and more nervous. He hated everything about this.
He glanced up for a second to grab another tool when he saw something in the glass. A reflection of a man with a mask of pure white. A full body suit covered him in dark denim, his black eyes vanished in the shadows of his bare eyebrows. Brown hair thrown back in a wild spray as he glared at the old man with a rusty dagger in his hand. Wheeling around Jig seized a wrench as he faced the strange man.
A skunk stared at him with it's hackles raised, it's beady black eyes watching him with little interest. They looked at each other for a couple minutes before it let out a dull hiss before jumping down and waddling away. Jig let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding. He almost had a heart attack over a skunk. One big, fat skunk.
He sighed as he left his work to get some fresh air. These thoughts were getting to him. But wait, didn't skunks usually come out at night? Why was it there? Jig frowned as he glanced around him. Another thought hit him.
What if we aren't the only ones that got pulled through?
The thought made his blood run cold. It would make sense if somebody else was pulled out of their world and into this one. Yet, if that was true why hadn't they shown up yet? If they were around there should be panic and murders but so far the worst that's happened is damaged property ( a bunch of hooligans tore up their neighbours yard).
For the first time since he got there Jig Saw glared at the yard as he thought. Every one of them had some kind of master, so it would make sense if the other character had a master too. Perhaps some research would do some good.
"Hey John." He looked up to see Freddy marching towards him with Jason in tow. Judging by the look on his face he wasn't pleased.
"Yes? How can I help you?" John smiled politely at the fuming demon.
"Do something with dumb ass. His moping's driving me nuts." Freddy growled shoving Jason towards him. "I can't get anything done while he sulks."
"Alright, I'll see what I can do." Jig said with a chuckle. He glanced up at the slouched zombie with a pleasant smile. "Let's see if I can't put you to work hm?"
Jason tilted his head but a quiet grunt escaped him. He followed Jig Saw a couple steps before freezing. He stood completely still as he stared off into space with wide confused eyes. Seeing him stop Jig Saw turned to look at him curiously.
Jason didn't see him. He just twitched a couple times, his eyes wide in shock. He looked around him for a moment before his eyes settled on John. Their eyes met and all John saw was pure hatred. Sweat slid down his back as Jig started to back up, glancing past Jason to see Freddy marching away.
"Freddy!" He called nervously. Jason hissed as he started to creep towards him, his hand reaching for his machete. John felt his throat tighten. Turning he hollered. "FREDERICK!"
Hearing his full name Freddy turned around with a scowl. Seeing Jason's aggressive pose he stilled, his eyes widening as he watched Jason stamp closer to Jig. The old man wouldn't have a chance if Jason really was berserker. Gritting his teeth he yelled as loud as he could.
"HEY JASON!" Jason turned to stare at the demon. His back arched a little as he hissed. "YOU'RE MOMMA'S SO FAT SHE SANK THE TITANIC!"
Jason let out an ungodly shriek as he barrelled towards Freddy, head down and eyes flaming. Freddy winced as he thought of the last time they fought. It hurt like hell when he got shish ca bobbed by his own claw, and the way he looked right now Jason wouldn't think twice about doing it again. Damn he should've just let Jig get mauled.
"Here we go again." Freddy grumbled. Snapping his wrist behind him, he summoned his claws in a wave of heat. Gritting his teeth he prepared himself for the charging zombie. He braced himself as he raised his claws in order to block the clear attack. That is until Jason suddenly froze again and shook his head looking dumbstruck.
Looking down at Freddy he tilted his head and let out a confused chirp. All anger was gone from his eyes. Freddy frowned as he slowly circled the zombie, keeping an eye on the machete in his hand. Jason watched him as well though more confused then suspicious. Turning he looked at Jig's pale face and tilted his head.
"Are ya alright now dumb ass?" Freddy growled keeping his distance. Jason tilted his head confused. "Do you remember two minutes ago?"
Jason was about to chirp a confirmative when he quieted. He glanced at the machete in his hand then lifted it to the sun to examine it. Startled and confused as why it was suddenly there and not in its proper place. Looking at Freddy he dropped his head and shook his head. No.
"Hey Jig boy." Freddy barked keeping an eye on Jason. "Go in the house and call the girls home. I think its best we have a chat as soon as possible."
"Alright." Jig Saw dodged past them and headed for the house in a quick walk, his heart pounded against his breast. He knew how dangerous that man could be and how lucky he was to even survive. Jason watched him go with a scolded slouch. Seeing it Freddy snorted but didn't move. He was probably the only one past the Grudge who had a chance fighting Jason off.
"Surr he." Jason whispered softly. He stared at his boots miserably. "Surr he...surr he..."
"It's alright, you didn't hurt him. Just scared him a bit." Freddy grunted. "You're lucky I was here or else you would've left a big hole in the poor bastard."
Jason dropped his head. "Surr he..."
Freddy looked at the zombie for a moment before turning so away.
"Don't worry. We all make mistakes." Freddy sighed. He paused for a moment then glanced back at Jason warily. "You don't remember what I yelled about your mother do you?"
Jason jerked up to meet his eyes. Staring hard at the demon Jason narrowed his eyes suspiciously as he let out a demanding grunt. Taking his response as a negative answer Freddy let out a low cackle.
"Don't worry 'bout it."
