Heads up!

I haven't written this story in a while so my writing style will most likely change a bit from this chapter compared to last chap. Sorry! I will do my best to keep your attention though and if you find this chapter irritating, my apologies again. I've linked this story and another fanfiction of mine together in order to try and finish this one so wish me luck! I WILL COMPLETE THIS STORY!

The first thing she noticed was the pounding in her skull and the chills against her skin. Her limp body refused to move the way she wanted it to, though come to think of it that could be due to the rope that bound her to a chair. Ashley grimaced as she peer up, nauseous and still dazed as she looked around her with growing dread.

The room was full of holes but dark, damp and smelly. Rotten wood burned her nose and the rope burned into her wrists. She coughed, trying not to strain the tight bounds that bruised her ribs. She glanced behind her, lips curling in a grimace before turning forward again only to yelp and jerk back, the masked face mere inches from her own.

"Jason!" she gasped before wincing and forcing her breathing to slow. He remained still as he kneeled in front of her, shoulders locked and fist placed heavily on his knee. He was leaning in until hot blasts of air leaked through the airholes of the mask, blasting in her face with steamy jets of stench. A low growl escaped his throat causing her to flinch. Still, she released a nervous chuckle as she glanced warily to the side. "So, you brought a woman home did you? Naughty boy."

Jason trembled but said nothing once more, his eyes flashing slightly as he glared at her through the peeking holes. She could practically feel the hatred ooze off his pores but she simply struggled against her fear. He growled again though the tone didn't soften but it grew in voice. Ashley flinched as he leaned in until the cold slimy surface of his mask touched her nose. A hiss and the sudden grab made her yelp, his lips slurring out a promise filled with hatred.

"I will not forgive...!"


It didn't take long for Freddy to hunt down the witches location. Together they crammed into the van with their war faces on and in silence while Tashi drove and Freddy directed. Together it felt like they were going to war though it probably wasn't that far. Already they had their casualty. Already a battle was fought. Already they had killed off one enemy. that dog thing, but there were still more and no doubt the enemy knew they were coming. The odds looked grim.

"Do you think we'll die?" Jessica asked quietly as she huddled to the window anxiously. "I don't wanna die."

"Nobody wants to die." Tashi pointed out with a forced smile. "We're gonna toast that bitch like..."

"LIKE CHEESY BARBECUE!"Carrie bellow throwing her fist in the air and grinning almost triumphantly. Seeing such confidence they smiled a little, forgetting for a moment that they weren't going to walk away unscathed. Of course, like most luck theirs had to end as well.

"Look out!" Jessica yelled as she suddenly braced herself.

"A man!" shouted Amanda as she covered her face. Tashi wheeled around shocked and yelled as she slammed on the brakes. Immediately Freddy swore as his head hit the dashboard, stunning him momentarily while they skidded into a slide. A chorus of screams from the backseat as they crashed hard into a tree, shattering glass and denting the door. Tashi moaned as she struggled to raise her now throbbing head from the steering wheel. Slowly she turned her eyes upward to stare shocked at the man who towered over her. A man whose face was pale as the moon with blood crusted cuts crossing his face like a grate. In each connecting line however, a thin nail was hammered hard into his flesh. Seeing her awake, his lips curled up almost cruel as he seemed to saunter across the ground. Coming to a stop beside her door, he leaned to her glass window and breathed an icy breath on it.

She was blind outside, and twisting around in fear she realized the others save the grudge were unconscious. Already the fogging windows grew worse until it seemed as though they were frosted, which she realized with dull horror it was. Only Freddy's window remained clear and that was barely through the water streams. It was through that stream that she saw his face again and the wide black pupils that glistened darkly beneath his half shut lids. Even through the glass she heard his low rumbling tone, crawling across her skin like beetles. He smiled his chilling grin.

"Come my dear... We have plans." Pinhead rasped with a low huff. "Shall...we?"


Short chapter. Just trying to get myself going again. :D

WISH ME LUCK!

Doggy D. Cookiethief