While it feels odd writing this chapter on a Friday the 13th considering Jason doesn't have much to do with this very chapter, I suppose it's only fair that I write a chapter after an unintentional hiatus. Continuing from where we last left off, Freddy, after losing his Dream World rematch against Jason, faces off against the equally fiendishly cunning Michael in a match of pure evil against pure evil.

Has Michael met his match? There's only one way to find out.

Disclaimer: I don't own Friday the 13th, A Nightmare on Elm Street, or Halloween.

Note: For those who have never seen it or haven't watched it a while, the beginning of this chapter shows the aftermath of Halloween: The Curse of Michael Myers.

"I met him, 15 years ago; I was told there was nothing left; no reason, no conscience, no understanding; and even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this six-year-old child, with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes... the devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him, and then another seven trying to keep him locked up because I realized that what was living behind that boy's eyes was purely and simply... evil." Dr. Samuel Loomis

October 31st, 1995

"Come with us." Tommy Doyle said to Dr. Loomis, who stood outside of Smith's Grove Sanitarium.

"No…I-I have a little business to attend to here." Loomis smiled to Tommy, Kara as she held the infant Steven and Danny with all of them giving him a lasting look before the jeep they were in drove away from the place. The Doctor continue to smile after them until he went back inside the building and made his way back to the laboratory room to find Michael's still form lying on the floor with green pus running down the eye holes of his mask.

"It's all over, Michael." Dr. Loomis said while reaching down to remove his former patient's mask and the fiend suddenly jerked to his feet before swinging his knife at his leg. Having expected this, the elder doctor jabbed the front of his cane into Michael's arm but this did little to prevent his leg from getting slashed and the murderer towered above him.

Michael grabbed Loomis and shoved him back against a nearby counter before he hobbled to his heels. As the mute maniac approached, Loomis grabbed a nearby dangling hook and turned just in time to stab Michael in the neck with it.

This temporarily halted the undying fiend to where Dr. Loomis pulled the mask off of him and tossed it to the floor to reveal the green chemical Tommy had injected him with earlier pouring down from his eye sockets. However, Michael's blank face was not enough to hide his true intentions for his former psychiatrist and Dr. Loomis tossed the mask to the floor to fire his gun into his chest.

As he done two decades prior, Dr. Loomis shot Michael in the heart that caused him to stagger back and started hitting him in the head with the revolver as adrenaline ran throughout his body. He screamed in anguish until he dropped the gun to replace it with the lead pipe Tommy had use earlier and beat the fiend back with all his might until Michael lifted him off the floor before beginning to crush his head.

However, even still connecting the pipe to his cranium, Dr. Loomis's screams grew higher before Michael began squeezing his skull as his adrenaline brought on a stroke and his tormentor quickly caught on before dropping him onto the floor. The old man wheezed and groaned as Michael simply looked on and Dr. Loomis's leg twitched before his foe got an idea.

Picking up his mask, he slid it over Dr. Loomis's head and began to depart once he stopped moving. Ignoring the agony in his skull, Michael made his way to the door only for Dr. Loomis to weakly pull of the mask, touch his ankle, and stare him dead in the eyes.

"…you won't live on this evil forever as no amount of death in this world will ever be enough to satisfy your insane bloodlust. Good or evil as you, none of them will ever make the hell you're mind thrives stop, Michael…." Dr. Loomis defiantly said before going completely limp with his breathing coming to an end and Michael continued on his way without a second glance to his former foe; completely unaware the trauma his skull had suffered would result in his long comatose period for the next several years.

Present day

Michael couldn't believe his eyes upon seeing Dr. Loomis standing in front of him with a calm expression on his face and the elder man regarded him with a calm expression to where he stood in place.

"It's been sometime, hasn't it?" Dr. Loomis said to where Michael continue to study him before he felt a barrage of stabs tearing into his chest and looked to see Judith, bloody as the night of her murder, cut him with an identical steak knife.

"Michael!" Judith roared in fury while continuing to stab him before Dr. Loomis started to say something until he found he was in the Mt. Sinclair Cemetery with the ground erupting as several hands burst from the dirt and the decaying corpses of all his former victims rose chanting his name. Lester the German shepherd loudly barked as he sprang onto Michael and latched his teeth into his throat as Rachel shoved a pair of scissors down his mouth before Budd appeared.

"Hey, fuck-face, choke on this." The deceased EMT said as he and Karen shoved the murderer's head into a bird bath filled with scalding water as the rest of his victims either grabbed onto him or attacked him. As blood ran down his fresh wounds, Freddy's cackling was heard overhead before they made Michael face the descending dream demon and he wasted no time in slashing him across the face with his new left hand that looked like an organic version of his glove with bone structures surrounding the hand.

With his head reeling back for a minute, he focused on Freddy and cocked his head at the man's burnt appearance in the same fashion he had with Jason's scars. Freddy's glove tore into Michael's chest and lifted him overhead while glaring into his eyes.

"All right, dick-or-treat, your work is done." Freddy venomously hissed before launching Michael across the cemetery and the young Jamie laced a jump rope around his neck as the Springwood Slasher approached the Shape.

*Halloween theme plays*

"Y'know, Michael, you and Jason are cut from the same cloth that I wouldn't be surprised if you two were the exact same shit-brains." Freddy said before Michael's fist tightened as he grabbed a headstone and slammed down onto the oncoming fiend's head just as both sets of claws dug into him. Furiously stabbing and tearing into Michael's body, Freddy roared as he gutted him and he ferociously fought back with all his might by hacking into him with his knife.

Blood ran down Michael's neck from the inside of the mask and dipped down onto the ground as he cut into his new foe's backside before Freddy slammed onto the ground. The back of his head smashed through Laurie's headstone as the dream demon turned into his side sister.

"I shouldn't be surprised you were too slow as shit that the Reaper got to me first." Laurie/Freddy taunted as the organic claws were thrust into his throat and Michael grabbed his attacker to strangle with all his might before a mad cackle followed. Biting down onto Michael's finger, this did little to faze him before Freddy sliced his Adam's apple apart and more blood spilled down his neck.

Unexpectedly, Michael head-butted Freddy before grabbing hold of his skull and wasting no time in squeezing it while savoring the bone crunching noise. He again cackled and slashed Michael across the face to where his Paper-mâché mask was partly scratched off.

"Die." Freddy hissed before Michael reclaimed his prized knife and stabbed into his neck until he followed up by peeling the flesh off his head. With a mighty yank, he pulled off his foe's face and was bewildered at his foe continuing to laugh while anyone else would be in agony.

Freddy lifted Michael again before he launched him onto a fence post and impaled him as he brought lightning down upon him. As he twitched and twisted from the lightning, he sank further down the post until the entire collapsed with him.

Gripping his stomach, he slowly started began to get to his feet before Freddy attacked again and Michael spun around before knifing him in the rib cage. He grabbed his foe's head and slammed him face-first against the ground as he followed up by hacking into the back of his cranium.

With his raspy breathing growing heavier with fury, Michael was grabbed once more by his past victims and held against the ground while they all attacked in unison with Freddy wiggling both either sets of his claws in anticipation of his death. Furious at his loss to Jason, he'd be damned if he was going to allow another mute maniac get the better of him and had Michael's victims back away to reveal him lying in a grand puddle of blood with his knife embedded in his eye.

Chortling, he lifted Michael to his feet and reared his claws back in preparation for decapitating him before the brute grabbed both his arms He slammed the heel of his shoe into the Dream Demon's abdomen and Freddy mockingly groaned while staggering back.

Michael grabbed Freddy and thrust the knife through his stomach multiple times while he stood in place cackling away. Comparing him to Jason, he stabbed into his brain and Freddy threw a fist into his chin before slashing his neck.

He began to double over before Freddy jumped onto his back and clawed away at his flesh while Michael reached back to grab his attacker's forearm. Yanking him forward, Michael tossed into the air and slashed down his chest to no avail.

Michael looked to Freddy with complete bewilderment at his unstoppable powers and the dream demon raised both his hands into the air.

"Face it, Mikey. The only evil ruling this world is me." Freddy said as he began changing the landscapes from Haddonfield to Springwood until he changed into Laurie.

"I'm everyone…." Freddy said as he turned into Dr. Loomis.

"Everything…"

"And everything you've ever known." Freddy said while mockingly holding up a Hockey Mask and sprang at Michael once again as he advanced on him.

Elsewhere

"Good think we're almost there, huh?" Erika said to Lori as they stood in front of a gas station during sunrise drinking coffee as Mr. Craven filled up the car and Mrs. Craven stood alongside the girls.

"You can say that again, Erika, but now that I think about it, what's the place like?" Lori said.

"It's a bit down in the country in a place called Wessex County so it's pretty quiet down there." Mrs. Craven said and that caught Lori's attention more than ever.

"Wessex County?" Lori asked before Erika wrapped her arm around her friend.

"Not to worry, Lori. Where we'll be staying is in town as in a whole distance away from that place." Erika said and despite knowing they were going to New Jersey, Lori decided she'd rather take her chances there than deal with Freddy. Once Mr. Craven was done filling up the car, everyone piled in as he drove the rest of the way for another hour and finally stopped at some apartments.

"All right, girls, if you want some rest, it's as good as yours." Mr. Craven said.

"Sure thing, Dad." Erika said as she brought Lori up to the room she usually stayed and revealed a hammock.

"Ever slept in one of these?" Erika asked and Lori only smiled.

"First time for everything." Lori chuckled before Erika yawned and did the same.

"In any case, we're safe here." Erika said and as much as Lori wanted to believe in that, she wasn't ready to completely lower her guard yet. As she went to the kitchen for water for her and Erika to take their Hypnocil, she looked outside the window to see an orange cat with a white underbelly stretching it's paws and it looked to her before mewing.

She smiled at the cat while getting two water bottles and as she started to return to Erika's room, she hadn't the smallest clue she had been standing in the very kitchen where Jason had murdered Alice decades ago.

With Steven

"So, I understand that you're that Myers' guy's nephew, huh?" Lynda said to Steven in the convoy.

"I'm afraid so." Steven answered.

"I'm sorry you have to go through this." Lynda sympathetically said.

"I never met him before, but one thing I'm not ashamed of is putting him behind bars where he can't do any harm." Steven said as he eyed Michael in the bus; unaware of his grand-uncle's current plight.

"I've been to Springwood a good number of times and I've never seen the place so shaken up in the last couple of years." Lynda spoke to Steven and he looked to the arising sun.

"Where I come from, I've seen fear from someone only speaking Michael's name. To think Springwood had a history just like them." Steven said.

"Hey, they're not alone. After all, places like Avalon Bay, Valentine Bluffs with some Miner maniac, and a rumor of some cannibal family down in Texas always has some skeletons in the closest that either haunt them in legend or in personally." Lynda said.

"Yeah, any legend involving death always hangs a dark cloud over just about any place." Steven said.

"Reminds of me of an old saying on how legends never die." Lynda said and Steven looked to Michael once again.

"If only that were the opposite in this case." Steven said.

In the Dream World

Several pins were embedded in Michael's head as Freddy dropped him onto the ground and chuckled at his appearance as they now were in the boiler.

"Go figure, you look just like needle-dick." Freddy said before gouging Michael's eyes out and crushing them in his palm with the masked fiend thrusting his knife into his mouth. Unsurprised, Freddy prepared to attack once again as Michael managed to connect his fist against his heart and seized his throat as he began to squeeze.

The Dream Demon warped out of the large man's grip and slashed the tendons in his hind legs before rearing them on his claws. He tied them around a boiler and let Michael hang upside as he helpless dangled about until they snapped where the fiend was sent falling to the floor.

With a ferocious bellow, Freddy jumped to the floor and ran his claws through Michael's head to where he went limp. Given that he wasn't disappearing, the frustrated dream demon knew this meant he was still alive and learned something once ripping his claws from his face.

"You goddamn Jack-off lantern, what the hell were you doing in Springwood then?!" Freddy viciously roared and in response, Michael cocked his head as if taunting him.

Meanwhile

Ki-Ki-Ki-Ma-Ma-Ma

Jason continued his trekking and failed to notice that his fingernails had grown long and blackened in the same fashion they were when he was alive along with the fact that his decayed flesh looked as it did in his pre-zombie days. Even if he did notice, nothing was going to stop him from returning home and pursing his newfound interest.

It didn't take long to write this chapter since I had most of it planned out for a long-time and hopefully you enjoy the action with another helpful of info being that we finally learned what happened to Dr. Loomis at the end of Halloween: The Curse of Michael Myers and why he was screaming at the end.

To give him a respectful death, I had him die fighting Michael and even though he fails to kill him, he still manages to put him in a coma for enough years for Steven to become an adult. To contrast Michael to Jason in the Dream World fights, they serve as a reminder that while he's seemingly immortal, he's still a human compared to him and Freddy and as such, he recovers from certain attacks at a slower rate than Jason would.

Speaking of Michael, it would seem he was in Springwood for a different reason than we thought and given he seemingly didn't know about Steven's presence there until they first met, who knows why he was there but given his motives are supposed to be a mystery, perhaps it's best this remains as such.

Lori and Erika's road trip finally comes to an end to reveal that they're staying in the same apartment where Alice died in the beginning of Friday the 13th Part 2 and it looks like that cat she was caring for had kittens.

Another bonus for you guys is that we learned that the events of The Prowler, My Bloody Valentine, and Texas Chainsaw Massacre all took place in this continuity and Freddy has apparently met Pinhead of Hellraiser.

Some may ask what's wrong with Jason and what is he looking? That'll have to wait for another time and while I may write the next chapter in time for Halloween, chances are it'll be a short chapter since the odds of Michael winning against Freddy don't seem to be that high at the moment.

Speaking of changes, most of you will notice Freddy's new hand has claws and if you guessed right, it's the same clawed glove he had in Wes Craven's New Nightmare. After all, what better way to honor the man by incorporating one of the feature's from the last Nightmare movie he worked on by having both sets of claws and aside from the organic one, I'm undecided if Freddy will have the clothes he did in that movie since horror fans didn't take to Jason having a jacket; much less Freddy wearing a trenchcoat.

Since I have multiple characters from the Halloween series in this chapter, I guess it'd be nice to talk about my thoughts about the next Halloween coming out. While I'm happy that John Carpenter and Jamie Lee Curtis are back for the new film, I'm not sure how I feel about the chance that Michael and Laurie likely won't be brother and sister since it connects only to the '78 Halloween.

Personally, retconning that after all these years would be the same as retconning the fact that Darth Vader turned out to be Luke and Leia's father when those staples in the franchise is one of its key themes but I'm sure the next Halloween will turn out to be just fine.

So, until the next chapter likely coming soon, I'll see you guys later and have a Happy Friday the 13th!