Jerry Thing Vs. Dr. Satan

All Denise could do was stand of in the corner and watch in horror as the two monstrosities fought. One to kill her, the other to save her. The Doctor grabbed his bone saw and rammed the blade into Jerry's shoulder digging in deep. Jerry hissed in pain as he felt the blade dig in deep and graze his bone. Snarling he staggered back and yanked the blade back out with a spurt of blood. He lunged at the doctor grabbing his resperator and head throwing him into the wall. This dazed the doctor if not scared him. His newest creation was strong to say the least. And it was pissed off. He had not counted on the damn thing having retained its memories of its so called friends. Not wasting a moment Jerry stalked over to the doctor and went to grab him to his feet. The doctor eluded him barely. While not being exactly young anymore, he wasn't exactly old per se. the scars on his face and body and his thinning hair was due to being caught and beaten nearly to death by vigilantes and also by living underground to avoid their wrath for so long. It tends to…change you.

The Doctor grabbed his bone saw once again and buried in Jerry's chest up to the hilt. None of the blade shown anymore…just the handle. Jerry groaned and barely kept on his feet. He grabbed at the blade and managed to pull it out. He knew he was going to die. But he was going to take the doctor with him. He'd make sure of it. Weakened from blood loss and wounds reopened during the scuffle, he felt light headed. His moves were slow and the doctor evaded each and every one. Laughing cruelly the doctor stood over the dying Jerry. He was not unscathed however. His wounds were deep and they oozed blood. He would die unless he managed to kill his fucking creation and patched himself up. But that could wait. First, he wanted to kill that bitch Denise. Or better yet, make her his newest creation. Something completely devoid of emotion, reasoning, only listening to family and himself. It could be done. It had almost worked on Jerry until the bitch called out to him and helped him regain his memories.

Jerry lay still, not even breathing anymore. With a bitter laugh he turned to where Denise had stood. Where the fuck did she go? He scanned the area. He was not panicking though. She couldn't have gotten far. The things that ran free in the tunnels would make damn sure of that. What he didn't know was Denise had managed to get behind him and slam an evil looking knife into his right eye just as he turned to look at her. Clawing helplessly at the knife he fell to his back. With a shuddering breath he lay still. Denise, still pumping with adrenaline, went to the mortally wounded Jerry. Jerry was still alive. Barely. He smiled as best as he could through his lipless face. His eyes kind. Denise felt the tears fill her eyes as she tried to stop the bleeding. If she could get the bleeding under control…she reached for something and Jerry reached out to stop her gently. His eyes told her to let him die. He did not want to live like this. A monster, not fit to live in society anymore.

Tearfully she told him she had to save him. "You alrrreaddy have Den-neeese. You already ha…" he slipped away. Denise lowered her head and sobbed. All her friends dead. Gone. She swore then and there, she'd get back at this fucking family. She'd kill them off one by one. Maybe she'd leave one alive. So he or she would know loss. She picked up a knife and went to stab at the doctor a good 50x in his head, chest, throat, and other vital organs. When she was done, the doctor was dead, and she was covered in blood and gore. She grabbed whatever weapons she could carry and set out.

The other freaks/mutants in the tunnels steered clear of her. She may have inavertly saved them, but they couldn't leave the tunnels. It was the only home they had known. And what about food? The doctor had supplied them with food. They could leave if they chose to find food on their own, but they were too afraid to. It was wired within their systems, the areas where they were free to venture to, and the areas which were forbidden. After things had settled down, the mutants/freaks began to make their way out of the tunnels for the first time in their captive lives. Luckily, they were not the dangerous ones, but they were timid and scared, venturing into a "new" world for the very first time. The time for freedom had begun.

Breaking News

We interrupt your regularly scheduled program to bring to Breaking News. Four young adults are reported missing. Last seen at Captain Spaulding's Roadside Gas at approximately 2:00 pm October 31, 1978, getting information on the infamous Dr. Satan, a legendary murderer rumored to have killed dozens of mentally ill patients at Whispering Willows before being dealt vigilante justice by surviving family members. The names of these youths are as follows:

Mary Knowles: aged 18

Bill Hudley: aged 21

Jerry Goldsmith: aged 19

Denise Willis: aged 18

If you see these youth or know of their whereabouts, please call Ruggville police at (783) 555-9876 immediately.

So far there are no suspects in the youths' disappearance. More updates as we find out about the missing teens.

"HORSESHIT!" Grandpa Hugo bellowed throwing an empty beer can at the tv. Otis chuckled. "They ain't gonna find them kids, ya old fuck." Otis chuckled. "Tell me something I don't know you fucking albino bastard. My testicle is a twitchin' and I don't know why." Grandpa growled, his anger was currently at his testicle. He could care less if anyone found those damned kids or not. If they did though, he would do his best to support his family and say he didn't know nothing nor had he seen those damned kids.

"And…that is something, I did not need to know. Thank you very much." Otis grumbled as he got up and moved away from the irritating old man as far as possible.

Coming soon: Baby and Sydney get stopped and questioned on the missing youths.