Freddy Krueger X Jason Voorhees Novels & Stories

That was why it was useless to say anything more. Freddy added, "Jefferson, can I ask you for a favor." "What is it about?" Jefferson replied. "I know I didn't kill anyone, but since I'm a suspect, it won't be any good if this spreads. Can you please do me a favor and keep this a secret? I can't let Freya know about this." Freddy was not afraid of anything. The only thing he was afraid of was Freya misunderstanding him further. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to clear things up, which would make Freya's misunderstanding toward him grow even deeper.

Jason took my hair in his fist and yanked my head backward, forcing my eyes to meet his. “I'd love to be able to fuck you raw for your mate to watch, and maybe Castle will still let me do so,” he said in a low voice. I spat in his face - a move I never thought I'd ever do, but I did. Rage flashed in Jason's eyes and he pulled back his fist and was about to strike me across my face when he was interrupted. A loud bang seemed to come from nowhere and a blinding light followed by smoke filled the room. Two men entered, one taking out Perry and Thomas in one quick move while the other rushed to Jason, snapped his neck in one move and then threw his body against the wall.

Their fear of their relationship being uncovered. It didn't take long for Mason to clean Jason up. He had cuts and bruises all over him from Xavier's brutal attack. Jason knew he had brought this on himself, how could he have trusted a snake? Mason was largely quiet, the words left unspoken between them hang heavily in the air. "Jason..." Mason spoke. "Mason...." Jason said at the same time. The two looked at each other, a shy, sad smile between them. "You go first." Jason said. Mason smiled and nodded.

I shouted at the television. "GO ALONE YOU ASSHOLE!! WHY ARE YOU TAKING HIM WITH YOU? YOU WILL GET BOTH OF YOU KILLED." I can feel Jason chuckling at me. He is watching me more intently than the movie. Just when they reached the door. A sudden force came which pulled his friend into the room and closed the door behind. I felt air knocked out of me and jumped into Jason's arms hiding my face in his hoodie jacket and wrapped my hands around his waist in fear.

The moment stretched thin, a tightrope threatening to snap under the weight of the inevitable. With a guttural cry torn from the depths of his soul, Jason shifted tactics. A surge of energy coursed through him as he grabbed Paul's neck and pressed the throat with all his might. There was a blur of motion, a sickening crunch, and then... stillness. Paul's body went limp, the light in his eyes extinguishing like a snuffed-out flame.

I take a deep breath and start my narrative. "I didn't kill Jay, man. I think Braxton drugged him and he manipulated him into fighting him. I tried to stop them. Brax pushed me down and I ended up hitting my head against the wall, and grabbed his damn knife and stabbed Jason. The dude was so drugged everything was slow. He didn't have time to stop him before Braxton stabbed him," I explain.

Philip muttered and Kicked Jason once again to wake him up. Slowly Jason came back to conscience. Slowly his eyes adjusted to his surroundings. But when his gaze landed on Ivy and Philip, his eyes widened with terror. "No, go away. Go away. Help. Dad, help. These people are killing me. Dad" Jason started screaming again. When Coco heard this, he groaned with irritation. "What the hell is wrong with him? Why is he behaving this way?" Coco asked Bryan with a deep frown. Bryan smirked.

"You showed none. You wanted to ruin my fiancée’s life, humiliate he, and do filthy things to her.” He knelt to Thorne's level, his movement deliberate, terrifyingly calm. Thorne scrambled back, whimpering, trying to crawl away, but Jason's hand shot out, grabbing him by his hair. He yanked Thorne's head back, exposing his throat, his mouth. "You'll never utter another vile word," Jason stated, his eyes burning with cold, absolute vengeance. Thorne's eyes bulged in pure terror as Jason, with a horrifyingly swift and precise motion, did something unspeakable. A choked gurgle erupted from Thorne, abruptly cut short.

While clutching his neck, Jason extended his fangs and attacked on him, his begging reverberated the whole forest. “You, You are a monster. Don’t do this to me. It hurts. Ahh!” “No!” Jason was jolted awake with a petrifying screech, his chest heaving like a drill machine. “Mallon!” Clouds of darkness evaporated from his eyes and haze years came rushing to his mind. This dream was about his first kill, where he killed his best friend Mallon two days after transition. Every hunt, every scream, every kill, flashed across his eyes, ripping his soul apart.

"Sorry, Jason... This meeting was just a trap, I'm sure she's already captured by the men I sent. Jason's eyes were bloodshot. A man came running to him, he balled his fist and aimed for his front nose. His hand met the bridge of his nose and blood spattered over the floor as the man lay down wasted. "Mother fucker! The others ran to him. He targeted one and kicked the man's stomach, making him spit out blood. He dragged the other by his hair, sinking his fingers into his scalp and tossing him hard onto the floor. The man winced as his back ached. Another man came behind him, he turned abruptly and slammed his hand at his ribs making him groan. Xavier stood up and dusted himself. He smiled a