Freddy Krueger X Jason Voorhees Novels & Stories

Her heart lurched painfully. She looked at Adrian, eyes full of confusion and disbelief. “You… killed someone?” The question tore something inside him. “Emily—” Jason laughed. “He didn’t just kill her. He drained her. Every last drop.” “Enough!” Adrian roared. He lunged. Jason shoved Emily aside—not roughly, but carelessly—and she stumbled into the wall, air knocked from her lungs. Adrian reached Jason in a blur, claws slicing the air, fury radiating from him so intensely the alley seemed to contract around it.

Frederick asked as he gently stroked their heads. "H-He said you were dead…" Jasmine pointed at Jason as she cried. Jason's actions had sickened her so much, she didn’t even want to address him as her father. “We thought you were dead," Jennifer chimed in. Frederick glanced at Jason before frowning. "He showed us a bunch of photos, and said…" Jennifer retrieved the photos Jason brought, and explained everything. Frederick's face turned cold after hearing her out. "Mr. Smith, you really planned this well. Unfortunately, you're a little too eager. Why didn't you wait until the dust settled?" Frederick teased with a snort.

Jason moved before she could finish. It wasn't a walk. It was a lunge, fast, predatory, terrifying. He towered over her in seconds, his breath hot with fury, his shadow swallowing her whole. His jaw clenched so tightly the muscle fluttered against his cheek. His eyes were so dark they barely looked human. Velvet’s breath caught…just a fraction…because this wasn’t the Jason she knew. When he spoke, his voice was a low, vibrating threat, the kind that made the whole room feel suddenly colder.

The witches told them it was safe to remove the yarn and that his parents could go in and move him. Just as Krystal touches her son, he grabs her by the throat and says you’re going to pay for what you did and snaps her neck. When she hit the floor Krystal was dead and her son was laughing. The witches run to hide saying that the spirit didn’t go back it attached itself to Jason.

All this while, he had never stuck his nose in their business, but still, they just attacked his men, and now they might have been there for him. Freya just left the private room as she was so irritated by him and forgor about the fact that in her anger she left Travis alone, and her absence might have nullified the the spells and it would put his him in a grave danger. “Damn!” She cursed and ran away from there to see if Travis was still in the room, or had entered the mouth of those hungry hunters. “Woah, we finally met, Mr. Spencer.” Jason said it with a huge smirk on his face.

Daniella just chuckled and looked at the scene amusement clear in her emerald eyes. "Hey, wake up dumbass ogre!" Jason shouted as he kick Diego slightly. Diego groaned and grabbed Jason's feet. "Are you my father?" Diego slurred. "No, I am not Shrek" Jason say as he tries to get his feet off Diego's grasp but ends up stumbling upon. Jason somehow ended up straddling Diego and after a moment they didn't move. It's obvious, they're dead. "Now, there are two dead guys...how am I gonna explain this to the police?" I asked myself in horror. My mind can't think straight anymore.

What he saw on the other side sent him into a blind fury. Chris was being assaulted by Skyler’s creepy roommate, Jesse. The sight of Chris in danger snapped something inside Jason. Rage like he had never known before consumed him. Without thinking, he lunged at Jesse, fists flying. Jesse fought back at first, but with Skyler’s help, they managed to pin him down. But Jason wasn’t done.

Chapter 98 Author's POV “Scarlet, you had the guts to cheat on my son with this lowlife. I'm going to make sure that you are all dead. I've marked your faces; this is my town, and you are all foreigners. I'm going to end this.” Frederic growled after the fight was separated by the security personnel of the event. Jason's face was captured in the fight but Frederic's mask was still on, although some of it broke off when Baby slammed his head on his mouth.

Pain shot up my shoulder, white-hot and searing. I screamed, my knees buckling slightly from the force. Jason pinned me against the cold wall, his breath hot against my ear. “Ooh, look at you. Little Hayden has got some skills,” he mocked, his voice dripping with amusement. “If I’d known you were like this I wouldn’t have stopped fucking you.” That only fueled my rage further. Without hesitation, I stomped down on his foot as hard as I could. The sickening crunch of bone and the immediate cry of agony that left his lips were satisfying. His grip loosened just enough for me to slam his head against the wall.

Jaason laughed as he pushed the gun against the soft and swollen skin. Sebestian's eyes widened. Without noticing, he slowly aimed his gun down, and Jason saw the opportunity. "Too bad, you won't be seeing that! Say goodbye to your toy and your unborn child," Jason screamed as he suddenly pointed his gun at Sebestian. "Now!" Sebestian yelled as he came back to his senses, and before Jason could pull the trigger, a shot was fired from the rooftop, drilling through Jason's skull. Blood splattered everywhere, and his limp body fell to the ground. Adria stumbled as she was freed from his grip; she was trembling and covered in the man's blood. She was suddenly engulfed in two strong arms as she f