7 August, 2010 | Categories: Fan Fiction, Fiction, Man in Black, Mature Viewers, NSFW | Tags: Camp Crystal Lake, Fan Fiction, Fiction, Freddy Krueger, Friday the 13th (franchise), Horror, Jason Voorhees, Pamela Voorhees, Slashers | Leave A Comment » |
“Released?” Sister Amanda said to herself as she approached the church. There was so much on her mind- the son of her womb murdering children, the failures of the American justice system. It was times like these when the shadow would return, the shadow that made her question her faith. “I should have aborted him when I had the chance,” the shadow would whisper. “He deserves the death penalty.” These thoughts were sinful, and could only be the spawn of the devil. The shadow was Amanda Krueger’s one big secret- that, and her relation to the madman on Elm Street.
As she neared the church, Amanda stopped cold. There was something evil, something nearby- something in the cemetery that demanded the attention of a servant of the Lord. She turned the corner, and there was a woman standing there. The woman reeked of the devil, of cold-blooded evil. Her silhouette was that of a madwoman, a person who had lost her connection with reality in a bad way. Against the brilliance of the setting sun, her visage was cold and black, devoid of all light and life. (more…)
Cenobites versus Jason
“Can you stop with that box? We may only have minutes to live!”
“Well, right now we’re just waiting,” Janie said. ”It’s not like we have anything better to do till we find a way to escape that guy.”
Ron looked at her, pointedly. Janie knew very well what her boyfriend would rather be doing to occupy time. However, a puzzle box was much easier to drop and run than he was. He would whine and ask for help; the game wouldn’t. ”Ahah!” she said, as the “puzzle box” was completed and began to open up. The closet they are in gets even darker, and Janie screams.
Microseconds into the scream, Ron has a hand clamped over her mouth. ”What the hell are you doing?” He whispers. ”There’s an un-killable monster looking for us in this building and you just let him know exactly where we are. There can’t possibly be anything in the dark worse than him.” (more…)