The Shapeshifter | Deleted Chapters

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Myers turned away from Jason as the short moment of interest faded. He turned back towards the group, still able to see Laurie at the very back. He went back to skulking towards her in silence. But that wasn't received too well.

(Y/N) stood at the front of them, his knife in his right and Frank's in his left as he dared Michael to keep coming at them; and so he did... until a hand grabbed his shoulder.

Jason pulled him backwards, punching the Shape in the head and stunning him for a second. His machete swished forwards and sliced a line into Michael's overalls.

Myers recovered quickly, irritated by the interruption. He clenched his kitchen knife, jutting it forward into Jason's stomach and holding it there. But as he looked up into the empty hockey mask, Jason simply swung again, cutting through his shoulder this time.

Myers recoiled back as blood dripped down his arm. He held his weapon up again, staring down the other man with blankness. Jason had no clue who he was facing down, but he saw another being that needed to be slaughtered.

"Um... who do we cheer for?" Steve asked nervously.

"The masked guy...?" Leon said, his eyes switching between them quickly.

"Oh, really? No shit." Claire elbowed him, earning a pained 'hey' from him.

"Hockey masked guy." Leon corrected himself, holding his ribs and looking away from Claire to watch the men again.

"I think we're... 30% safe." Danny tilted his head side to side as he weighed the odds.

"30?!" (Y/N) exclaimed. Well, that wasn't good news! How could he say that so nonchalantly? 'Oh, by the way, there's a 70% chance we're all gonna get fucking murdered.'

"As long as none of you have been getting it on like horny teens, that won't stop to zero." Danny watched intently as Michael stabbed at Jason again, hitting him along the chest only to be kicked back.

"You're saying this now?!" (Y/N) was so close to just stabbing Danny. Claire squeezed her temples as Eric sighed and walked away tiredly. To say he was normally an insomniac, he had the sudden urge to just sleep.

"Where are you going?" Joey asked, trying not to sound too rude. Eric just waved a hand back at him.

"To sleep somewhere quieter." He said, disappearing into the darkness as Joey simply shrugged his head.

Jason impaled his machete through Michael's gut just as Myers stabbed his knife into the man's neck. Blood poured out of each of them like a river, but neither seemed phased.

As Myers began to pull his weapon back, Jason grabbed his arm and kept it in place. Michael stared in silent confusion. Jason suddenly ripped his machete out again, lifting it up to no response from the other silent killer.

The blade came crashing down through Michael's neck, tearing the muscle and tendons to shreds as a guttural sound came from the man's throat. Blood spewed out onto Jason's coat, mixing with what was already on there.

Michael managed to break out of the grip on his arm, turning his knife as he plucked it out and stabbing it into the side of Jason's skull. The two then stepped back a few paces.

Even with such severe injuries, it didn't seem like either were ready to give up. As they prepared for another bout, the Entity's talons clicked as it grabbed at the two men and held them back. Michael was getting tired of constantly being stopped by the creature. Then again, he had been killing a lot of survivors lately instead of sacrificing them.