Freddy vs. Jason vs. Michael

Chapter 5: Hey Jerk, Speed Kills!

Summary:

With his powers fully returned, Freddy takes some of his victims out for a little spin.

Hello readers! We're back and here's the next chapter. So, enjoy a new series of events unfold.
Disclaimer: I don't own Friday the 13th, A Nightmare on Elm Street, or Halloween.

Steven arrived in the police station and rushed into the building; having stopped at his house to retrieve a copy of Michael's fingerprints that his foster father, Tommy Doyle, had given him before he moved to Springwood. He found only one cop in the building and entered to Sheriff Williams' office.

"Sheriff!" Steven said and Williams was obviously stressed over the details of the dual murders. He looked up at Steven as he presented the sets of fingerprints to him and stared at them.

"Deputy Lloyd, what is this?" Williams asked.

"I've gathered reports on the two victims and one of the officers brought me these fingerprints belonging to..." Steven said before Williams cut him off.

"Deputy Lloyd, I already know who did this." Williams said.

"For how long?" Steven asked.

"That's not important but we've stopped him before and we'll do it again as long it takes." Williams said and Steven was now completely lost.

"Who are you talking about?" Steven asked.

"His name is not to be spoken around these parts; but I don't blame you for not knowing." Williams said and Steven could tell he couldn't be speaking about Michael.

"But, sir, these fingerprints belong to..." Steven tried to say.

"I know who it is, Deputy!" Williams said before Steven lost it and slammed his hands down on his desk.

"Sheriff, listen to me! These finger prints belong to the Michael Myers Haddonfield serial killer and according to some witness, a Jason Voorhees copycat may be here, too!" Steven said as he presented both sets of fingerprints to Williams.

"These other set of finger prints are from Haddonfield of 1978 and I know for a fact that he's here!" Steven said before Williams ripped both of the prints in half and threw them in the air.

"Now you listen to me, Deputy! We do things a certain way here for a reason and I'll be damned if I'm gonna let you ruin that way on some paranoia-based idea!" Williams said and Steven couldn't believe his eyes that the Sheriff actually destroyed evidence of Michael's presence.

"Evidence or no evidence, Michael Myers is in this town!" Steven began to say before Williams called in the only other police and handcuffed him.

"What are you doing?!" Steven said as the officer restrained him.

"Take Deputy Cuckoo over here to Westin Hills and have him institutionalized at once!" Williams ordered and the officer began to drag Steven's away. The younger officer struggled against his captor as he was led out the doorway and to the entrance.

"No! Sheriff, wait! Michael Myers is in this town! Do you hear me?! Michael Myers is here!" Steven called to Williams as he was guided out the door to a police cruiser and locked in the backseat. The car pulled back and began to drive to Westin Hills.

Williams sighed and gathered the ripped up pictures before tossing them into the nearby trash bin. He got up to get a box of donuts and a cup of coffee before sitting back down at his desk.

As he started to write the notice on Steven's institution, he ate a couple of donuts and picked up his coffee. Once he brought the coffee to his mouth, the liquid shot out of the mug and hit Williams' face with an intense force.