Me and the Slashers

How We All Met

Author's Note: This is how me and the slashers met each other.  Enjoy! :D

Michael: I just got back from trick or treating and headed upstairs to my bedroom.  I ate some of the Halloween candy I got and laid down on my bed.  A hand clamped down hard on my right ankle and I screamed as a man wearing a navy blue mechanics suit, black boots, and a white mask with madded hair and hollow eyes.  He seemed so fimilar but I didn't know if it was real or not.  climbed on top of me and pinned me to my bed.  His fingers were caressing my armpits and I started to giggle.  The man cocked his head to the side and began wiggling his fingers against my armpits again, and I laugh. After a few minutes, he stops and gets off of me and walks out of the room. 

"What just happened?" I thought to myself. 

Jason:  One May on Friday the 13th, I was walking around Camp Crystal Lake enjoying the nature surrounding me.  I head to the lake and look in the water.  I saw a hockey mask underneath the water.  I rubbed my eyes.  I opened my eyes and there was a man.  Wearing a shredded dark green shirt, a tan jacket, torn brown baggy pants, black boots and black fingerless gloves.  In his right hand was a machete.  He looked fimilar, nut couldn't think of his name.  I whimpered a bit and backed away.  The man reached out his hand and stroked my cheek then walked away. 

"Why didn't he kill me?" I thought. 

Freddy: I was getting ready for bed.  Putting on my black Courage the Cowardly Dog T-shirt and black shorts.  I turn off the lights and turned on my sound machine and laid in bed, and fell asleep.

(Dream)

I was awoken by a screeching noise.  I get out of bed and exit my bedroom.  I walk downstairs and immediately the room temperature rised.  I started to sweat as I continued down the stairs.  Once at the bottom of the steps, the room was a boiler room with steam and pipes everywhere.  A sinister laugh echoed the area.  I shuddered and hugged myself.  A dark figure emerges from the dark.  He was wearing a red and green sweater with black  trousers and black combat boots.  A brown fedora placed perfectly on his head but covered his eyes to give it a creepy look.  On his right hand had a glove with knives on the fingers like claws.  He looked so fimilar but I thought I was just dreaming.  He laughed menacingly and lured obscenely at me.  "Hello cutie." he said seductively and pinned me to the ground.  "Get the hell off me you bastard." I yelled.  "Feisty little girl." he said.  I kicked him in the crotch.  He groaned then chuckles darkly.  He cuts my arm and I scream.
(End of dream)

I jolted awake and see four cuts on my arm.  My nightmare was real. 

Leatherface:  On a hot June day, I was walking around the farm area near my hometown.  I heard buzzing noises nearby.  I follow the sound into the woods and found myself in the middle of nowhere, in front of a house.  I entered and the buzzing gets louder.  The sound was coming from the back.  I walked quietly and slowly to the back.  I open a metal door and on the other side was a slaughterhouse.  I gulped and see a man wearing light brown clothes and an aporn.  Black shoes and a mask and was covered in blood.  He was carrying a chainsaw also covered with blood.  "He looks fimilar." I thought.  I scream in terror.  He turns around and places his chainsaw on the bloody table and walks towards me.  I back away and was about to run until he throws me over his shoulder.  I scream and struggle to escape his grasp.  He takes me out of the house and into the woods.  "I'm so dead." I thought and cried.  After what feels like hours, he finally places me down on the ground.  I looked around; I was in my neighborhood.   "Thanks." I said shyly.  He grunts and nods and pats my shoulder.  He turns around and walks away.  I walk in the other direction to my house. 

"Why did he help me?" I thought to myself. 

Ghostface (Billy Loomis from Scream):  One night, I was home alone watching scary movies.  When my phone rang.  I answered and someone with a raspy voice spoke. 

"What's your favorite scary movie?" it said.

That was easy.  "All the slasher movies." I answered. 

??: Interesting. " the voice said.  "I have some horror trivia.  Name the killer in Friday the 13th.

Me:  Some might say Jason Voorhees but that's the 2009 remake.  The original Friday the 13th killer is Pamela Voorhees.

??:  Good.  Name the killer in Silence of the Lambs.

Me:  Buffalo Bill.  Hannibal Lector might also be a villain, but in the first movie, he helps Clarice catch Buffalo Bill. 

??:  Great.  Final question.  Name the killer in Scream. 

Me:  Acually, there are two killers; Billy Loomis and Stu. 

??:  Excellent.  You live, even though I'm already here.

My eyes widen when a man in a fimilar costume with black boots and hunting knife in his right hand and a phone in the left appeared then disappeared out the door. 

Norman:  It was rainy day, and I needed a place to stay.  I see a glowing sign saying "Bates Motel".  I ran as fast as I could then slowed down.  I walked to the door.  I opened it and walked in.  A young man in his early 20s was at the front desk.  Brown hair, blue eyes and pale skin.  We was wearing a black jacket with a white button down shirt.  He looks at me and smiles.  "Hello ma'am.  M-may I help you?" "Yes.  I would like a room please." I said warmly.  "Of course. "  He reaches for a key behind him.  "You're in Room 1,next to the office." he said, handing me the key.  "Thank you." I replied.  He stepped from the desk and saw the rest of his clothing.  His was wearing black dress pants and dark brown shoes.  "My, you're soaked." the man chuckled.  I look down and my clothes were soaked.  I blushed.  "You should change your clothes so you don't get sick."  "These are my only clothes that I have at the moment." I said embarrassed.  He chuckles.  "I have extra clothes I can give you." he offered.  "Thanks um..." "Norman Bates." "Mia Halteman."  He leaves to retrieve the clothes while I go to my room. 

I look in the mirror.  My bangs stuck on my forehead.  Then, Norman comes in with a purple T-shirt and blue jeans.  I take the clothes and thanked him.  He then brushes my bangs out of my face.  I blushed while he smiled and left.  I sigh and changed, then collapsed on the bed.  "Norman Bates?  Sounds fimilar."

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