Crook A Jeff the Killer story.

Run Forest Run!!

As Masky drove (without crashing believe it or not) the rest of us watched the scenery. Sure we'd seen it on the way there but it was still beautiful. But any moment I expected Jason Voorhes to be standing in the middle of the road.

"So what are we gonna do now?" Ben pressed his forehead on the window.

"I don't know. Any ideas?" Masky stared straight ahead at the road. He hunched his shoulders in a way that reminded me of an old lady.

"No. But that's life right? No plans, just whatever happens, happens." Jenn looked back from the passenger street. To be honest I don't know how she got there.

"Hey you think Clockwork's okay." I asked randomly. She'd left for the mansion about an hour after we'd gotten back from Breckenridge, or what was left of it. It wasn't more than a pile of rubble now. The only things that were left were the tunnels and about half of the first floor. Where Alex got all that gunpowder I don't know and I'd like to keep it that way.

"I don't know. She and Toby were pretty close. Well, until she disappeared." Ben shrugged. Clearly he didn't want to talk more on the subject.

"Wait, how did she get to Breckenridge?" Hoodie wondered aloud.

"Maybe she was there the whole time. If they took Masky they could've taken Clockwork too." Jenn frowned, "But why then? Maybe the explosion freed her but most of the doors were open."

"She could have been in one that had the door closed." Ben interjected.

"Yeah but the only closed doors that I saw were the ones that we opened at the beginning. And she came running from the direction we'd come from." Crook crossed her arms over her chest.

"Very interesting theories guys but let's talk about something not related to Breckenridge. It kind of doesn't even exist anymore." Masky frowned. It started getting dark as we turned off the road into the woods, "Okay I'm not driving in the woods at night." He pulled the car over.

"I'll do it." Jenn volunteered. They switched places at Jenn started up the car again. If Masky had been driving, I think we would have crashed at least five times. But with Jenn driving it was a breeze, "This is easier than I thought it'd be." She called back. I watched as the scenery flashed by faster than ever. The car began to slow and then came to a stop.

"What's wrong?" Ben leaned forward in his seat.

"I don't know. Let me go check it out." Jenn hopped out and looked at the engine. I opened my door and stepped out too. I glanced around, looking for any signs of something there. My eyes rested on three kind of tall figures in the bushes. One of them had a very familiar silhouette but I couldn't pin point where I'd seen it. As I thought about it the three figures spread out and came forward. Just then the car roared to life and the familiar figure was lit up. Great. Just great. It was Michael again. And this time joined with none other than Jason Voorhees and Freddy Kruger. Everyone got out of the car, brandishing weapons. All except Jenn, who had pretty much not noticed them. When she finally did instead of being frightened she was more or less annoyed

"What do you want?" She huffed

"It's not what I want dearie, it's want Jane wants." Freddy snickered. Jenn scowled.

"Then what does she want?" I smiled. I didn't like the way that all there gazes snapped to Jenn.

"Her."

"Sorry. But you have to go through us first." Ben stepped forward, holding up his sword. His eyes weren't the bright blue they usually were, they were black and hallow with that little red light in the back of them. Blood leaked out like tears yet he wasn't crying.

"Crook, run!" Hoodie barked. She nodded once before taking off towards the road.

"Whatever happens. It'll be done protecting her. If I die, then I hope it's not in vain." I thought. Just as I finished this thought all three rushed at us. I quickly pulled out my knife and blocked a blow from Jason's machete. We stood there for a few moments, his blade crushing down on mine, before I quickly moved the knife and rolled away. Just before I thought I was in the clear his machete dug down at least two or three centimeters into my ankle. I could've sworn he was smirking behind the hockey mask as he pulled it out, causing even more pain. I stood up, trying not to put pressure on that ankle, "Okay, this may be harder than I thought." One swipe after the other of Jason's machete I jumped back again and again. I tried to stab him with my knife but each time I'd just get cut. The others weren't faring much better.

Ben had gone after Freddy, he had slash marks all over his body. Hoodie was trying to get him back to the car. Masky went after Michael and was doing surprisingly well. The only evidence that he was even in a fight was that he cut a deep cut on his shoulder. There was something about Masky's posture and the way he held his knife that reminded me of Jenn. It occurred to me that they had switched bodies again so that Jenn could help. Without warning I was knocked to the ground. Ben had been thrown at me.

"What the hell Freddy I'm not a rock!" He picked himself off the ground.

"And I'm not a window." I shouted back. Freddy shrugged.

"That's not my problem."

"Yeah well it's about to be." Masky came from behind him and talcked him to the ground. I saw that Michael and Jason were tied up in, vines? The vines began creeping foreword, coming closer to were Masky and Freddy were on the ground.

"What's going on?" I asked Hoodie. If anybody knew he did.

"Noooooooothing." Hoodie looked away from the vines.

"Are you doing that?" Ben hissed.

"No. He is." Hoodie jerked his head toward Masky, who was now standing above a vine-tied Freddy.

"Cooooooooool." Ben and I said in unison.

"We need to find Crook. We had strength in numbers but she's all alone." Masky glanced worriedly at the last place we'd seen her.

"Let's go." I got our bags from the car and began walking in the direction Jenn ran.

What we found along the way shocked us to the core.