Meeting

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Alex:I don't write a lot of dialog...sorry...

              After a long day at Camp (Blood )Crystal Lake, and a lot of killing, Jason walked back to his cabin to see his mother for the second time that night. Tonight was special to him. It was Friday the 13th. Friday the 13th was the day he drowned. The day the workers let him drown. He was always happy to kill the teens. They could get annoying, but it didn't last more than 3 days. He was just glad no one found his cabin. If anyone found his weapon stash or worse found his mother he would lose it. 

            Out of all the things the teens listen to on the radio, he couldn't help but notice ,what sounded like, a young woman talking about a lot of kids dying in their sleep. It confused him but he ignored it. He still couldn't get the thought out of his head. That there might be another killer around. A rival maybe. He doesn't do "partners". Heck for all he knows they might not even be interested at all in Jason. The only one who ever really noticed him was his mother.

             On the way back to his cabin, Jason couldn't help get the feeling of being followed. Hearing soft foot steps and even an odd laugh quietly echoing though the wind. The killer continued walking, figuring it was just some animal. Still, they got louder and closer. Jason stopped walking, listening to everything around him.  He continued walking, getting the feeling of someone right behind him.

             Stopping out of no where, Jason felt something or someone hit his back, followed by thud. Turning around, the killer looked at his feet. What he saw was odd. He expected a stupid teen or maybe even a cop. Not a small man with a claw and awful burn marks.  As he starred down, Jason heard the man mumbling a bunch of curse words. The strange man looked up finally, not looking scared at all of a 6" 5' man in front of him.

             The man stood up, getting eye level with Jason's chest before slowly moving his head to make eye contact. Reaching out his right hand, the man waiting for Jason to shake his hand. When Jason finally realized what the man wanted he shook his hand, making the stranger regret the decision very quickly. 

             "Freddy. Freddy Krueger." He stated looking at Jason like he was looking right through him. Starring through his "soul". Freddy backed away, feeling the need to keep a distance but not quite scared yet. This made Jason angry. To strike fear into everyone, even cops! And to have some guy, who I remind you is a lot small than him,act and treat him like some guy he ran into at a bar or something stupid like that! Still, he couldn't stop his heart(?) from skipping a beat at the sight of this "Freddy" guy.

             He remembers his mother talking about this feeling. That's all he can remember though. He's pretty sure it starts with L.

             Freddy walked forward, not frightened at all by Jason. He actually felt safe. He should be terrified. But he isn't. He watched carefully as Jason's grip tightened on his machete. Freddy walked to the other side of Jason, remembering the way he looks.

             Big and manly. Right handed. Black work boots, a big jacket, blue jeans and a giant machete, and shiny brown eyes. Jason took this time to study how Krueger looked. Brown hat, red and green sweater that fits loosely around his form. Plain black pants and black work boots.

            The nice silence was interrupted my yelling. Off in the distance they heard stuff like "He went this way!" and "Don't fire until I say so!" Jason turned to Freddy, for once fear shining in his eyes.  He looked over at the man standing next to him, seeing he was visibly shaking. Before Jason started running he quickly grabbed Freddy's hand (as carefully as he could).

            Hearing the shouts get closer, Freddy started panicking. He didn't know where he was going or anything. While still running, Jason noticed and slowed down. Jason picked up Freddy bridle style and started running again. Freddy held on for dear life but seemed to calm down quickly.

             The Crystal Lake killer new exactly where he was going. As he got closer to his cabin he held on a little tighter to Freddy so he wouldn't drop him. The cabin slowly came into view as Jason started running faster and faster. Entering the cabin Jason set Freddy down in a spot that had no weapons. After blocking the windows and doors, they finally were safe.

            Sitting down next to Freddy, Jason couldn't stop thinking of what he did and neither could Freddy. After sitting in silence for almost 20 minutes, Freddy started to get tired, closing his eyes after a few seconds. Without realizing he leaned his head on Jason's shoulder. Jason, also being tired, leaned his head on Freddy's. Slowly Freddy moved on to Jason's lap. Both men fell asleep peacefully in each other's arms.

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