My Boyfriend's a Nightmare

A Longtime Rivalry

Darrell swung his knife around before lunging at Noah, though Noah ducked him with ease. Darrell had a big build, one of a redneck like his father, so it was easy to see why Noah was so agile compared to him.

"DAMNIT KRUEGER!"

"Missed me," Noah laughed as he came slashing at Darrell, though he missed him by an inch.

"And you missed me."

Darrell came at Noah again as Noah slashed him across the left arm, making him cry out as the knife slightly cut Noah's cheek open. The warm blood dripped down his cheek as he wiped it away, the sign of a true fighter.

"Damn Vorhees, I feel like we're back in training!"

"This ain't no time for joking Krueger, your daddy put a bounty on your head and I've come to collect it."

"Oh, has he?" Noah came at Darrell again, the metals of the knife and claw clashing together as they knocked each other back.

"Yeah and I want it, it's good pay for me."

"Yeah well, I have a family that actually accepts me."

"BURN IN HELL!" Darrell cut at Noah again, the two dodging each other's attacks and cutting each other up like vegetables. At first, Noah was winning, until Darrell raised his knife before swinging a kick into Noah's sore spot.

Noah's eyes went wide as he fell to the ground in pain, it was unbearable. His eyes went teary as he struggled to catch his breath.

"Y... ou...."

"Thanks for the compliment Krueger, new shoes... metal toes too. Now I can collect my bounty..."

"N-No!" Wyatt shouted, stepping out of the car.

"Wyatt, you traitor!"

"Don't hurt him or you'll have to deal with me."

"Whatever, you didn't even make it through elementary school without wetting the bed."

"It's called enuresis, I couldn't help it just like you couldn't help your anger issues!"

"HEY, SHUT UP YOU DUMB BITCH OR I'LL TAKE YOUR HEAD BACK TOO!"

"Please, come at me and see what happens..."

Darrell roared in anger, charging at Wyatt with his knife out. Wyatt smiled as Darrell charged at him, stabbing the knife through Wyatt's side as a knife went into his. He stepped back in shock as he fell onto the ground in a heap, Wyatt looking down at him.

"W-What?! H-H-How did you-,"

"Oversized hoodie," Wyatt pulled the knife out of the jacket, "I don't have a single scratch. Remember what our trainer told us? Dracula was it? Always have ways to avoid stab wounds."

"You bitch..." Darrell lied on the ground in pain as Wyatt helped Noah up.

"We're all killers here, we were raised in the same school, it's just that some of us wanted our own paths."

With that, Wyatt helped Noah in the car before he got in. Carrie drove around Darrell as he cried out, his father, Noah's father, and Wyatt's father all came out from the fog behind the car to the cries of Darrell.

"That was our last hope," Jason came over to Darrell, helping him with his wound, "they're right though, they were all raised in the same place so they know what's coming. Our kids are still amateurs, that's why Jim is dead."

"My son is a traitor, Jason," Freddy looked over at his partner, "if nobody can kill him, then I'll have to get his blood on my hands."

"Freddy," Ghostface grabbed Freddy's arm, "this isn't right, you shouldn't kill your son. We failed, there's no point now."

"There is though, he's a traitor, he has my honor in him and I'm not letting him ruin it."

"But Freddy-,"

"Shush Ghostface, now that we know where they're going, I have the perfect plan in mind..."