jason voorhees and michael myers

jason voorhees and michael myers

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ok my peeps i know i know GEEZ NO NEED TO YELL AT ME I KNOW i deleted my other 2 stories well the "the killers home" only got 2 reads sad i know i guess I'm not good enough well thats ok im not perfect AND NEITHER ARE YOU!!! am i frighting you well thats ok with me i love to see the horror in your eyes right now if only i knew where you lived well thats ok i do no where you live i could be a person you see every day but you just dont know it...do you? anyways lets just get on with this read the story vote on it comment and all that shit FREDDY!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY LAPTOP!!! oh nothing i saw all the STORIES cant wait to tell Jason and Michael DONT TELL THEM ANYTHING ABOUT WHAT YOU FOUND GOT IT!!! hehe that tone you have wont do any good ok im sorry can i just have my laptop i have to finish a fanfic that im working on oh your writing some shit why did i say that i wonder how much gay sex you have in that story OHH i cant wait to tell jason & michael about this oh no
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Growing up in chaos isn't simple for all. Not many could cope. They would struggle and kick, but ultimately drown. However, for Dakota, that was his normality. Torturing. Maiming. Killing. That was his life, the life of a hunter. The Arizona line was elusive, written fame in the lore of hunters, and infamy for their prey. They were the best. No one could ever compare to their skills, their abilities, their ruthlessness. But Dakota was something else. His siblings might have learnt to enjoy the hunt, well most of them anyway, but Dakota didn't. There was always something missing for him, something he was waiting on. Silent and everlasting hope. A promise had been made to him, the day his twin brother was stolen, taken by the enemy, plucked right from the very home the Arizonas had grown up in. A promise of something better, something that he might actually want in his life. Now, almost sixteen years later, something was coming. A change was begging to be found. Maybe it would be for the best. Maybe Dakota would finally find that certain something that had been missing his whole life, something to fill the dark and fractured abyss that ached and wailed within. But nothing was ever that simple. Because, of course, the promise that had been made to Dakota would never be anything plausible for him, anything tangible to have and to hold. He had been promised a new life, by the greatest enemy of them all. It wouldn't be easy. Not with his family still clinging to his heels, the teachings of blood and violence burnt into his mind. No, leaving them behind wouldn't ever be easy. Then again, staying with them would only bring his inevitable death. Why not take the chance to die happy? After all, out of the ashes, a phoenix will rise...

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