Luke hugged her with a smile and shut the door. "It's fine. I've already taken care of it."
Annie was astonished. "Huh?"
Sitting on the bed with her, Luke said, "Just pretend that you don't know anything. If anyone asks you, have them talk to me directly. Right, here's my contact. Keep it."
He gave her his card.
They had only exchanged numbers before. Luke hadn't given her a card, which had his title on it.
Annie read the card, only to be surprised. "The Major Crimes Division of LAPD? You're a level two detective?"
She had thought that Luke was a rookie officer, or maybe an intern, or he wouldn't have been sent here to be a safety training instructor.
Luke stroked her back to calm her down. "There's an inside story to this – it's best if you don't know anything about it. Don't worry. I just pissed off some guys who don't appreciate the rules."
He held her in his arms and said, "Sorry. You must've been frightened when I left beforehand."
Annie shook her head. She had thought about it.
Luke had left quietly probably because he didn't want to get her involved.
After comforting her, Luke called Juliet at the campsite and told her that he was safe. He also informed her that he might not be able to return on time the next day.
Lucas Barton and his men had been to the campsite, and had indeed made Juliet uneasy.
But Luke was the only one who could say anything now, and the dead officers couldn't cause him trouble any longer.
After receiving Luke's call, Juliet was reassured and told him not to worry about the campsite.
Then, Luke sent a text message to Elsa and told her the gist of the situation.
Certain things had to be kept confidential, but there was no need to hide the deaths of Lucas Barton and Wade Davis; it was better to tell Elsa so that she would be prepared.
Elsa soon called him.
Luke smiled at Annie apologetically and answered the call in the hallway.
He wasn't done until ten minutes later. After returning to the room, Luke hugged Annie, who was still in a daze.
Annie exclaimed, "What are you doing? Ah…"
Luke said, "I think I need another shower."
"You jerk. Ah…" Stunned for a moment, Annie moaned soon after.
The next morning, the sun found its way through the gaps in the curtain to create two bright strips of light in the room.
Luke woke up early and checked the system notifications.
He had been rewarded 20 experience and credit points each for rescuing Steve, Janet and Annie, for a total of 60 points.
There were also a bunch of other notifications.
Mission: Eliminate the adolescent drug dealers. Completed.
Total experience: 500. Total credit: 500.
Contribution rate: 30%. EXP +150. Credit +150.
Mission: Eliminate main members of Lucas Barton's criminal group. Completed.
Total experience: 300. Total credit: 300.
Contribution rate: 30%. EXP +90. Credit +90.
Mission: Crack the Texas ranger's murder case. Completed.
Total experience: 100. Total credit: 100.
Contribution rate: 50%. EXP +50. Credit +50.
Mission: Eliminate Wade Davis. Completed.
Total experience: 100. Total credit: 100.
Contribution rate: 30%. EXP +30. Credit +30.
Luke scratched his head.
He had received the most experience and credit from getting rid of the bad kids.
The reward for eliminating the dirty cops and Wade Davis seemed quite small.
Daddy System clearly didn't give rewards based on the law, but according to the impact which the crimes had on other people.
That meant that the bad kids had harmed more people, while Lucas Barton and his gang probably had to pretend to be good officers, so had hurt fewer people.
By the same logic, Wade Davis yielded little experience and credit probably because he had only killed two people, and was only partly to blame for the death of the Texas ranger.
Therefore, Wade Davis, a big businessman, was the least valuable person in the system.
But the three missions had been easily accomplished in one fell swoop, so the harvest wasn't bad at all.
Then there was Jason Voorhees.
System: Stop Jason Voorhees from killing people. Completed.
Total experience: 200. Total credit: 200.
Contribution rate: 100%. EXP +200. Credit +200.
Luke sighed.
No matter how terrifying a monster Jason was, he wasn't as much of a danger as drug dealers.
An average-sized gang of drug dealers could endanger hundreds of people at the very least.
Comrade Jason, who silently and diligently reaped heads with his machete, was clearly nothing compared with the drug dealers. 
All in all, six hundred experience and credit points for just a few hours of work wasn't bad.
After checking his gains, Luke began to review his actions last night and think about follow-up plans.
While he went over the details of his actions last night, Annie's warm and soft body lay in his arms.
Finally, Annie moved and woke up in a daze.
Looking at the strange room, she finally remembered where she was a moment later.
Sensing the strong body that was right behind her, she subconsciously wriggled and took a deep breath. "Don't you need to sleep at all?" 
Luke chuckled and kissed her cheek. "I'm absolutely fine."
Lost for words, Annie then asked, "W- When are we going to have breakfast?"
Luke smiled. "I'm having mine right now. It's delicious."
Annie blushed. "You animal…"
They didn't get up until noon. When they checked out, the owner of the hotel didn't even dare look Luke in the eye.
After they checked out, Luke took Annie to the police station in town and found the two constables whom he had talked to yesterday.
When Luke mentioned Stephen, the owner of Eden Lake Campsite, to the constables, Annie finally realized that she had forgotten about her uncle all this time.
It wasn't entirely her fault. Stephen wasn't really her blood uncle, and they were only distantly related.
She had only worked at the campsite for two days, and to her, Stephen was a stranger whom she had just met.
Too many things had happened last night for her to have time to worry about Stephen.
The two constables said that they would send out a search party for Stephen.
After asking for Annie's opinion, Luke then drove her up the mountain to fetch her personal belongings, including her cellphone, her ID, her credit card, and so on.
After lunch, Luke dropped Annie at a bus stop on Route 405 and waved goodbye to her. 
After that awful experience with the murderous kids at the campsite, Annie wasn't going to continue working there – she would rather go back to the city.


Luke has transmigrated to the United States, but eventually realizes that this United States is different from the United States of his previous life. Here, the superpowers and characters from the movies in his previous life actually exist. How will Luke fare in a world where such terrifying superpowers exist? 
Fortunately, he has a cheat – the Super Detective System.
Join Luke on his new journey toward becoming a detective.


In January 1 1958 11 Year Old Jason Voorhees Was Killed By An Javelin Accident
Then In Friday The 13th People Were Missing
Jason Voorhees Has Returned He Used The Javelin From The Accident The Terror Began In 2016 Jason Voorhees Is A Zombie His Terror Has Not Been Stopped For Years In 2045 He Was More Zombified Now
His Terror Is Scary

The past few days nothing out of ordinary happened. Cindy saw nothing anymore, each night she slept peacefully and showed no disturbances. So this thing she saw at night wasn't after Cindy, and that was good. Sandra was more than sure now it was the apparition of Jason Voorhees, and she was absolutely sober when she saw it in the mirror. Looks like the apparition was curious about Cindy first, but decided to leave the child in peace. It seemed to show interest in Sandra only, and she wished to understand the reason for that, although she had her guesses as well.
During the week Sandra had seen Jason several times, but only through the mirror. He always stood behind her back, his deadly glance on her; and she could literally feel it piercing through her entire body and stare directly into her soul. To say that she freaked out every time she spotted him was like saying nothing. Sandra didn't say anything neither to Cindy, nor to her mother, not speaking about any of her friends. She sure didn't anyone to think that she was insane, and that would most likely happen if she told anyone she was seeing a fictional character in the mirror. The only fact contrary was that Cindy saw him with her own eyes, but it was only once. At that moment Sandra saw nothing, and that was the weirdest part. It still surprised her that her fun with friends and movies by the lake became the final step that triggered Jason's materialization, but this is what was happening nonetheless. He materialized as a spirit and now was following her, and for now Sandra had no idea how to withdraw him.
Finally Cindy's parents returned from their vacation, and it was on Wednesday. Although Sandra felt a bit sad when Cindy left the house, but at the same time she understood that it was for the best, considering that Jason's apparition was always near. Although it never disturbed her young cousin, it would be safer for her to stay away for some time until Sandra finds a way to get rid of the unwanted guest.
***
As the time passed, Sandra couldn't find a way to get rid of Jason's presence, as he appeared only when she was completely alone. But one day things started to become worse. After she woke up, she felt freezing coldness at once, although these summer days were sometimes unbearably hot. Sandra already had a bad feeling that Jason's spirit was near, and when she stood before a mirror, her suspicions confirmed. He was standing behind her back again, not even planning to leave her side. At least he hasn't done anything violent so far, and that was a good sign. But now any person she met on her way, felt the coldness emitting from the spirit's presence, and Sandra knew at once that he was following her non-stop, even when she left the house. It was unclear to her why exactly he showed such interest in her. Her friends also felt the acute temperature change while being near her. They were shocked to hear about what happened to Cindy at night, but were still reluctant to believe that Sandra was seeing Jason Voorhees. And she didn't blame them. No one would ever believe it. And even more unfortunate was the fact that she couldn't prove anything to anyone, as the spirit was smart enough to disappear when she invited someone to stand near her in front of the mirror. In that moment the coldness went away, and that meant the spirit vanishing. Sandra was becoming desperate. Jason's spirit was always near without interacting with her directly, but the psychological pressure was strong. And no one would believe her which was the worst. She even couldn't believe herself in what was going on. Indeed, who could have known that an innocent movie watching with friends could be followed by something that awful? Actually, it's not even because of that. Neither Sandra, nor her friends could have ever imagined how strong was this energy of belief in Friday the 13th as a day of bad luck; and the more people believe, the stronger it becomes. And if a bunch of people associate this day with Jason Voorhees after those horror movies appeared, it's no surprise this fictional character got more and more energy, and now it apparently exists as a spirit. And this spirit is now attached to Sandra for some reason, making her nervous. She was only afraid that one day it might do something that could cause serious problems for her. She had to think of something and expel him somehow.
***
Day went after day, week after week, and Sandra already was used seeing Jason in the mirror now and then. The spirit still hasn't harmed her or her mother, and that was good. It didn't even disturb her sleep, so Sandra could live with it. Until one day the apparition finally began its activity, making her remember what kind of a spirit it is.
On one of the days when Sandra didn't meet any of her friends, she took a walk around the city, just to stay alone with herself. But only she knew she wasn't actually alone, as Jason Voorhees followed her again. The only advantage of it was a feeling of chill during a hot day which was in this case even pleasant. 
It was evening time, around seven o'clock, and Sandra was already on her way home when suddenly a sound of loud female voices reached her ears. It seemed like a group of women was arguing somewhere in the distance. Sandra was curious to see what was wrong so she decided to go and check it out, trying to stay unnoticed and just watch from her hiding spot. Reaching the place of an argument, she saw three girls around fourteen or fifteen years old, beating up another girl in the outskirts. The victim was lying on the ground and covering herself with arms, trying to protect her head from kicks. And in this very moment Sandra felt something stirring inside her. It was the new feeling she had never experienced before. Boiling rage was growing inside her, becoming stronger with every second, and with that her body felt like it was created anew, the feeling of strength was overwhelming its every muscle. But that was not all. In this second a flash of images ran through her mind, making her eyes see something she had never seen before. For a moment she saw herself in a summer camp, and a bunch of angry children rushed towards her, calling her names and trying to punch or kick her. Then there were two camp counselors, male and female, who ignored what the children were doing. They were busy having sex aside. Sandra felt pure, burning hatred filling her mind and making her blood boil. And right then her vision was back to normal.
Sandra realized at once that those were the memories of Jason Voorhees, and he was here with her, making her go through his most painful moment of life. And now a similar scene played out before her eyes. Seeing that one of the mean girls separated from the group and went into the trees and bushes for a moment, Sandra heard a faint whisper in her head, but the words were more than clear to her.
Kill them!
Sandra felt shivers running down her spine. She didn't want to kill anybody, but felt her own body disobeying her mind, like if somebody or something was controlling it like a puppet. She knew well who this puppeteer was, but could do nothing against him. Jason Voorhees took control over Sandra's body, herself being aware of the situation. The only thing she understood that Jason was going to pour out his anger on bullies now; something that he was unable to do in childhood.
Sandra put her hands into the pockets of her long cotton tunic and pulled out a pair of rubber gloves. Where the hell did these come from? – Sandra thought to herself, as she was sure the pockets were empty before. She was more than confused now, but understood the purpose for the use of gloves. Fingerprints. No one must find her fingerprints. It seemed that the spirit of Jason Voorhees was smart enough to think about this detail. Putting the gloves on, she followed one of the girls to the small woods, always staying out of sight and trying not to make any noise.
After the girl was done with her private things, Sandra had no choice but to act. Controlled by Jason, she grabbed the unaware victim from behind, covering her mouth with her gloved hand, and dragged her deeper into the woods. The mean girl struggled as much as she could, but Sandra's grip or, to be more precise, Jason's grip in Sandra's body was too strong. Clenching her teeth in fury, Sandra dragged her to the nearest tree and began beating the frightened girl's head against the tree with all the might. And considering that she got inhuman strength through Jason's spirit, her victim had no chance. Her head collided with the tree trunk without stopping, beat after beat, until a bloody stain began forming on the bark, growing larger with every beat. With Jason's help, Sandra continued her deadly work, feeling disgusted by what she did, but her body obeyed the specter that controlled the whole situation. When finally a satisfying sound of cracking skull reached her ears, Sandra let the girl collapse on the ground dead.
Sandra wanted to run as far as possible from this macabre scene, but couldn't move a muscle herself. Jason Voorhees didn't let her go, and that meant that the work wasn't done yet, she had to kill the other two mean girls. Speaking of which, both noticed that their friend still hasn't returned, so one of them went to check on her, the other keeping the poor beaten girl to the ground. By this time, Sandra has already managed to drag the dead body away, so that the next unsuspecting victim wouldn't be able to find it. While the girl walked around the woods calling her friend's name, Sandra crept to her from behind and repeated the same process of dragging her deeper into the woods, away from other people's eyes, but Jason Voorhees decided to use the different way of killing for her. Sandra tried to resist as much as possible, but Jason's will was many times stronger than hers. The inhuman strength that Sandra possessed at this moment was unbeatable for an average human female; and after several minutes of struggling the girl's neck bones finally cracked, and Sandra was able to twist it for 180 degrees which finally resulted in death.
Finishing the second girl and hiding her away in the thick bushes, Sandra stood shaking, being afraid to think of what the murderous spirit was going to do now. He surely wasn't going to let her go until the third member of the offender team is dead. As he wasn't forcing her to do anything, it could only mean that he preferred to watch and wait for the best moment to strike. Sandra watched the two remaining girls as well until the beaten victim finally decided to act. She stepped on her offender foot with all her might and hit her in the stomach with an elbow, causing the other girl cringe in pain. Sandra then noticed that the victim had blood oozing from her nose. It was easier for her to fight one person instead of three, so she didn't hesitate to use the opportunity. And while the offender was stunned, the girl with bleeding nose bolted away as far as her legs could carry her until she couldn't be seen anymore.
After recovering, the third mean girl decided not to run after her, focusing on finding her two friends instead. Both of them haven't returned from the woods, and that was already suspicious. Nothing of this kind has happened before, so there wasn't much she could do but go and check what could have happened to them. Little did she know that she was the only one left of the company, and the danger was lurking in the woods, waiting for her.
Sandra crept behind the girl's back, holding a thick branch in her hands. This time the deadly spirit decided to stun the victim, thus making it harder for her to resist the attack. The unsuspecting girl didn't even manage to react when the branch collided with the back of her head, making her collapse on the ground. And while she lay there, confused and clenching her teeth from pain, Sandra quickly crouched and turned the girl to face her. Seeing her assailant, the girl opened her mouth to scream, but couldn't make a sound. Sandra's hands were on the girl's throat at that very minute, pressing harder and harder, thus blocking the flow of oxygen into her victim's lungs. Watching the girl dying slowly, Sandra could swear that if she could see Jason's face under the mask, he sure would have smirked at this moment. The girl was dying in agony, as being unable to breathe till death wasn't something any human being would like to experience; and she never knew that the young woman that killed her was actually being controlled by the spirit of a serial murderer. Sandra, in turn, could only watch how life was fading in her victim's eyes with the last air drop in her lungs. When the girl was dead for sure, the specter made Sandra drag all three bodies deeper into the woods to the abandoned building on the other side that she had never known about. There was not a single living soul around, so Jason probably knew where to lead her. She dropped the bodies into a deep pit one after another, filling it with a pile of bricks and rocks that were strewn around until the pit was full. Her hands were still gloved, so no fingerprints could be found if police begins to search for those three girls.
When she was done with hiding the corpses, Sandra noticed that the gloves she was wearing vanished from her hands. What the hell? Where are the gloves?! - The young woman was scared and confused. This goddamn spirit, Jason Voorhees, has just made her kill three people and now was removing all evidence. She could only wonder how he achieved anything like that. It was far beyond her understanding. Sandra felt the inhuman strength in her arms disappear slowly as well, together with coldness around her, and things seemingly returned to normal.
Jason Voorhees has left her alone. 
For now.

Sandra has always been obsessed with horror, especially Friday the 13th movie franchise. And one day, two of her best friends invite her on a camping trip to Swartswood Lake on Friday, June 13th, the birth date of Jason Voorhees. After spending a night of fun with friends, Sandra returns home, but soon she begins to feel that something is not right...

The next morning, around eight o'clock, Sherry was already up. The sun was shining brightly and the sound of bird chirping surrounded her. Mother promised to come at nine, so there was still one hour until that, so Sherry had time to dress up and have breakfast. Not even a single cloud covered the sky, and the heat grew stronger with every minute, but still the very morning felt more or less refreshing. Sherry decided to put shorts on this time, combining them with a bright green top on straps. Luckily, mostly all her summer shirts and tops were made of cotton, the best material for hot weather like now. Tying her hair into a ponytail, she opened the fridge to take the remains of milk. She hoped that her mother would bring more milk, Sherry took a pack of corn flakes and poured them into a small bowl, adding milk in the end. Her breakfast has always been a light one that consisted mostly of cornflakes and a few sandwiches. And while Sherry ate her breakfast unhurriedly, she heard the sound of heavy footsteps approaching her cabin, and in a few minutes the door opened and a large, masked man appeared in the doorway.
"Oh, hey, Jason. Good morning." Sherry greeted him, chewing the food she just ate. "You're just in time. Soon my mother will be here. So, are you ready to meet her?"
Jason nodded in response. Although he had seen her mother from a distance a few times when she came to visit Sherry, but this time will be different. He knew her family respected him for what he did to their daughter, but no one could know what she would think when she sees him in person.
"Okay, good," Sherry said, smiling, when Jason suddenly turned around to face the exit from the camp. Sherry also stared into the same spot until the sound of car engine reached her ears and a familiar champagne-colored car drove into the camp territory. "Well, here she comes," Sherry smiled, pointing to the car.
Mrs. Cooke parked the car near the first cabin which Sherry slept in, and stepped out. Jason watched how Sherry ran to her mother, sharing a tight hug with her. While holding her daughter in her arms, Sharon turned her face to the door and felt her own heart starting to beat rapidly. She knew from Sherry's words that Jason was a large man, but this large… Mrs. Cooke was afraid to approach this bulky being, to her he looked like a true monster wearing a hockey mask. Sherry then hugged her mother's shoulders and persuaded her to come closer to meet the legend of Crystal Lake.
"Come on, mum. He's waiting."
"S-Sherry, I…" Sharon stammered, afraid to make a step closer. "Are you sure he's not going to do any harm to me?"
"Oh, Jesus, mum!" Sherry laughed merrily. "There's nothing to be afraid of. He will never harm me or any of my family members. So come now, relax and behave naturally."
Sharon was still trembling inside, but she obeyed her daughter nevertheless. Maybe it wasn't that bad after all, it's just this anticipation that made her feel nervous.
When both women finally approached Jason, Sharon studied him with her glance. Beside his intimidating size and appearance, she noticed how unnaturally pale his skin color was. Sharon admitted to herself that she had never seen any human being that pale. Was Jason Voorhees even human? The more she looked at him, the more she doubted his humanity.
"Well… hello," Mrs. Cooke began, still unable to get rid of her feeling of fear. "You're Jason, right?" Receiving a nod in response, Sharon continued: "I'm pleased to meet you, Mr. Voorhees. As you maybe already know, my name is Sharon Cooke, I'm Sherry's mother."
Jason nodded again, hoping that she understood that he was also glad to meet the mother of his female friend. And he, of course, didn't miss the moment when she called him "Mr. Voorhees." It was the first time during his entire existence that someone called him like that. Jason remembered when his own mother told him that people address each other as "Mr." or "Ms.", and "Mrs." if the woman is married, before the surname, thus showing respect to each other. And now Sherry's mother addressed him the same way. Sherry told him many times that her whole family respected him, but now he was convinced of this personally.
Sharon then continued speaking after a small pause.
"First of all, Mr. Voorhees, I want to say that I'm very grateful to you for everything that you did for my daughter, and so is Harry, my husband and Sherry's father. You see… when Sherry didn't return home one evening, I didn't know what to think. And when Richard found out that she was taken to Camp Crystal Lake and just dumped there, my heart turned cold. I was scared and nervous. No offence, but you maybe know as well, what kind of rumors are circling around about you. People think that you are just a merciless murderer that would kill anyone in his way. So when we heard that Sherry is here, we thought for a moment that we lost our daughter." After the last phrase she looked at Sherry who stood aside and nodded with a smile, like saying "you're doing good." Sharon smiled back and turned to face Jason again. "So I'm glad to know that things turned out to be like they are now, and moreover, that we were all wrong about you. I know that Sherry grew very much attached to you, and now I understand the reason. And I want you to know that I support your friendship and relationship in general." Mrs. Cooke now spoke calmly already, seeing that Jason was listening to her. "I only would like to ask you for one thing. I know that you kill people that come here, to this camp, and I'm not going to judge you or mix myself into this. It's your own business after all. But please, do not make Sherry kill anybody. I really would not like her becoming a killer. Alright? I hope it's not too much that I ask?"
This time the hockey-masked man shook his head. He didn't mind that. Killing has always been his job alone, and Sherry could kill somebody, but only if she wanted it herself. If not, he would never force her to do it.
"You see, mum? He doesn't mind. He accepts your proposal," Sherry finally joined the conversation. "Now you see that it is possible to reason with Jason. He's not like the great white shark."
"Yes, dear, I can see that," Sharon smiled to Sherry. "Well, I guess I have to help Sherry to carry things I brought for her. It was my pleasure to meet you, Mr. Voorhees, and thank you once again."
Jason nodded again, and Mrs. Cooke then went to her car. He watched how she and Sherry carried some food and new clothes from the car to the cabin. Mrs. Cooke stayed with her daughter for some time and then, after approximately fifteen minutes, she went back to her car with a small bag. As they made a deal the day before, Sherry got some fresh clothes from home, and mother told her to put all the dirty ones into a bag for washing. Sharon wanted to stay longer, but she had to leave for work, as she had no permission to be away for too long. She told at work that her daughter was in a hospital and she needed some new clothes and some food, so there was no problem in absence for a short time. Sherry came out with her to talk for a few more minutes, and then Mrs. Cooke got into her car and drove away.
Sherry sighed and returned to Jason. He was still standing at the cabin, waiting.
"Well, Jason, here we are, alone again." While speaking the last few words, she grinned slyly. "How do you find my mother? Did you like her?"
Of course, Jason liked her. Sherry's mother was a very pleasant woman, she seemed kind and gentle. In some way, she reminded him of his own mother. So all he could do is nod in response.
"Very well, glad to know it," the girl smiled gently. "And I cannot even begin to tell how much I am happy that my mother understands why I decided to stay here after all. You know, some parents are far from being so understanding.  Some don't even try to understand. But my mother, as you see, knows that understanding is the most important aspect in every kind of relationship."
Jason listened, tilting his head. If he could smile under his mask, he would have definitely done it right now. While Sherry spoke, he realized how much she was like her mother. Their speaking manner was so similar, and, what's more important, Sherry sounded as intelligent and kind as her mother. After the meeting with Sherry's mother, Jason understood that there are good people in the world. It's just the bad ones came to his camp, and he just cleansed the world from rubbish.
Suddenly, and that was unexpected even for Jason, Sherry pressed herself to him, wrapping her arms around him.
"Jason, please…" her whisper was barely audible. "Just hug me now. Please."
Jason didn't think twice and gladly complied with her request, taking Sherry's delicate form into his strong arms. While they stood like this for a while, he was thinking things over. Jason felt that this particular day will be significant in his life, especially the night shift from today to Friday the 13th. 
To the day of his birth.
And he felt that tonight his relationship with Sherry would enter a new phase. Jason wasn't sure what kind of phase it would be, but in any case, it would beсome a key moment in their life.
He just had to wait. And Jason would wait patiently.
After all, he was always good at it.

A Psychology student Sherry Cooke finds herself in an abandoned camp in the forest, wondering how she could get there from the city center. All she could remember was walking home when suddenly a hand was pressed against her mouth, and darkness enveloped her. Now she has to look into the eyes of fear when she meets the infamous Crystal Lake Killer.

A light music plays from an empty alleyway. The alleyway was covered in blood of those who dared to fight against those who are inside of a bar. Hosting a group who have hanged up some decorations of those who are still clutching onto very little of life while those who are gone are forced as food for Leatherface or also known as Bubba.
The bar was lighting up with a singular lightbulb. Glowing upon a table that lays cards and coins with numbers on them that would be used for poker games are in stacks or been pushed into a mess. A table with light blue painted wood lays still as the cards and coins were tossed onto it as knives were dug deep into the table. A small fan lays overhead with the light bulb swinging side-to-side at a slow rate due to the fan not going so fast. Letting the light swing slowly as the famous horror murderers below it plays poker below it.
Freddy holds up a joker card as he stares at all of the other killers around him. Waiting for his rival, Jason Voorhees, to make a move. His hell eyes looks at all of his friends before placing down the joker card, "Hahaha! I win again momma's boy!" His voice sounds excited and happy.
Jason puts down his cards and stares at Freddy through his mask. Not happy that his rival won for the 3rd time in a row.
Chucky was holding onto a small cup that he can grasp onto as he watches Freddy win, "You got a streak going on there. You should slow down old fuck." Chucky mocks Freddy at the end.
Freddy holds up a middle finger to Chucky grabbing all of the coins that were in the center. He would occasionally look over at Ghostface who was on his phone. The nightmare shakes his head while grabbing all of the cards and mixing them up. His eyes falls onto Michael who was waiting for more cards. The shape just sitting there and not talking made things awkward. Questions of why Jason, Michael, nor Bubba doesn't say a word, but just stare at everyone. He believes that they are all stupid and don't know how to talk especially Bubba, the guy can't play poker right. Freddy clears his throat, "So Danny boy or Ghostface."
Danny tilts his head towards Freddy, "Sup man?"
Freddy looks at the 3 quiet members before smirking at Danny, "It sure would be nice if we have some more talking members, don't you agree?"
Danny immediately picks up on what Freddy is trying to do, but he decides to ignore it. He puts his phone away and looks at Chucky, "Yeah, I do agree also Chucky. Tiff wants to talk to you outside." He points at the front door of the bar.
Chucky let's out a deep and frustrated sigh. He turns his head to the 3 silent members, "Don't yourselves a woman who will annoy the fuck out of you." He jumps down off of a dark oak wood bar stool as he walks to the front door.
Danny looks over to Freddy, "How is your wife?"
Freddy takes in a deep breath, "We got a divorce."
Chucky was heard laughing and saying, "HAH! Loser!!"
Freddy moves to where he saw Chucky disappeared off too. He knew the doll was a bitch, but he can't say anything until Chucky returns so that he can make fun of Chucky himself. Freddy looks up at Michael, Jason, and Bubba, "Don't listen to that bitch doll. He is upset because his kids want to murder him."
Danny points a pointer finger at Freddy, "Didn't your daughter try to kill you?"
"It runs in the family." Freddy says quickly. It didn't hurt him as much as anyone would have thought it would.
Chucky runs back into the bar while screaming, "The police are outside!!"
Freddy throws the cards behind him as he gets up from his seat. Watching the other male killers get up from their seats too.
Each killer grabs their significant weapon before walking out the front door to be flashed with flashlights and police car lights. It blinded them for a bit until they perfectly saw that the police surrounded them. Holding up guns to their heads. Not letting them to move a single inch as each police officer began to kick the killers' back knees. Still pointing their guns to each other of their heads.
One of the police officers walks up to Michael Myers as he grabs onto his mask. Holding onto the hair piece as he watches 3 other police officers walk up to Jason, Leatherface, and Ghostface. All grabbing onto their masks too. All took off their masks and looks at each other faces.
Ghostface looks like a normal teenager that is about to hit 18. Jason looks like he is a drowned zombie. Leatherface looks like he has teeth deformation problem and lastly Michael is the only other one who looks like a normal adult man, but not impressed with his mask being taken off.
The police officers hands the masks over to a different officer. The first officer motions a hand to go find Chucky who was still in the bar.
8 officers went inside of the bar while 5 officers went to go cuff the 5 kneeling killers hands and feet. The cuffs were tight around their wrists and cuffs were chained against their feet. It was going to be hard moving.
Freddy wondered why Jason isn't fighting back nor any of the others, but he is saving that thought for when they are placed wherever the police officers are going to take them.
The police officer that was holding an assault rifle close to his chest looks down at the killers, "Defenseless." He spits right into Michael's left eye.
The killer closes his eyes before using his left shoulder to wipe the saliva away. He found it disgusting how the officer did it. He looks back at the officer and glares at him before being forced to stand up. He stares at the officer before being forced into a SWAT van along with the others. He notices Tiff was in a small cage that was big enough for her to sit in and her hands and feet were cuffed too. Her face appears to be upset, but Michael knew that Tiff was planning on killing the police officers.
Michael sits down close to Tiff, but away at the same time. He looks over with his dark brown eyes to see that Danny was sitting next to him and Freddy was sitting next to Danny. Jason and Bubba were sitting on the other side of the van. Michael begins to hear cursing and screaming coming from Chucky. Already knowing that Chucky has been found.
Not to much surprised, Chucky was also put in a cage that is the exact same as Tiff's. The police officer puts Chucky down next to Tiff as the officer left the SWAT van. Closing the doors and locking them shut from the outside.
Freddy looks at the other killers, "How the fuck did we get like this?"
Chucky glares at Freddy, "Not my fault that you got us like this!"
"Me?! You ran away like a bitch!" Freddy almost gets off of his seat.
Tiff looks over at Chucky, "You pushed me away and ran inside. You have no room to talk."
"Oh shut up, we all were going to be captured anyway. But how in the hell did Jason Voorhees and Michael Myers get cuffed?" Chucky looks at the 2 big killers.
Jason looks over at Chucky with his almost muddy zombified skin. He growls at the doll before looking away.
Chucky looks offended until he feels Tiff's cage hitting against him. He glares at the female doll sitting next to him and begins to do the same thing to her.
2 SWAT officers enter the van and one of them smacks onto a metal net that allows the officers to see the killers.
"Stop it!" One of the officers says in a harsh voice before the van began to leave the bar's parking lot. Taking the killers to somewhere that they don't want to go...

After being caught once again, but this time due to his new found idiot friends, Michael Myers and his friends are forced into looking for a witch that is known to be reeking havoc. Without knowing that he grows feelings for the witch, he tries to cope with the feelings while trying to kill her...

(There will be other killers who will appear throughout the story. Some of them will be my own.)

Raymond got up early in the morning.  Hiroki would be coming to his house later on. Unlike Hiroki, Raymond wasn't married. Raymond never wanted to marry anyone since the Iginniarthal Incident. The death of his classmates was enough to convince him. He'd always felt guilty about it. Seeing Bennett and the others lying down dead with their faces left in shock. Hiroki, on the other hand, was married. It didn't help that he was better looking than Raymond. Also smarter. This had always disgusted Raymond, but he'd never talk about it. Raymond lived alone in a 5 foot story apartment. He had a small bedroom to himself where he had the pictures of his classmates. 

There was Bennett, the tattletale of the class, but one of the funniest, and then Bennett's brother: Adam, the complete opposite of Bennett. They were the most popular in the school. Raymond still remembered when Bennett and Adam switched roles for the day. That didn't even last 2 hours. It still brought tears of laughter to Raymond's eyes. And then there was Raymond himself, who was also kind of popular. Raymond had always been a hard working student, and there was Hiroki. Hiroki had never cared about school until the Iginniarthal Incident happened. Raymond had always kept a photo of himself when he was little and fishing with another student.


He sighed quietly and continued to pack his suitcase, which he filled with his detective things. There was a knock on the door. It was Hiroki."Hello old friend." Hiroki nodded at him and entered. "I thought that your wife wouldn't want you to come." said Raymond, shaking his head and closing the door. "Yeah, well, it's my job to do this. And, I have sympathy for the parents of the victims. This happened to us too." said Hiroki, picking up a photograph of Adam. "What happened to him? I didn't see him." "He died. He, well, was thrown into the crusher." gulped Raymond. This memory brought tears of sadness to Raymond's eyes.

<Flashback, 30 years ago>

"You'll have to kill me too." Adam was covering his brother, Bennett. "Don't be foolish boy. Remember, すべてに死が訪れる, even if you don't die today, tomorrow will come." whispered the murderer. "Shut the hell up you fuckin' idiot." yelled Adam. The murderer stared for a while. It was hard to tell if he was staring at Adam or the others. "He's so brave." whispered one of the girls. "He's an idiot. Just trying to impress." snarled Hiroki. "He's not trying to impress anybody. He's trying to protect his brother from danger." muttered Raymond. Hiroki blinked. ''Fine, be like that. Killjoy." muttered Hiroki. The murderer snarled and grabbed his scythe. Adam's jaw twitched. Without warning the murderer threw it at Adam, who was slow at realizing this. It hit his head. He screamed in pain. The murderer threw Adam into the crusher, which immediately crushed Adam. Bennett screamed. Hiroki yelled. Raymond stared in shock and shaked. One of the girls screamed and hugged her friend, shaking. "NO! ADAM!" yelled several people. "Coward!" screamed one of the boys. He was immediately sliced in half.

<Present time>

Hiroki shook his head. "I regret calling him an idiot. He was brave. My jealously got the better of me." he said, disgusted by his own self. "Yeah? Well, it's too late. Come on, let's go." said Raymond, unaware why he was angry at Hiroki. "Sure, let's go." said Hiroki, also unaware that Raymond was angry at him. He placed Adam's photograph next to Bennett's. Hiroki grabbed his suitcase and sighed. Raymond's anger at Hiroki evaporated by the time they announced to the people that they would be heading to Iginniarthal Town. Raymond and Hiroki plopped down in the back of the tour bus. "This is ridiculous. Why the hell are we going on a tour bus? This isn't a day trip to Camp Crystal Lake." snorted Adam's sister, Jennifer. "No, but at least Jason Voorhees had a right mind to not assassinate teenagers." said Amanda. Hiroki snorted. Jennifer, Amanda and Hiroki got into an argument whenever the Iginniarthal Town murderer or Jason Voorhees would win. Raymond thought they were quite stupid for arguing about that. A teenager named Kate eyed Raymond out of her eye. Then she sat down between Raymond and Hiroki, who kept arguing that Jason Voorhees had the advantage. "Real stupid how they're arguing about that." Kate muttered to Raymond. Raymond nodded stiffly. "Are you Raymond Lewison?" she asked. Raymond nodded stiffly again. "Can you talk?" she snapped at him. Raymond smiled. She reminded him of Adam, who could of said the same thing. "I'm Adam Scott's daughter." she said. Raymond gasped. "Wait. What if you're lying?" asked Raymond, sounding like his 12 year old self.
"Adam Scott is my father. My uncle was Bennett Scott. She-" Kate pointed at Jennifer. "-is my aunt. I am Kate Scott. Katherine Wilhelmina, "Mina" Scott. I was raised by my father's uncle, Jonathan Martin Scott. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Lewison." said Kate, smiling at him and shaking his hand. "I don't...well, you're welcome..uhh, do I call you Katherine or Wilhelmina?" said Raymond, smiling at her. "Kate. My friends call me Mina, but, honestly, I hate the name Wilhelmina. It sounds Middle Aged." she said, snorting. Raymond laughed. She really was Adam's daughter. ''Mr. Lewison, no one has to know that I'm Adam's daughter." said Kate, shaking her head. "But, if you are Adam's daughter, shouldn't you be 30? Or 29?" "My mother had me with another man. Years later. But the man left her, so when I was born, she had my surname as 'Scott'. She was Adam's girlfriend. I grew up with my father's uncle. I never saw my mother." said Kate, hiding her face with her hood. "I'm sorry." Kate shrugged.

"Who's that?" snapped Hiroki, pointing at Kate. "Uhhh, my cousin's daughter." lied Raymond, avoiding Hiroki's eyes. Hiroki smiled at Kate and shook her hand. "Pleasure." "Right, you too."

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A group of high school friends balancing love, sexuality and school. While preparing for their examinations

She is too stubborn too achieve anything but failed miserably to achieve love in her life. Her family and the society make her weak. The words throw on her directly pierce in to her making her soul shatter. She is just like a broken glass which shattered into 'n' number of tiny pieces. From her childhood she only crave for love. Will she achieve, will she gain. Will her broken heart merge with love. 

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Henry longs to hear a woman call him daddy. When he sees Thea at a local bar he knows she is the perfect little for him. Henry will make Thea his little no matter what he has to do to get her. Will Thea be a compliant participant or will things go wrong?

I ran through the streets, scared. What the heck was that? I'm I sleeping? "Wake up Ziela". I hit myself severally on the face, willing myself to wake up from this bad dream. 

All of a sudden, an image appeared a distance away. It looked like a man clad in black and but I could clearly see the pointy edge horns on his head.

Scared, I skidded to a stop. I didn't understand why they were after me. 

I tried to run anywhere away from the monster but I couldn't move, my feet felt like they were being held down by a huge force. 

Hot tears slipped from my eyes as I thought of mom and dad. I was probably never going to see them again.

As he came close, I shut my eyes tight. Waiting....waiting for anything. 

'Mom, dad, I don't want to die'. I cried in my heart and almost instantly, a bright light shun. So bright that even with my eyes closed, I had to shield my eyes. 

When the light had died down, I slowly opened my eyes and what I saw was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen and at her feet, was the monster.

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