6 teams of 6

Okay just one more turn till i solve this. Mat said anxiously. Mat had just gotten out of a relationship and had been in a bar drowning his sorrows in beer, when a stranger had gifted him with a strange puzzle cube, the stranger had said that if the cube was solved Mat would receive a special prize, Mat was just about to solve the puzzle when, CLICK CLICK.

I wouldn't if I were you, friend. a muscular man said holding his sawed off shotgun to Mat's head. not unless you literally want to go to hell.

Who are you. Mat said with fear lining his voice. what do you want from me, the safe behind the painting, take anything you want.

Take it easy friend, I don't want your money, I just want to stop you from doing something you'll regret. The man said calmly. As for my name you can call me The Ash, now shut up and hand me the Cube.

Why do you want it. Mat said timidly.

I don't. Ash said with authority. The first thing I'm gonna do with it is seal it in concrete, the next thing I'm gonna do is throw it in a lake. I don't know what the dicker who gave you this told you, but he lied, that thing is a portal to a sort of purgatory, trust me, I'm doing you a favor.

Just then 4 figures blasted through the windows. One was wearing a denim jumpsuit swell as a white William Shatner mask and was wielding two large steak knives. Another had on a leather jacket a flannel shirt, jeans with overalls, and a hockey mask, he was wielding a broad machete. The third was dress in a bloody suit and tie and a mask made of tanned human skin that was sewn up in random criss-cross if stitches, his weapon of choice was a Chainsaw, the forth was in a red and green sweater, blue jeans, and a ragged and burned fedora, his weapon was by far the most unique, a clawed glove on his left hand, the most disturbing thing about him was his face, it was burned beyond recognition of it previous look.

HEY. a voice called out from outside. Can one of you insensitive pricks help me inside, I'm too short to do it myself.

Oh GOD DAMN IT CHUCKY. The man in the fedora yelled in rage. Leatherface go get the doll.

The man with the leather mask walked over to a window and reached down through it and picked up a ginger doll in toddler's pajamas, who's face was horrible scared and sewn up,

OW, not the hair, NOT THE HAIR. the Doll named Chucky yelled in pain. How many times do I have to tell you guys not to pick me up by my hair.

What do you mean you GUYS. The Scared man said back. Michael, Jason, and I understand it perfectly, it's Leatherface who you need to keep reminding.

WHO THE FUCK ARE THEY. Mat screamed in terror.

Slashers. Ash said in a foreboding voice. as he revved up his Chainsaw hand and Charged toward the group.

The man with the hockey mask blocked Ash's attack with his machete, Chucky then Leaped toward Ash with a steak knife in hand but was quickly blasted back out the window by Ash's shotgun.

To Chucky gave a exaggerated. FUCK.

Chucky was getting to his feet when he felt his hand brush by something, suddenly a red ring appeared around the house teleporting everyone inside to another dimension.

Noble Six opened his eyes, he had just recently had his chest stabbed by multiple Elite energy swords, but now he was in God knows were surrounded my weapon racks from both the Covenant and U.N.S.C. armories, he turned to his side to find a brand new Prototype Mark V helmet an exact identical to the one he just lost, he casually put it on.

Well well well. a familiar voice said from behind him. look who decided to join the party, how's it going Six.

Six turned his head to see his fallen teammates,

Jorge, Kat, Carter, Emile. Six said in disbelief, What the hell are you guys doing here, i saw you all-

Die. Carter finish Six's sentence. Come on Six, you know Spartans never die,

Suddenly Jun appeared out of thin air and yelled. FUCKING JACKALS.

And that makes Six, Emile said sarcastically.

Hey does anyone else see the SlipSpace vortex over there. Jun said in confusion and worry.

The team turned to where Jun was pointing, and were quickly sucked into the portal in question.

The Group casually walked into the T.A.R.D.I.S., recounted their most recent adventure.

That was absolutely insane. Dan said with a excited voice.

I didn't even know the DeathClaws were originally created from chameleons. Hank said with general surprise.

As long as there not trying to rip my face off, i don't care about them. The Courier said neutrally.

So, where to next Cyrene. Ariana said reloading her Anti-material riffle.

I think we should just let Jordan decide where we go next. Cyrene said brushing her ginger hair out of her face.

Oh not this again. The Courier said smacking his face. He's a voice in your head Cyrene, a very funny, and resourceful voice that helps us in a pinch, but a voice nun the less, he can't fly the T.A.R.D.I.S.

HEY. a little man riding on Cyrene's shoulder yelled. I can also take physical form because of Cyrene's physic dragon soul Powers,

Jordan frowned and said in a Russian accent. but he's right I cannot fly the T.A.R.D.I.S. I am to small and nimble like a chicken nugget from Johnny ghost's McDonald's restaurant that closed about thirty six times and was burned down when he could not sell it.

Okay well then, I guess we just sit here and think of something to do. Cyrene said sadly. she the looked over to Dan who was chugging down a bottle of whiskey she then panicked and said. wait Dan, what doing, you can drink alcohol in here, The telepathic field will get the T.A.R.D.I.S. drunk.

Her words of caution fell on deaf ears sadly for Dan was already very, VERY, drunk, which meant the T.A.R.D.I.S. was just as drunk as he was. The Ship shook violently as it took off, when it landed it was a mess, Books were thrown about, the console was on fire in a few places, and the Group was on the ground most due to motion sickness with the exception of Dan. He was on the floor due to his Drunkenness. As if to add insult to injury, the T.A.R.D.I.S. then teleported the group to random places within a 100 mile radius, Just to be a Troll.

The young boy ran through the Dark woods, when he looked over his shoulder, he saw that he had gained now ground from the six killers, the one closest to him being the man in the tan jacket and White mask. Close behind was the thing in the orange hoodie,. Followed by a pail kid with goggles and a bandana over his mouth who was now wielding a pair of Hatchets , a girl who's face was all stitched up with one of her eyes being replaced by a pocket watch, a girl with bleached skin that was contrasted by her being dressed in all black to match her black eyes and lip stick, and a Kid who looked like a combination of the movie version of the Joker and a hipster mime.

Not looking where he was going he ran into something, He then looked up to see a tall faceless man in a black suit and tie, the Creature pick up the boy with long tentacles which he used to snap the boy's neck.

Well done. the Slender-man said while cutting the boy open with his bare hands, now leave me to my work. The six teens walk off into the forest.

God damn it,. Jeff said in a mildly pissed off tone. Why the hell does Slender always steal our well earned kills, I mean seriously am I the only one pissed off about that, I didn't kill people for five years, just to end but having to work for some stickman.

Jeff. Masky said not wanting to hear his teammate bitch about not being able to kill what he hunted. You can kill on your own time, we all can a few stolen kills aren't gonna hurt your reputation, especially since no one even knows the slender man is real.

Shut the hell up you tackling wimp. Jeff said with anger. You never even killed anything before, You don't know how it feels, the feeling of when the victims body fall limp and slip away from this life, ah pure bliss.

That is, disturbingly poetic Jeff. Clockwork said her voice filled with both awe and respect. personally I just kill because I like seeing people in pain.

I just kill people so Jeff can't kill them. Jane said casually.

The only people I've ever killed was my dickhead dad, and the bullies from school. Toby said with enjoyment.

They all looked at Hoodie, but then they remembered he could only speak in binary code, with latin being only a second language.

The hell is that. Jeff said pointing to a gathering of large rocks that resembled stonehenge.

Hm, oh those are just slender's portal stones. Masky replied. he hasn't used them in ages since they're unpredictable.

Jeff ran off toward the stones yelling. NO LIFE BUT YOLO.

Oh God damn it, Didn't you just hear me, STOP. Masky yelled out to Jeff,

Jeff however had already jumped into the rock inadvertently creating a vortex that pulled the other into what ever world their friend jumped into.

The Storm Raged on over the ocean as the monsters battled under the waves, The Shark Beast was monstrously ruthless, but the lizard king stood strong, meanwhile on the ocean's surface the five team members were trying to stabilize the vortex.

Craven any luck. Nick said trying to stay as calm as possible. His compatriot was doing the exact opposite.

No Im not having any luck. Craven yelled franticly. Im trying to use alien technology lightyears ahead of our time, to close a portal that goes who knows where.

It's gonna be one of those days isn't it. Nick said to himself he then turned to his crew and said. Randy tie everything down, Kelsey try to calm down Craven, Moniqe hows Godzilla doing.

Not Good. A French woman said in a worried voice. The Creature is a bit more maneuverable in water.

Just then the two monsters burst out of the water, the Shark tried to flee but Godzilla grabbed it by the tail and proceeded to burn it alive with his green fire breath, The giant lizard looked down at his dead foe and let out a roar of victory, It was at this point the water spout appeared sucking the crew the boat and the monster into the vortex.