My Little Slasher: Freddy vs Jason

Starlight had spent the last three hours readying the casting room for a new spell. It wasn't the fact she was doing a new spell that concerned Twilight, but rather how long she'd been preparing the casting room. What kind of spell is she going to cast that she needs so much time to prepare? Twilight wondered as she waited for her student to exit the room and invite her in to observe. Suddenly the casting room door swung open, and Twilight was greeted by Starlight, a semi-exhausted look in her face.

"Okay," Starlight said, still panting a bit, "I think the casting room's ready." She ushered Twilight in with haste, and shut the doors rather loudly.

"Alright Starlight," Twilight asked, "what exactly is this spell you've 'made'?"

"It's a bit hard to explain," Starlight responded, a look of worry spreading across her face. "But to sum it up, it's essentially supposed to bring in one or more great beings from either the past, or another dimension." Twilight's eyes opened wide at Starlight's response.

"A spell that summons a being from the past, or another realm?" Twilight said, dumbfounded by the idea. "Starlight, if this works, it could be the biggest discovery in the history of Equestrian magic!" Gleeful grins spread across both of their faces. While Twilight was excited by the prospect of her student making such an incredible leap in magical advancement, Starlight was just happy that Twilight wasn't mad at her for trying such a thing.

The two mares walked towards the center of the casting room, the large, marble-lined circle in the center rife with fresh markings. These were presumably part of the script that Starlight had needed to create to perform the spell. They were written in a mixture of Ancient Equestrian, Draconian, and Griffin scripts, each one both distinct and indistinguishable from the rest of the script.

Starlight moved to the edge of the circle. Her horn began flaring with magic as she read out the text around the circle. Each individual word lighting up as she enunciated their syllables.

"O magnum esse, audite me; תקשיב לרצוני ותבוא מהעולם שלך; Я, Starlight Glimmer, вызывать вы- слушать и подчиняться! Veni ל меня!"

Camp Crystal Lake, Cunningham County, New Jersey

Cassie held her breath as the masked killer walked around the cabin. Did he know where she was? No, not a he- there was no way that...thing was human, in any sense of the word. What it had done to her friends...to Kenny...no human should be able to do those kinds of things. Not even strongmen.

Her thoughts were cut short when she saw it looking at her through the peephole in the wardrobe. The black and lifeless holes it presumably had in place of eyes had been combing the whole area. It was looking for something. No, not something... it was looking for her and nothing else.

Her breathing became more frantic as it approached. Its heavy footsteps echoed in the wooden cabin. It bent over. Cassie realized that the thing was now staring right back at her through the peephole.

It knew.

It knew she was in there.

She began to pant harder than she had the whole night. Maybe if she was lucky it would move on and try to find one of the others. Wait...the body it had dragged in with it...Jacob. If Jacob was dead...so was everyone else.

Her friends were gone.

Her brother was gone.

Her boyfriend was gone.

She was the only one left.

She had been preparing for such an event. It didn't make it any easier though. She thought of her friends, her brother, and Kenny. All of them had been having a great time that day. Until nightfall came.

It had started with a scream that ripped through the forest and the camp. All of Cunningham County probably heard it. She had been the one to find Anna's body after it happened. She had been completely mangled. Her body was in three parts, with blood and entrails flowing everywhere around them.

She tried not to think about it. The more she tried though, the more the memories of what she'd seen kept coming back to her.

Kenny was the second to go. He was a great guy in all actuality. He certainly didn't deserve to have his body impaled on the column of a bird bath.

She finally managed to force the thoughts out of her mind. She looked out of the peephole again.

It was gone.

Well it wasn't looking back at her through the peephole at least. Just when she was starting to feel safe...it came back.

It had an ax this time.

She could see the hockey-mask wearing thing raise the ax over its head and bring it down in one swift motion. The ax's impact shook the whole wardrobe. She looked up where it had hit above her head.

It was stuck. The ax was stuck in the wardrobe.

Right as she was about to let out a sad chuckle, the creature's hand shot out and ripped her from the wooden wardrobe. Splinters and chunks of wood flew as it threw Cassie to the ground.

She started to scream.

She started to beg.

She started to plead.

Then she realized it was no use. This thing...this monster...it was going to kill her here. She cried- she wasn't ready to die yet. She was only twenty-one! She couldn't die yet! She wasn't supposed to!

The creature looked at her through the cold, unfeeling, lifeless blackness of the hockey mask. Its gaze was as stony and heartless as it was terrifying.

Its arm moved towards its side.

It pulled a large machete from the hip of its pants. The machete was stained with the blood of her friends. The blood of her brother. The blood of her boyfriend. All of them had, in some way, ended up meeting the monster's machete.

Then a terrifying realization shocked Cassie's mind: this was no creature. It was no monster either.

The thing that had killed her friends, her brother, her boyfriend, and was about to kill her...

It was nothing less than a demon.

The machete raised up. Then it came back down.

It was an inch away from her face when something that could only be described as being miraculous happened. There was a flash of blue light from the demon, and then...

Nothing.

It was gone.

1428 Elm Street, Potsdam, New York

"Here we are, Nancy! Back together at last- just like old times!"

Freddy's voice echoed throughout the house. Well the burning remains of the house anyway. Nancy could hardly hold herself together long enough to even think of a response.

"Go to Hell, Krueger!" was the only thing that came out of her mouth. It wasn't quite what she'd planned to say, but it was close enough.

At least she wasn't going to die like a coward.

Through the flames raging in the basement, Nancy could just barely make out the silhouette of her killer. Freddy Krueger.

She'd already tried the trick from the first time she'd beaten Freddy, and it hadn't worked. You can't just say you take back the power you gave to Freddy Krueger- it doesn't work like that. He feeds off fear, and off belief.

Krueger began advancing towards her through the flames. It was impossible to stop him now that he had so much fear to feed off of. Nancy had let herself be scared by Freddy, and now that he had a grip on her mind, there was nothing she could do or say to rip her out of her fear.

She was hopeless. The only things that ran through her mind were the memories of her husband and her little boy. Krueger had tortured them both for months leading up to their deaths. Her son hadn't gotten to dream about the dinosaurs he always did when he died. Krueger had taken that from him.

The fear in her body started to get overtaken by another emotion.

Rage.

She picked a busted pipe up off of the floor, and charged at her tormentor with it.

She bashed him in every spot she could think of, but there was practically no effect. Krueger barely flinched with each hit. He grunted once or twice, but that was all the response she could get out of him.

She felt the knives go through her chest and pierce her heart. She felt the blood streaming down her front onto Krueger's disgusting hand and forearm.

"That wasn't very nice, Nancy," Freddy said, his voice deep and terrifying. "Now say sorry, young lady!"

"F...fuck...you...Krueger..."

Before he could respond, Freddy's body began to erupt in bright blue spots. He felt his flesh parting as Nancy's life faded away. For the first time, he was scared.

Frederick Charles Krueger, the notorious child murderer, the Elm Street Killer, the Dream Killer, was scared. The idea dawned on him that his presence- his existence- was connected to Nancy's life.

"Ha...ha....h.....a......" Nancy's life ended just after she got to see and hear Freddy screaming his head off as his body finally faded into the blue lights coming from the holes in his skin.

At least she wasn't going to die cold.

Casting Room, Princess Twilight's Castle, Ponyville

"Well Starlight," Twilight said, trying to cheer Starlight up, "at least you didn't destroy anything."