Disclaimer: I do not own the Fairly Oddparents. I also do not own Freddy or Jason or any of the plotlines from the movie or show. I only own this written piece of work and any characters I make up and put in the story.

Summary: This is basically a redo of the movie “Freddy vs. Jason” in Fairly Oddparents style. Timmy is not in this story, and even if he was I’d probably kill him of quickly or something just because I don’t like him. It will only concern Cosmo and Wanda as high school seniors, plus their friends and stuff. Instead of Elm St. it will be called Star St. If you have seen the movie “Freddy vs. Jason” then you basically know what will happen, it will just contain Cosmo and Wanda and other fairies. It will have Cosmo and Wanda fluff, but not that much because if all the gore and murder and stuff. The fluff will come when they’re saving each other from Freddy and from Jason. Note: this story will contain foul language, adult content, and a lot of blood and gore. So if you hate either of those things, you might want to not read or you still can. It’s all up to you.

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Fairy Freddy vs. Fairy Jason

Chapter 1

Placed in a cold dark, furnace steel-making building, an early quiet sensation is within the cement walls. A row of fire furnaces line the walls with just enough space for a little child to sit behind. In fact a little girl no older than six years old sits behind one of them. She is sitting holding her knees to her chest crying just a little. The furnace that she is sitting behind door open’s up and she hears an object being thrown in. It is her doll and her little practice wand. She now hears a turning metal wheel being used. She sees sparks fall to the ground; she realizes something is being sharpened. She is correct something is being sharpened. A dagger-knife claw that is the object of so many nightmares for the children of Star St is being sharpened just for the little girl, and she knows it. The man now putting on the claws that have taken so much innocent pure blood and his name is Freddy Kruger.

He knows the little fairy is hiding behind the furnace. He walks over to her and motions with his claw for her to come out. She obeys him, for she knows that there is no point in hiding anymore; that without knowing how to use magic, and him being an adult with full knowledge how to use his; she stood no chance. With a cold evil smile Freddy lifted up his claws and with a final shriek of terror from the little girl. Blood was spread on the walls and the floor. Freddy then walked over to his photo book, and lit a cigarette and then looked at the photo of the now dead fairy he just killed. He smiled an evil smile and licked the back of the photograph and put it in his memory book. In it he had dozens of photos of children he has murdered, along with every newspaper article that has told of the child killings and kidnappings. It was almost a full book.

“In the beginning it was a very basic operation. In the beginning it was my children that gave me my strength.”

“The street slasher, that’s what they called me.”

“I was never caught, but everybody knew it was me. Ha-ha”

“In the papers it said in the boldest print how a child murder was set free.”

“I love the American Judicial system.”

“I was in the clear. That is until the parents of all the children not to mention practical every parent and person that knew my name decided to take justice in they’re own hands.”

“They came and they used magic to hold me in my home. They then used the object of pain, the object of Hell itself to take their revenge.”

“They used fire to burn me. They said they were sending me on my first step to Hell.”

“I was burned alive that night.”

The parents of the town Oak shire stood surrounding the steel-making building containing Freddy Kruger. With their wands they sealed the monster inside so he couldn’t poof away or anything. He was trapped inside his self made child slaughter house. The parents used fire magic to surly kill Freddy. They threw in the magic fireballs start the blaze of flame. The fire spread very quickly. The parents were successful; Freddy Kruger was indeed killed in the fire.

“You know when I was alive; I may have been a little naughty.”

“But now that I’m dead, that’s when the fun really began!”

(Flashbacks-scenes of murder from Freddy’s previous murders)

Freddy in a nightmare of how a person’s skin was ripped off in places so hooks of chains and wires could be attached to the bare meat of the body. It was used like a puppet’s strings and Freddy was the puppeteer. The wires pulled the person apart until his fleshy fat and muscles just came of he fell fifty stories down off a building.

Another memory when Freddy trapped people inside his own body and only let their face come out but they were pieces of his own skin and they screamed of agonizing pain. He showed this to children and he let them just cry of fear and terror. That is until he went back to the basics and just used his claws to butcher them like pigs or rats.

Once he opened a hole in a kid’s bed and the bed ate him. The teeth were like that of a Great White Shark, and they bit and ate like the werewolves of the darker ages. It spit out the blood of the poor soul all over the roof of his room. This came out of the dream so the whole world could see every speck of blood that child had in his body but the only remains of the body were a few scrapes of skin and tiny chunks of flesh.

“Yes these were the best times.”

“It was the fear of my children that made me strong.”

“As long as they feared me I would never die.”

“Everything was great until they found out how to be un-afraid of me.”

“But that was ok because I still had others I could use to spread the fear.”

“But then they all forgot.”

“Oh being dead wasn’t a problem, but being forgotten; now that’s a bitch.”

“How can I come back if no body remembers? How can they all be afraid if nobody remembers?”

“I had to search the bowls of Hell.”

“But I finally found someone.”

“Someone that would make them remember.”

“Sure he’ll get the blood, but I’ll get the glory. Then, ha-ha, it’s comeback time bitch, ha-ha.”

(Crystal Lake-memory)

It is night at Crystal Lake and a woman of about 19 is getting undressed. She hears a noise.

“Mike, is that you?” she says showing her breasts fully exposed and jiggling them a little.”

No receives no answer.

“Fuck you then, I’m heading in.” She says taking her shirt off and her pants so she is completely naked.

She goes off and dives in the lake and starts swimming. She stops once she hears more noises.

“Mike! Come on this isn’t funny anymore.” She screams out into the darkness.

She now becomes very frightened and swims in a hurry out of the water and puts back on her button up shirt. She is still naked except for a now see-thru not-buttoned up shirt. She starts a run toward the car; the last place that she saw Mike. It was foggy in that area and there was a large figure standing in the fog. The woman did recognize the figure and upon realization, she screamed a blood-curling scream and started a frightened sprint in the opposite direction into the forest. She was so frightened that she forgot she could fly away or grab her wand and poof away.

She was in the woods and still in her frightened escape. At a point she eventually stopped her escape and looked around for him. She knew he is close, she knew that he followed her; she knew he wanted to kill her. She backed up and bumped into a large figure. The blood turned to ice in her veins and her heart stopped beating. SHE TURENED AND FACED! A large maple tree. With a breath of relive she walked past the tree over to the other side. On the other side however stood the one she feared, the one who everybody ran from; Jason. The shock was so big upon seeing him face to face she wasn’t even able to react to him pulling back his machete and thrusting it through her gut. She was now pinned up off the ground on the tree by a machete in her gut.

The blood rolled down her body as a stream does over a rock. Jason with his hockey mask on a still holding the machete turned his head slightly to the side and turned back. The dead body stuck to the tree lifted up and started talking, it said:

“I should have been watching them, not drinking, not meeting a boy at the lake.”

Then it molded into a new person Jason has killed in the past, and it said:

“I deserve to be punished.”

Then a third body came with a large slit open throat appeared, and it said:

“We all deserve to be punished.”

Jason then heard a familiar voice call his name and he turned around to see his mother.

“Jason; my special boy.” She said to him

“Do you know what your gift is sweetie.” She said to Jason

Jason never talks so he just looks at her and shakes his head at her.

“Your gift is that you can never die. No matter what they do to you, you can never die.” She said

“You’ve just been sleeping honey.”

“But now I need you to wake up. Your work isn’t finished yet honey.”

“I need you to go to Star St. the children have been very bad on Star St.”

“Now rise up Jason, rise up and make them remember.”

“Make the remember what fear tastes like”

The body of Jason’s mother then shifted to the scarred burned body of Freddy.

“Ha-ha, I have been away from my children for far too long.” Freddy said

In the woods lied a skeleton with body parts still decomposing. It was Jason. His heart began beating; his lungs began expanding and breathing. Jason then opened one of his eyes and then the other eye. Jason was alive! His body had re-grown back to its form. He had his arms, chest, legs and muscles back, along with everything else. Jason then rose to his feet, took up his machete and started for Star St. in Oak Shire. He was heading for the naughty children that he needed to punish.

Ok that is my first chapter. I want to know what the people reading this story think and if I should continue or not. Please Read and review, and tell how I can make this story better.