When their daughters run away from home, Freddy and Jason are forced to work together to find them. But can they do it without killing each other?

Because Jason and Michael are unable to speak, I have used different ways to describe their written dialogue. SN: This idea also came from Xilex90. I hope that she doesn't mind because she inspired me to write it like that.

BIU (Bold Italiac Underline):Jason

IU:Michael

This is my first story on here, so please take it easy on me because I'm still new on this site and I'm still learning how to use it. This is also my first Freddy and Jason story, so I will try to make it sound somewhat realistic.

Cheyenne Krueger walked to the park while her father, Freddy watched her from the window. When he couldn't see her anymore, he disappeared into his dream world.

Arianna Voorhees sighed. She wanted to go home, but her father, Jason was not there. He was working, killing people when they entered his territory and he had sent her to the park to play. He had promised that he would be back to pick her up when he got off.

Arianna was Jason's pride and joy. He had found her eight yrs. ago. She was in a basket and she was crying. At first, he tried to ignore her cries because he was chasing a naked girl with big breasts after he had killed her boyfriend. But Arianna's cries had distracted him and the girl had escaped. Growling under his mask, he stalked over to the crying child. He picked the baby up and she stopped crying. Jason stared at the child. She had short brown curly hair and hazel eyes. Her face was chubby. In fact, everything about her was chubby. She was an adorable baby. Holding her, Jason felt something that he thought that he would never feel again; love. He knew that he couldn't leave her. So he brought her back to Crystal Lake and his best friends, Michael Myers, Chucky and Tiffany Ray helped him take care of her.

"Hi, what's your name?" Cheyenne said as she walked in the park.

"Arianna. What's yours?" said Arianna.

"Cheyenne. Do you go to my school?

"No, I go to C.L. Elementary."

"Oh. Do you want to play with me?"

"Ok."

For the rest of the day, the little girls laughed and played in the park. When it began to get dark, Freddy came to get Cheyenne.

"Daddy!" she cried when she saw him. She ran to him almost knocking him over.

He picked her up and kissed her on the cheek. "Hi, princess." he said with a smile.

She giggled." Daddy, your lips tickle!" she cried, laughing.

"Well, I can always do that." said Freddy. He began to tickle her, making her shriek with laughter.

Watching their interaction with each other made Arianna feel left out.

"Oh, daddy I want you to meet my new friend, Ari. Ari, this is my daddy, Freddy Krueger." Cheyenne stated casually.

"It's nice to meet you, Ari." he said.

"It's nice to meet you too, Mr. Krueger." she said.

"Please call me Freddy. Everybody else does." he stated.

"Ok."

He turned to Cheyenne. "Let's go, princess."

"Bye, Cheyenne." Arianna said sadly.

"Daddy, can Ari come with us?" asked Cheyenne.

"I don't –"Freddy began.

"Please?" she begged.

"Cheyenne, I think that her parents are coming to get her." he stated.

"Actually, my daddy is coming to get me after he gets off work." Arianna said.

"When does he get off?" asked Freddy.

"I dunno. He works all of the time." replied Arianna.

"Please, Daddy?" Cheyenne begged again.

Needless to say, she was a spoiled brat and she got whatever she wanted because Freddy loved her too much to say no to her.

"Ok. Let's go, girls." he said.

"Yayyyy!" they yelled.

3 hrs. later

Freddy walked in the living room and sat down in his favorite recliner.

"Ahhhh!" he said as he kicked back in the chair. He had returned earlier from the dream world after killing some careless teenagers, who had fallen asleep. He had so much fun doing it. Some people just don't fucking learn.

Upstairs, Cheyenne and Arianna laughed and screamed as they jumped on her bed.

Freddy sighed as he listened to them. He looked at the clock. It was nine o'clock. He got up and walked upstairs. He went to Cheyenne's door and knocked on the door.

"Arianna, you need to call your father and let him know where you are." he stated and went back downstairs.

"Ok." she said.

"Here you can use my phone." Cheyenne stated, handing her blackberry.

"Thanks. I'm gonna text him." said Arianna. She texted a quick message to Jason, letting him know where she was. "Now we can keep playing."

Jason felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He was annoyed because he was getting ready to kill another stupid teenager, who had trespassed in his territory. He growled in annoyance as he reached in his pocket and pulled out the phone. His blood boiled as he read the text from Arianna. He stalked out of the woods. He walked to the road and stood there and almost got hit by a car. But the driver slammed on the brakes at the last minute.

"What the fuck do-"the man began only to get interrupted by Jason, who snatched him out of the car.

Then he chopped his head off with his machete. Jason got in the car and roared down the road. As he drove, the only thing that he could think about was getting his daughter away from that SOB, Freddy. It was no secret that he and Freddy were mortal enemies and they had vowed to finish each other off if they ever saw each other again. Jason did not want Arianna around Freddy or his daughter, Cheyenne. If she wanted a friend, she could to talk to Glen/Glenda or whatever the fuck Chucky's and Tiffany's kid was.

2 hrs. later

Jason pulled up in Freddy's driveway. He cut the engine. He grabbed his machete and got out of the car, slamming the door behind him. He stormed up to Freddy's porch and banged on the door, not bothering to ring the doorbell.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Freddy grumbled. He walked to the door and opened it. But he soon wished that he hadn't when he saw Jason.

"What the fuck are you doing here, hockey punk?!" he growled. He immediately changed back to his true form.

For a reply, Jason tried to cut his head off with his machete. At that moment, Arianna came running down stairs followed by Cheyenne. ", Hi, Daddy!" she shouted.

Freddy whipped his head around to look at her. "You mean that she's your kid?!" he said incredulously.

Jason tried to attack him again, but Arianna grabbed his arm. "Daddy, what are you doing? Stop!"

Jason was even more pissed off. It was bad enough that she was at Krueger's house. To make matters worse, she wouldn't let him kill the SOB. He pointed at her and the doorway.

"But, Daddy-"

He glared at her.

She sighed. "Yes, sir. Bye, Cheyenne."

"Bye." said Cheyenne.

Freddy glared at his daughter. "Cheyenne, go upstairs." he told her, not taking his eyes off of Jason.

"But, Daddy-"

"Now!" he roared.

She ran upstairs.

"Now you oversized goalie. I didn't have any idea that she was your kid and if I did, she would have never been welcomed in my home. But it seems like we both agree on something. So I'll make you a deal. You keep your kid away from mine and I'll do the same thing. Deal?" Freddy stated and held out his ungloved hand.

Jason nodded.

"Good. Now get the fuck off of my property before I kill you!" Freddy growled and slammed the door in Jason's face.

After Jason was gone, Freddy sighed and sat down in his recliner. He was shaking, but not from fear. It was fury. He wanted to go after Jason and finish him off once and for all. And he would have done it if it had not been for Cheyenne and Arianna. They were the only reason that Momma's Boy was still allowed to breathe another day. Now he had to tell Cheyenne that she could never talk to Arianna ever again.

"Daddy?" Cheyenne said timidly as she walked downstairs.

"I don't want you to play with that kid ever again. Do you understand?" Freddy stated coldly.

"But she's my friend!" she yelled.

"Cheyenne Jade, this is not up for discussion. You are not going to talk to her again. Do you understand?" Freddy stated in a voice that brooked no argument.

Tears ran down her face and she nodded. She knew that he meant what he had said. She turned and ran upstairs to her room.

Meanwhile at the Voorhees home

"Arianna, I mean what I said." Jason wrote on his slate.

"That's not fair. Why can't I be friends with Cheyenne?!" yelled Arianna.

Jason sighed and erased what he wrote earlier. "Because she's Krueger kid!"

"So what? What does that have to do with me?" Arianna demanded.

"Because I'm your father and I said so, young lady."

She rolled her eyes in annoyance. "That's so unfair!"

"Life's unfair. Deal with it."

"Just because you don't like her daddy, you are going to make me-"

"Arianna that is enough. I don't want to talk about this anymore."

"I think that you are a big meanie because you are making me lose the only real friend that I ever had." she stated sullenly.

"That's not true and you know it because you'll always have me, Uncle Michael, Uncle Chucky, Aunt Tiffany, Uncle Leather face and Glen/Glenda."

"It's not the same and you know it. Oh just forget it because you don't get it and I don't think that you ever will!" she cried angrily.

Jason growled, showing that he was starting to get frustrated with her. "Arianna, I said that is enough! You will stay away from Cheyenne Krueger and that is final! This conversation is over. Now go get ready for bed!"

Arianna burst into tears. "I hate you!" she yelled and ran out of the room.

"ARIANNA GABRIELLE VOORHEES, COME BACK HERE!"

It was times like this that Jason wished that he wished that he could talk. He threw the slate across the room and covered his face with his hands.

Even though their fathers ordered them to stay away from each other,Cheyenne and Arianna refused to listen to them. And they texted each other every day. The girls did not think that it was fair that they should be punished because their fathers hated each other. To make matters worse, they didn't even know why Freddy and Jason hated each other. But they were determined to find out.

"Uncle Michael?" Arianna said.

"Yes?"

"Can you tell me why Daddy hates Freddy so much?" she asked.

Michael cringed inwardly at this question. He had tried to warn Jason that the day would come when Arianna would want to know why he hated Freddy so much.

"Did you ask your father?"

Arianna shot him a dirty look.

"Of course you did."

"So will you tell me?" she asked.

Michael sighed. He was just getting ready to tell her when Jason walked in the room.

"Daddy!" cried Arianna. No matter how angry she got with him. She still loved her daddy. She ran over to him and hugged him, ignoring the funk rolling off of him.

"Hey, Jay we were just talking about you."

Jason narrowed his eyes. "Oh yeah? What were you talking about?"

"Uncle Michael was just getting ready to tell me why you hate Freddy so much." Arianna stated.

"Arianna, I thought that we had already talked about this."

(Pretty funny, huh? Considering the fact that Jason and Michael don't talk.)

"We did, but that still-"

"Arianna."

"But, Daddy-"

"No, buts, young lady. I am your father and what I say goes."

"Daddy, that's –"

Jason growled. "Arianna Gabrielle Voorhees, what did I just say?!"

Arianna sighed. She knew that when he used her full name that there was no point arguing with him anymore. But she would still have the last word and she yelled, "Fine! But I still think that you are a big meanie!"

With that, she ran to her room and slammed the door.

Jason turned to Michael and folded his arms.

"Jay, I know what you are going to say. But don't you think that you should tell her about what went down between you and Krueger?"

"No!"

"She doesn't understand why you won't let her play with Cheyenne. And if you don't tell her, I will."

"Like hell you will!"

"She has a right to know, Jay. Besides who's to say that Cheyenne is just like her father."

"Trust me. She's his kid. She is just like him."

"And how do you know that?"

"Look, I'm getting fucking sick and tired of fucking repeating myself! Arianna is not playing with that SOB's kid! I don't want to talk about this anymore! Do you understand?!"

"I understand perfectly. The only one who doesn't understand is Arianna."

"I'm going out. Watch Arianna." Jason stormed to the door and slammed it behind him.

Unlike Jason, Freddy decided to tell Cheyenne why he didn't want her to have anything to do with Arianna especially after she kept bothering him about it. He watched her as she colored in her The Little Mermaid coloring book.

"Princess?" he said.

She looked up at him.

"I'm going to explain to you why you can never talk to Arianna ever again." he stated.

She put her crayons down and waited for him to continue.

"Before you were born, I was trapped in hell. I wanted to go back to the dream world, but I couldn't because the children on Elm Street had forgotten about me. So I had to search the bowels of hell to make them remember me and I found Jason. I decided that I would use him to make them remember me again." Freddy said, smiling. As he talked to her, a look of nostalgia appeared on his face. "Tricking him was so easy." he continued, deliberately leaving out the part where he had used Pamela Voorhees to wake Jason up. "And he did what I told him to do. My children remembered me again and that's when the fun begun! But then the hockey punk got carried away. He rebelled against me and he kept killing my children instead doing what I told him to do. I only told him kill a few of them and go back to where he came from! Well, I couldn't let him get with that! I had to put him to sleep for good. So we started fighting, a fight that he won. I vowed that if I ever saw him again that I would get my revenge!"

"So let me get this straight, because Jason beat you that's why you won't let me talk to Arianna." Cheyenne stated, exasperated.

"That's right and I'm not gonna change my mind!"

"That's not fair!" she yelled, blue eyes flashing.

Freddy stared at her. She was the exact replica of him when he was a human with her long light brown hair, tanned skin, and sparkling blue eyes.

"Too bad. Because you are going to do what I say."

"But, Daddy-"

"Cheyenne Jade, this discussion is over."

"Why? Because you say so?" she retorted.

At that moment, Freddy felt a disturbance in his dream world. "I don't have time for this! I have to go!" he snarled.

He disappeared into the dream world to go torture and kill another victim.

After he left, Cheyenne gathered her things and stomped up to her room. She slammed the door. It was so unfair! She didn't understand why she had to be punished just because Freddy hated Jason. She flopped down on her bed. She stared at the ceiling. Suddenly a light bulb went off in her head. She sat up and picked up her phone.

"Hello?" said Arianna.

"Arianna, it's me." said Cheyenne.

"Oh, hi. I can't talk long. My daddy doesn't want me to talk to you."

"My daddy is the same way. But you know what? I don't care. And I'm gonna tell you what we are going to do."

"What?"

"Pack your things because we are running away." Cheyenne stated, grimly.

"Cheyenne, I can't do that. It will break my daddy's heart and I don't want to do that to him."

Cheyenne sighed. "Do you think that I want to do it? But what choice do we have? They will never let us play with each other again if we stay. So we have to do this." Cheyenne stated adamantly.

"But where will we go?" asked Arianna.

"I don't know and it doesn't matter where we go. We have to move quickly, so pack your things. We have to move before my daddy comes back." Cheyenne stated and hung up.

Arianna sighed. She didn't want to run away. But she knew that Cheyenne was right. If they stayed, Freddy and Jason would never let them play together. Let alone talk to each other. She walked over to her drawers and started to pack her clothes. When she was done, she put them in her backpack and zipped it up. She opened the door and peeked around the corner. Michael was sleeping in a chair, but she didn't see Jason anywhere. She figured that he was still out killing people to blow off some steam after their fight. She walked in the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator and grabbed some food. Then she put in her backpack and zipped it up. Then she tiptoed back in the living room. Michael was still sleeping. Arianna sighed as she looked at him. She kissed him on the cheek.

"Goodbye, Uncle Michael I love you." she whispered. She walked to the front door. She started to open it. But she changed her mind and looked back at her sleeping uncle.

"Tell Daddy that I love him." she whispered. She opened the door and slipped out into the night. Then she ran down the road.

2 hrs. later

Freddy walked upstairs. He was in a good mood. He had a great time, killing teenagers in his arcade of death and he couldn't wait to tell Cheyenne. She was always interested in his tales of gore. He knocked on her door.

"Princess?" he said. He walked in the room. He pulled back the covers and his eyes widened in shock because she was not in the bed. Before he ran out of the room, he saw the note that she had left for him. He picked it up and read it.

Daddy,

I love you. But I think that you are being so unfair to me by not letting me talk to Arianna. So I have decided to run away. Don't look for me because you will never find me.

Goodbye forever,

Cheyenne

Freddy crumpled up the note and threw it in the garbage. He ran downstairs and out of the house.

Jason dragged the girl in the gold sleeping bag back to his cabin. She was screaming as he dragged her. He was going to kill her. But he changed his mind. He was tired and he decided that he would kill her in the morning. He opened the door. He dragged the girl into a closet and shoved her into it. Then he closed the door. He was just getting ready to go to his room when he heard banging on his door.

"Open this fucking door, Voorhees!" Freddy yelled.

WTF?! Jason stormed over to the door, pausing to pick up his machete. This time he would finish what he started. He opened the door and swung his machete, but Freddy ducked and barged into the cabin.

"Where's my daughter?!" he roared.

Jason looked at him like he had lost his mind. He picked up his slate and wrote, "What the hell are you talking about?"

"YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I'M FUCKING TALKING ABOUT! NOW WHERE IS SHE?!" Freddy screamed.

"I said that I don't know what you are talking about. And if you don't leave, I'm gonna split you in two!"

"I'd like to see you try it, Momma's boy." Freddy sneered.

"Don't tempt me, Krueger. Leave!"

"No."

Jason swung at him again, but Freddy kneed him in the family jewels, causing Jason to drop the machete. Freddy was getting ready to attack him with his glove when Michael woke up and put him a headlock. Freddy twisted and hissed, but he could not break his hold. Michael picked him up and threw him across the room. Freddy hit the bookcase and was out like a light. Then Michael turned to Jason.

"What's going on?" he wrote on his slate.

"I don't know. He came here, demanding to know where his daughter is like I would know."

"His daughter is missing?"

"I don't know. I guess so."

"Maybe Arianna knows where she is. Maybe you should wake her up and ask her."

Jason glared at him. He walked over to the closet, where he had stashed the girl, who was still screaming. He dragged her outside. He walked over to a tree and used her body like a baseball bat. The girl fell out of the sleeping bag dead at his feet. After he killed her, he went back in the cabin. Now I'm gonna get rid of Krueger.

"Jay, don't you think that you should wake Arianna up?"

"No."

"Fine. I'll do it." Michael walked in her room, only to run out seconds later.

"What?"

"She's gone!"

"What do you fucking mean that she's gone?!" Jason ran in the room. He growled when he saw that it was empty and Arianna's drawers were open. It was so obvious what had happened and it didn't take a rocket scientist to see that she had ran away.

Jason picked up his machete and went on a rampage in the cabin while Michael tried to stop him.