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Chapter 8 - Part I Chapter 7: The Hunt (4)

Ray opened his eyes widely, and forced himself to get out of the ground, which he successfully did, but sacrifices his left hand for it.

Then, he was shot in the back of the head, with Hannah holding a rifle head-point

"Stop... this mess already... Ray... you've done enough for your family... have some rest..."

Ray heard her sister's voice in Hannah, but hesitated to kill her, even though he would immediately do it.

"Yeah... Ray, stop this bloodshed you've caused, you have done good enough for them."

Ray sees Thomas as his Brother, also hesitating to kill him, but glanced at Marre, which became the main target, he charged forward with his machete, slicing her arm off clean, while breathing heavily inside.

"Ahh..."

She closes her eyes by herself, before her death.

Thomas was infuriated by this, and grabbed a sharp knife, slicing Ray nonstop, as if he's beyond grief.

"Fine... if you can't stop, i'll have to fight you to the death."

Ray looked at Thomas, swinged his machete, barely missing his arm.

"Well that's a problem... GET THE KID OUT OF HERE HANNAH!"

Hannah, nodded, before going inside the house as Thomas keeps Ray busy.

"Oh well... i already have set a plan to finally lock you off for good."

Thomas stabs his left eye, catching his attention to him, afterwards, he ran, with Ray pulling out and throwing the Knife, following him behind with frustration.

Thomas grabbed a nearby rock, and throwing it with full force at his mask, almost breaking it open.

"Come on, wanna box?"

He pulls out a boxing stance, so Ray accepted this, stabbing the solid ground with his machete and clutching his fists.

"Heh, i knew you'd have balls."

Thomas goes with a uppercut, Ray dodged it with ease, than along with a side-kick, he also avoided it, following a brutal punch, but Ray punched his Stomach, sending him flying into the air for a few seconds before bracing impact.

Ray pulled the Machete out of the ground, and slowly walked towards him. Thomas pulls out a glock, and repeatedly shoots him without hesitation, it was no good.

Throwing the glock, he pulled out an axe, which he threw with precision and stabbed Ray's left hand, but didn't fully decapitate it.

Then, Hannah ran towards Ray fron behind, and chaining his neck, strangling him with such force no human can handle.

"For our fallen friends..."

"And our family!..."

They both stabbed him when he was chained to a metal pole, ending his 'life'.

They exhaled deeply, with Ray finally 'dead' they could now live a life they wanted without a killer bothering them.

The sirens arrives.

After a week, Ray was confirmed 'deceased' by the doctors, hearing no pulse from his heart nor his arm.

"He's dead, it's confirmed, we just need to study his blood and his body."

Taking off all the bullets and transplanting his face, they also placed his old hockey mask, along with the new one, a replica of the old one but fixed.

Then, his heart started beating, which scared the doctor, he lifted his own body, staring at the doctor and some surgeons in the room, grabbing the new hockey mask and putting it on.

"Uh... sir?"

Ray grabbed a sharp scalpel, and cuts the surgeons larynx, making them bleed both ob the neck and mouth, ending their lives painfully.

Staring at all the doctors and surgeons in the room, they desperately tried to escape, but it was suddenly locked.

"What the?, it's... it's locked!"

Ray stared at them with a deadly look at their faces, he planned this all along by himself, his own heart not beating was one of his quirks, as he does not feel pain.

"Thanks for fixing my face."

Ray talked, with a Extremely, deep voice, due to his adam's apple sliced by an assassin before.

Afterwards, he did not hesitate to murder all the people in the surgery room, with over 12 doctors dead.

He barged out of the room, terrifying the doctors and nurses around, and leaving their patients, but Ray ignored the patients, instead, he went for the doctors and nurses, with the reddish scalpel in his eyes.

Looking at a chair, a picked up a white glove, looking at his stitched hands, he wore it, making him feel more comfortable holding a weapon.

Killing anyone on sight, he didn't stop rampaging on the Hospital, until a expert axe thrower, named Samuelson, heared a noise, grabbing both of his sharp axes and running towards the sound.

He faced Ray, now a little shorter due to the surgery, but yet talling over 6'7.

Until he spotted Samuelson, and walked towards him with tight grip in the scalpel, Samuel threw one fo the axes, barely even hitting his neck, but the next axe throw sent him falling to the slippery ground of the hospital, lunged deep in his humerus, but just pulled it out casually, throwing it back, hitting the nurse from behind by a headshot, and standing back up.

"This is no human..."

Samuel ran outside the hospital, as Ray activated the fire alarm, and burning the entire place down without a care.

A Few Months Later...

"Today in Wisconsin news, a Hospital is burned down by a mysterious, supernatural man who probably looks like a serial killer out from a movie!"

"In today news, we'll be talking about–" "On this news, we'll be breaking down–"

Thomas turned the tv off, exhaling deeply.

"That bastard Ray was still alive...?"

Hannah, feeding their baby, glanced at Thomas with sympathy, and a little bit of anger towards Ray.

"I guess... he's been a durable human isn't he?"

Thomas looked at Hannah, drinking his coffee with a cold tone.

"He's no human, he's a monster, a monster who is able to copy Jason Voorhees so perfectly accurate."

Hannah just nodded quietly, before carrying the baby into her arms and walking off outside the town.

Meanwhile Thomas was sipping his coffee, with a tired, and distressed eye.

"I swear Ray... i'll come and get you, and finally... seriously, end this warp of a hell hole."

He stood up, walking upstairs, and changing his suit, preparing to solo and face on Ray for the last time, Hannah was worried about this.

"Are you sure you really want to face Ray for the last time...?, you might die..."

Thomas kissed her in the lips, with a calm, and composed gesture, symbolising to not get overwhelmed by worryness.

"Don't worry, i'll eventually come back successful, i'll have to do this for our safety, and the kid's safety."

Hannah understood him quickly.

"Alright... goodbye love."

His bag was filled with ammos and tons of guns, with extra weapons to protect him from Ray when it comes to one of one combat.

"I'll defeat you. Matt Keane."

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