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NNWM- The HackSlash Secret

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Fog and drizzly rain was in the air. Lisa Palmer hugged her coat tighter to herself as she walked down the gravely road. All the while she was trying to kill that little voice inside her head that kept telling her that this was a bad idea. But thankfully, that little voice was getting quieter as she walked.

Her mind was made up. This is her choice.

She found the drive way through some thick over growth. A big indecation that the man living here dosent get out much. At the end of the drive way she found the old house. Needed some paint, maybe a new roof. But other than that it looked pretty liveable. Lisa walked up to the front door and knocked with the traditional 'Shave and a Haircut' knock. She wasnt surprised when there was no reply.

Going to one end of the porch, she looked over the edge and to the side of the house. No one there. Then she went to the other side. The same. Standing perfectly still, Lisa waited. She knew what was coming next. Tensing up her body, Lisa waited until she felt for sure, then whipped around on her heals, coming face to face with the man she ahd come to see.

He was a little taller than herself. His hair was jet black save for a few visible grays, and his eyes were a very striking shad of blue. Almost like Fred Kruegers, from what she could remember.

"You've got some moves, kiddo." said Bill Pratt. "I take it your experianced with this sort of thing?"

"Yeah, my dad was in the business. I'm Lisa Palmer." she held out her hand and he shock it firmly.

"So your ol' Elias daughter, eh? I havent seen you since that night..." he trailed off. Lisa understood. The night in question was the night her father was killed on the job. She hated to admit it, but it had been his own fault. He'd forgotten about one trap he'd set and in his haste, well...

"So, what brings you out here? Last I heard, you and your mom had moved away from Collinswood." asked Bill as he ushered Lisa out across the yard to a punching bag hanging off a tree; that he appareantly had been sparring with.

"I want to break into the business." she said without hesitation. Bill punched the bag a little to hard it came off the rope with a loud snap. Bill looked over his shoulder at Lisa, his eyes seeming to have changed from blue to a darker color that she couldnt quite place.

"And what makes you think you've got what it takes?" he turned to her, looking dead in the face with his new, predatory eyes. Lisa wasnt afraid.

"You cant scare me, Mr. Pratt. My parents taught me all the tricks, all the symbolism, everything. I could have started back when I was still in diapers. But I waited. Out of respect for my moms wish that I never get involved with the business. But my mom passed away not that long ago.

"She gave me her blessing to do whatever I wished before she died. Well, this is what I want to do. So please, help me get started Mr. Pratt. I need your help."

Bills glare softened into a smile, along with a loud laugh.

"Thats just what I needed to hear, Lisa. Alright, you've got yourself a mentor." he clapped a hand on Lisas' shoulder. "C'mon inside. We got details to plan out. Have you thought about what your hook's gonna be?"

"Well, I heard about this legend about a mad doctor who experimented on people over in Briartville...
Title: The Hack/Slash Secret
Author/Artist: K. Strange
Pairing/Characters: Bill Pratt, Lisa Palmer
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The daughter of a failed legend killer hooks up with her fathers ex-partner to learn the craft.
Disclaimer/claimer: All characters beling to me.


Okay, so I lied last time. ;p For this to make any sort of sence, I suggest you go watch Behind the Mask: The Rise of Leslie Vernon. Awesome cool movie. :D
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