Nightmare on Elm Street - Daemon Redi Somniumx

Disclaimer : I do not own Nightmare on Elm Street, Springwood or Freddy Krueger etc. They are owned by their parent company and all I own are my OC's which are appearing in this story.

This story is a direct continuation from my first horror story, Friday the 13th - Daemon Nocte and starts two days after the events detailed therein. Some of the characters who survived that story will appear in secondary roles in this story.

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Chapter One

A cold wind blew through the quiet streets of Springwood, the town having moved on from the horror of the past. The parents from that dark period in their town's history have either moved to other towns, or have put the past behind them. Things have been so good for the last ten years, that the Westin Hills facility was deemed unnecessary and closed. The former inmates were released and with no more need for their medication, a drug known as Hypnocil, allowed to return to their previous lives. All mention of the numerous murders as well as the perpetrator, were again wiped clean from the town's history books.

Alas, all good things must come to a end as one Theresa Matthews was about to find out as she finished getting ready for bed. A popular girl at school, she did take a perverse pleasure in tormenting the younger classmen and showing just who was the 'Top Dog' at Springwood High. Turning off the light to the bathroom, she slowly padded her way down the hall to her bedroom, passing her parent's bedroom and that of her younger siblings. Closing the door, she let down her hair onto her shoulders as she made her way over to her bed, pulling back the blankets and then climbing in. Looking over on her cellphone, she saw she had a message from her skype chat group. Smirking, she saw the comments her friends had left regarding what they did earlier that day.

Flashback

They had been at the Springwood Mall when she noticed one of the girls from school who Theresa personally despised. That girl was Rina Masterson, the embodiment of the Goth genre and weird girl. Waist length black hair, black makeup and pale skin, wearing black boots and jeans, black shirt with a 'Creepypasta' motif on it. Theresa rolled her eyes as she saw that in particular, that 'subject' made her sick in her stomach. How could someone read garbage like that? Her friend Tori grinned to her, as both girls looked and saw Rina was oblivious to them and was walking towards them, headphones on and focused solely on her own thing. Theresa and Tori both looked at their drinks, removing the lids and waited for their target was about to pass them by, before Theresa stuck her leg out and tripped the goth to the ground.

Startled and in pain from her knee striking the paving, she looked back over her shoulder as Theresa sneered at her.

"Have a nice trip there loser? Should watch were you're going otherwise..."

Theresa then poured her drink over her downed opponent, Tori doing the same as laughter rang out. Their friends were point and laughing at Rina, some recording the incident on their cellphones. Glaring at her tormentor, Rina slowly got to her feet and stared directly into Theresa's eyes.

"Watch yourself Bitch... one day, you'll get what you deserve."

Undaunted, Theresa slapped Rina across the face, the sound echoing around them.

"Don't threaten me skank! Your big brother isn't here to save you, no one is!" Theresa walked right up in front of Rina "No one wants to be around you. After all... you DID kill your mother when you came out of her!"

Rina stared at the cheerleader, eyes wide as Tori shoved her backwards. The other members of the cheering squad gathered around, circling Rina and Theresa. The latter kept her gaze locked on the goth.

"No one loves you Rina... I bet even your brother, IF he is your brother, hates you. You're pathetic... I bet even your stupid creepypastas hate you and wouldn't even bother to waste their time with you!"

Seeming to shrink back, Rina looked around at the squad of bullies, then jerked as Tori had torn her mp3 player from her belt and handed it to Theresa. Scoffing, Theresa looked at it, then dropped it on the ground and stomped on it with her foot. Two other friends of Theresa, both hit Rina behind her knees, sending the girl to the ground. Theresa knelt in front of her, grabbing her hair and jerked her head up, so that she could speak in a tone only Rina could hear.

"Do us all a favor, go home, take a knife and slit your throat!" she looked at the image on Rina's shirt "'Clockwork?' Heh, pray hard enough and maybe she'll be the one to end you!"

Shoving Rina back to the ground hard, she turned and walked off with her friends with some even pouring their own drinks over the downed girl and others laughing at her.

Flashback End

How she hated Rina. Ever since she knew that brat, Theresa has hated her. As she laid back down on her bed and pulled her blanket up, she smirked wondering what she would do to the goth when she saw her again. A few minutes later, she was sound asleep, her thoughts of tormenting Rina more were playing in her head.

Sometime later, she jerked awake... to find herself at school. Looking around the dim and darkened hallways she saw and heard nothing.

"... Hello? Anyone here?"

As she stood up, she realized she was in her nightgown still. Clasping her arms around her, she walked down the hallway, thinking to herself.

'Who on Earth would pull a prank like this? Tori, Becca? They don't have the guts to do anything like this. Rina? That loser has no one to do this, probably still reading her Creepypasta fanfiction or other such drivel.'

Walking along, she stopped when she heard a noise. The sound of something being dragging along the front of lockers... something... metallic. Turning her head, she gasped. Standing at the end of the hallway, was the figure of a man, his right hand held against the lockers. Staring at it, Theresa's eyes went wide as she saw the light gleam off of four sharp looking claws, causing her to take a step back. Stopping herself, she called out in a slightly nervous tone of voice.

"Wh... who are you? A friend of that bitch Rina?"

The figure remained silent, watching the teen as she took a step forward looking at him. Theresa spoke again, this time the nervousness was gone.

"Gotta tell you, you're backing the wrong girl. Rina's a nobody, nothing. You're going to get nowhere with her, just a bad reputation."

The figure tilted their head to the side and when he spoke, his voice sounded like a graveyard.

"Reputation... is a funny thing my dear. With it, everyone knows you... fears you." he then started to walk towards Theresa "However... when you don't have it, or people have... FORGOTTEN YOU! LET ME TELL YOU, THAT'S A BITCH!"

Theresa backed away as the man started to shout again.

"I WAS THIS TOWN! I MADE IT! THEN SOME ARROGANT, POMPOUS AND FRIGHTENED PARENTS DECIDED TO KILL ME WITH FIRE! ALL BECAUSE I LIKED TO PLAY WITH THEIR LITTLE KIDS! WELL, LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING THERESA!"

He vanished from in front of her, causing her to gasp... then she felt something behind her. When she turned around, nothing was there... but she was no longer in a hallway at school. No, she was standing in a boiler room, the area lit in a blood red light. A whimper escaped her lips as she looked around, only to feel her arm burn. Crying out she put her hand on her arm and then looked at the blood flowing down.

"It's impolite to ignore someone talking to you Theresa." he walked out from behind a wall of steam "Aww... did baby cut herself? Does baby want Daddy to kiss it better? HA HA HA!"

Theresa turned and ran away, down one of the steam filled passages as the man continued to mock her.

"YOU CAN RUN MY DEAR BUT YOU CAN'T HIDE FROM FEAR!"

Running blindly down the passage, she screamed as scalding hot steam erupted from a overhead pipe, causing her skin to burn. With tears running down her face, she ran down another passage, which led to a open scaffold. She looked around in panic, trying to find a way out, when the grate behind her shook as something landed on it. Slowly turning around, Theresa came face to face with the man. Black shoes and tattered black trousers, a red and green striped long sleeved shirt covered his chest. Whimpering, she looked up at his face, fear clenched a stranglehold on her heart. The face was hideously burned and as he smiled, revealed sharp pointed teeth. The man smiled and bowed to her, removing his fedora from atop his head.

"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Freddy Krueger, also known as the Springwood Slasher. Now, I know you probably don't have a damn clue as to who I am..." he raised his right hand, the wicked blade on his index finger digging into the teens collarbone "So, you're going to help me. Just deliver... a simple little message... that's all."

Theresa backed away, only one thought echoing in her mind : Escape! Freddy sighed and shook his head sadly.

"I guess, you don't want to help dear Freddy... Well, that's fine." he grinned evilly "NOT LIKE YOU HAD A CHOICE BITCH!"

Striking faster than the eye could see, he had slit her throat open, blood poured forth down Theresa's chest. Staggering backwards, she fell to her knees as she looked at her killer. He walked up to her and knelt next to her.

"Oh, one other thing while you die... " he shoved her forward onto her stomach "Deliver this for me will ya!"

A flurry of slashes with his glove across her back, with Freddy looking down and admiring his work.

"I tell ya, should hang this up in a museum... work of art I say." he grinned "Be sure to deliver it for me Theresa..."

He turned, then stopped as he nodded to himself.

"Oh, that's right.. forgot one more thing... just a small, minor little thing is all..."

Kneeling again in front of the dying teen, her body starting to fade as her real body accepted it's fate. Before it vanished, he opened her mouth and reached in with his hand... and then pulled it back. In his grasp was a ball of soft light and inside the ball, Theresa's face could be seen, screaming silently. With a grin, he stood and looked at it fondly.

"Now, now my dear... We're going to have a lot of fun... just like I did with my other children..."

In the morning

Sarah Matthews yawned as she left her bedroom, her husband already tinkering around in the bathroom. She walked down the hall to her children's bedrooms, knocking on the door of the youngest first.

"Come on Ricky... wake up."

A groan was his response, causing Sarah to smile. She turned and walked to her daughter's room, just as it opened. The girl looked at her mother, stifling a yawn.

"Morning..."

Sarah ruffled her daughter's hair as she walked past, still yawning. Finally she walked up to her eldest child's room and knocked on the door.

"Terry... time to get up."

When there was no response, Sarah knocked again.

"Theresa Matthews! Time to get up!"

Again, no response. Sarah opened the door and saw the morning sun was shining through the window onto the bed. Ricky appeared at his mother's side.

"Mum... if Terry gets to sleep in, can I go back to bed?"

Shushing the boy, Sarah walked over to the bed, seeing Theresa sleeping on her stomach. Reaching down, she shook her daughter on the shoulder and got no response. Sarah touched her daughter's back and felt something... damp. Pulling back her hand, she saw red liquid on her palm. Panic starting to rear up inside her, Sarah pulled back the blanket and screamed. Her two other children came to the doorway, as her husband entered the room and stopped.

Theresa Matthews body was lying in a pool of blood, with her back torn and some words carved into it.

'ARE YOU READY FOR FREDDY?'

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Deaths-Head : Have to admit, took me awhile to figure out which sort of Freddy to go with. The horror comedic one we all know, played by Robert Englund or the more sinister remake played by Jackie Earl Haley... so in the end, decided to make this Freddy a combination of the two (but leaning more towards the comedic).

I don't plan to include any of the survivors from the movies, but just like with my Friday the 13th fic, I will reference them. I will make reference to the Evil Dead as the Necronomicon Ex Mortis WILL play a big part in this series, as well as reference to other sources (like Creepypasta for example).

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