A/N: So I said I was going to hold off on all new stories, but I couldn't help myself when I saw the new Nightmare on Elm Street film. I thought it was pretty good and when it was shown that all the other Elm Street kids were dead, I decided to write about how Freddy killed them. The fic starts off with how they met Freddy at first and to be honest I'm not sure if my writing for five year olds was good. I'd like to extend my thanks to Nameless Grace for supplying me with the names of some of the kids. I know that there are more, but I can't remember their names at the moment.

Fred Kruger; The gardener of a small preschool was out tending to some plants when he saw several cars pull into the parking lot. Out stepped kids he'd never seen before. "How sweet. Fresh meat," he said with a smirk. The kids went by the names of Nancy, Quentin, Jesse, Kris, Dean, Lisa, Brett, and Marcus. After being introduced by the teachers the kids went out to play. While outside playing with Lisa, Kris saw Dean and decided to say hi to him.

"Hi. I'm Kris," she said with a sweet smile.

"Hi. I'm Dean," He replied to her not entirely sure what to say.

"You're cute," she said and then leaned forward and kissed his forehead.

"Ew, yuck girl germs!" Dean said wiping his forehead. "Leave me alone." Kris' lip quivered slightly and she ran away with the rest of her friends. A tall shadow towered over Dean prompting him to turn around. Freddy was standing behind him arms folded, with a disapproving look on his face, and shaking his head. "Now that wasn't very nice," he said kneeling to Dean's level. "All that girl wanted was to be your friend and you we're rude to her for no reason what so ever. How would you feel if you were in her position?" Dean's mouth hung open, but nothing came out of his mouth. "That's what I thought. Now I want you to walk over to that girl and apologize. Understood?" Dean quickly nodded his head and ran over to Kris.

"Kwis," Dean mispronounced.

"What do you want?" She said; she clearly had been crying.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."

"Do you mean it?" She asked.

"Honest. Would you like to play with us?"

"Sure," Kris said giving Dean a playful smile and the two of them ran back onto the playground.

"What do you want to play?" Jesse asked.

"How about a game of tag?"

"Who are you?" Nancy asked.

"Where are my manners? My name is Fred Krueger. I'm the schools gardener. You can call me Freddy."

"Ok Fweddy. Tag. You're it!" Lisa said tagging Freddy and then the kids all scattered.

12 years later

Lisa yawned as she exited the bathroom; toothbrush still in her mouth. She absentmindedly spit it out on the floor not caring where it landed. She felt like she could sleep for 24 hours straight. She hopped into bed and pulled the covers up to her chest and drifted off to sleep. A loud clap of thunder sounded outside her window and she shot straight up. Lisa rubbed her eyes and sleepily walked over to her window. She didn't remember it raining when she went to bed.

Tap, tap, tap, tap

Lisa heard something tapping on her desk, but didn't see anything when she looked. "Calm down Lisa. You're losing it," she said trying to relax. "Just climb back into bed and go to sleep." Lisa started moving towards her bed, but it felt like with every step her bed got farther away. She walked faster, but the result was the same. Suddenly Lisa felt herself be propelled forward past her bed and outside of her house. She closed her eyes from the rush of wind until she came to a sudden stop. She was no longer in her house; instead she was now outside of what looked like a preschool; the rain soaking right through her clothes. "Ok. I'm definitely dreaming," she said walking into the school to take shelter from the rain. "But why of a preschool of all places?"

"Maybe you were feeling a little nostalgic." Lisa's head jerked in the direction of a deep and menacing voice. Someone was leaning against the wall; he was dressed in a stripped sweater and was wearing a fedora.

"Who are you supposed to be?" The man tipped up his hat and faced her; four sharp knives extending from his glove. But what really instilled fear in Lisa's heart was his face. It was hideously burned and scarred.

"How about a friendly game of hide and seek? You hide and I'll seek," He said. "10, 9, 8, oh. That's right. No peaking; my mistake," Freddy said with a devilish chuckle. He turned around and started counting down again. "10, 9."

Freddy's voice echoed throughout the hallways as Lily ran from him. "8, 7, 6, 5." She frantically searched for somewhere, anywhere, to hide. "4, 3." She settled on a closet in one of the classrooms and hide inside. "2, 1. Ready or not. Here I come," He announced. Lisa huddled up against the wall of the closet and brought her legs up close to her. She covered her mouth to hide her breathing when she heard Freddy stepping outside the classroom. She cringed when she heard him drag his nails across the chalkboard. She stifled out any whimpers from escaping her lips. "1, 2, guess who's coming for you?" Freddy said over turning some of the desks in the classroom.

"It's only a dream," Lisa thought; still cowering in the closet. "It's only a dream."

"Lisa. Come out come out wherever you are, ha ha ha ha ha." Her eyes widened in heart stopping fear when the doorknob started to turn. The door creaked open and Lisa buried her head in her hands as if that would conceal her from Freddy, but to her surprise Freddy wasn't standing there anymore. Lisa's body was shaking violently. "Move, Lisa. You aren't scared of anything remember?" She thought. Placing her hands on the wall she rose up to her feet. "That's right Lisa. Keep moving." Her body slowly obeyed her thoughts and she quietly crept out of the closet. The coast seemed to be clear and she silently closed the door behind her.

"Boo." Lisa jumped back when Freddy appeared next to her. Freddy's nails began to dance and he advanced towards her. "Come to Freddy." Lisa felt her feet start to back up without even thinking. She whirled around and ran out the class knocking desks over to obstruct his path. She heard him drag his nails against the walls once again making that terrible screeching noise. She ran into another classroom, slammed the door shut, and locked it. She backed away from the door as Freddy walked closer and closer to it. He tried the door and saw it was locked. He punched right through the glass and stuck his face in the door.

"Here's Freddy!" He said and unlocked the door. Lisa grabbed a desk and swung it at Freddy. He raised his arm and let it take the blow; the chair broke and splintered apart on contact.

"You're not real. You're not real," she said backing into the wall.

"Gonna get you," he said closing in on her.

"It's only a dream," she whimpered as he pressed himself against her; sliding his nails down her stomach. "You're only a dream," she said in a weaker more quiet voice.

"Am I? Could a dream do this!" He shouted taking a slice at her.

Lisa woke up covered in sweat screaming. Her head whipped to the left and the right and she breathed relief that she was still in her room. "It was only a dream. Only a dream," she sighed, but felt a small pain on her stomach. She lifted up her shirt and saw it had been cut. She placed a hand on the cut and winced from the pain. She looked at her bloody hand in horror and silently started to cry.

Lisa pressed her head against the cold steel of her locker door panting. She placed her hand over her stomach wound and prayed the patch job she did would hold. Having a nurse for a mother did have advantages such as knowledge of how to sew up a wound. All she had to do now was keep her mom from seeing the injury because she'd never be able to explain it. She collected her books from her locker and stumbled on to class.

"Hahahaha."

"That laugh; won't leave me alone," she sighed eyes feeling heavy. She didn't go back to sleep last night following her tryst with that man. Who was he? That fedora looked achingly familiar, but other than that she was at a loss for words.

"So tired," Lisa thought as her head sank down and her eyes closed.

"Lisa."

"No. Not again," she opened her eyes and saw Freddy coming towards her. A loud whistle sounded in her head jerking her awake.

"Wake up, Lisa!" Her coach shouted.

"Sorry," she apologized and joined her classmates running laps.

"Are you ok? You've been acting weird," Her best friend Jill said when she caught up with her.

"I was up all night. Couldn't sleep," Lisa answered and then felt a twinge of pain in her stomach; her stitches weren't holding; just her luck.

Once the laps were completed Lisa bent over taking in numerous breaths.

"You sure you're feeling alright?" Jill asked concerned.

"Walk with me," Lisa said taking her arm and leading her to the locker room while the coach's back was turned. After reaching her locker Lisa reached inside, pulled out her back pack and leaned against the wall. She unzipped it and dumped out its contents.

"Lisa, what is this?" Jill asked staring at the pharmaceutical items along with some thread and a needle.

"Jill. You can't tell anyone," Lisa said lifting her shirt.

"What the hell did you do to yourself?"

"I don't know how this happened. One minute I'm fast asleep and the next I wake up with this wound across my stomach. I can't tell my mom because she'll want to know what happened and I can't explain it to her. I tried to sew this up myself, but it's not holding. I need you to sew it up… please," and then Lisa's passed out from the pain.

"Lisa? Lisa!" Jill got up and ran to get help.

Lisa felt strangely warm. The air conditioning was on last time she remembered.

"Lisa? Lisaaaaaa?"

Lisa opened her eyes and saw she wasn't in the school anymore. It looked like she was in a boiler room. She stood up and looked around when she heard the screeching sound again, but this time it was worse. "Hello Lisa." Lisa spotted him again at the other end of the boiler room. "You like what I've done with the place?"

"What do you want from me!"

"They say revenge is a dish best served cold; I prefer things to be a little… hot." He vanished from the spot he was at and appeared in front of here. He swung his knives at her neck and she ducked to avoid them. Freddy snatched a handful of Lisa's hair and pulled her into his grasp.

"Let me go you monster!" Freddy chuckled again and forced her head into one of the searing hot pipes. Her screams and cries filled the entire boiler room and continued for what felt like an eternity. Freddy yanked her off the pipe and Lisa felt some of her skin get yanked off in the process. Freddy kicked her onto her back and stepped on her throat to hold her down. He raised his glove and went to strike when Lisa sank her teeth into his foot. Krueger jumped off her throat giving her time to run. Lisa sprinted as fast as she could; not looking back for even a second even though she didn't know where the hell she was going. She rounded a corner and bumped into Freddy. He grabbed her and pushed her into the pipes again. She tried to hold back her screams, but then he forced right arm into the pipe as well. Lisa released an ear shattering scream and shoved Freddy off her. Lisa grabbed his face and forced the side of it into the pipes this time. "Hurts doesn't it!" She seethed.

"I've already been burned, remember?" He asked and elbowed her in the chest. Lisa fell back and Freddy sliced into her stomach again. Lisa fell to her knees and Freddy kicked her in the chin. Lisa's jaw shook from the attack and she fell onto her stomach. She felt Freddy cut into her back and groaned out from the pain. She saw Freddy going for another strike and kicked him in his right leg making him fall. Despite feeling agonizing pain Lisa got back up and tried to escape. She rounded another corner and came to a dead end. She looked over the railing and saw a huge fire at the bottom. Freddy grabbed her from behind and forced her to look at him.

"Tag Lisa. You're it!" And he shoved her over the railing. Lisa fell over, but managed to grab hold of the railing. Freddy leaned against the railing smiling as she held on for dear life. "Any last words?"

Lisa spit in his face and shouted "Fuck you!"

"Hey Lisa. I'm sorry, but I went to get you some he- OH MY GOD! Lisa!" She screamed at the sight of her beaten friend. "Wake up! Wake up!" She shouted shaking her. "Someone call 911!" She yelled to the onlookers. "Lisa, wake up!"

"Lisa, wake up!"

"Jill?" Lisa thought. Freddy raised his clawed glove and swung it down at her hands, but before he could reach her Lisa reacted instinctively and snatched his hand; she pulled him over the railing and sent him falling into the flames below her.

"Jill?" Lisa whispered waking up.

"Lisa! Oh my God I thought you were dead." Jill said hugging her.

"I almost was."

"What are you talking about?"

The paramedics rushed into the room and put Lisa on a stretcher before she could answer. Jill followed them and jumped into the ambulance.

"Lisa, listen to me. You can't let me fall asleep."

"Why not?"

"Please Jill. You just can't. I'm scared."

"Ok," Jill said nodding her head.

"Thanks Jill," Lisa said squeezing her hand. She was so scared of falling asleep again. What if she saw someone like that man again? As Lisa fought to stay conscious she heard a song being played in the ambulance; it sounded like something out of a children's nursery rhyme; she then heard two girls start to sing.

One, two, Freddy's coming for you

Three, four, better lock your door

Five, six, grab your crucifix

Seven, eight, gonna stay up late

Nine, ten

"Never sleep again." Lisa saw Freddy looming over her. She opened her mouth to scream, but no sound came out. "Pleasant dreams, Lisa," Freddy said. Lisa blinked and he was gone.

A/N: There will be more to come of the Elm Street Kids days in preschool as well as a planned sequel titled 'Elm Street's Last Brat' featuring none other than Nancy. As for Lisa, her troubles are have only just begun.