Chapter 1
Goten was walking through the woods, alone. In the stillness, quietness of the night, he
drudged on, feeling no fear. After all,
he had done this before. He knew what
was going to happen. The fight! He loved the fight he knew was coming.
Suddenly, out of the darkness came the monster. It looked like a weird mix of Buu and a
dinosaur. "I wonder what it is?"
thought the little saijin. "Oh,
well." Goten stood his ground. The monster came out of the shadows, ready
to pounce. But, at that moment,
everything changed. Something was
different. In the background, Goten
heard eerie voices chanting. "One, two,
Freddy's coming for you. Three, four
better lock your door. Five, six grab
your…" The monster lunged at
Goten. He looked in horror to see that
the usual beast was different! This
monster was striped, red and dark green!
Its face was burnt! Its right
hand held long claws. Goten, in terror,
turned into a Super Saijin. The monster
laughed. "Hey, kid," it said, "nice
trick. I always wanted to be a blonde,
too." The monster slashed at Goten's
chest. He screamed, felt a brief,
agonizing pain, and then…nothing. He
sat up with a scream. He looked
around. He was in his own bedroom. The door flung open, and Chi Chi ran
through. "Goten!" she screamed, "what
is it?!" Goten said nothing, just began
to cry. "Oh, honey. Was it that same dream again? You've been having it every week…" Chi Chi stopped. She looked down in horror to see Goten's shirt was torn. There were bloody slash marks all over
it! "Oh, God!" screamed Chi Chi as she
rushed to the bathroom to get bandages.
Earlier that night, another young man began the task of
getting ready for bed. Trunks took his
bath, got into his pajamas, and was watching TV. With him were his mom and dad.
"Why must I sit here and watch this nonsense," said Vegeta. "I have better things to do." Bulma and Trunks looked at each other and
smiled. Even through his anger, they
both knew Vegeta liked TV. Every night,
when Bulma asked him to spend a little quality time with them, he would
complain, but quickly oblige. This was
unusual. Bulma knew it was nearly
impossible to get Vegeta to do anything he didn't want to. So, she assumed, he must like TV. Vegeta sat eating some left over
chicken. "Hey, dad," Trunks said, "how
about giving me some?" "No!" said
Vegeta. "It's too late for you to be
eating." "Oh, give him some you greedy
SOB," Bulma yelled. Vegeta reluctantly
tossed Trunks a drumstick. After he was
done eating, Bulma told him it was time to go to bed. "Aw, come on mom. I'm not
tired!" Bulma said, "I don't
care." She pointed to his room. "Bed.
Now." Trunks walked into his
room mumbling. He climbed into bed, and
thought about tomorrow. Goten was
coming over to his house for a few days.
Goten had no one to play with now because Goku was called by King Kai to
help some people on this weird planet.
They were having trouble with some intergalactic pirates or
something. Goku could handle it, no
sweat, but he'd be gone for awhile.
Trunks smiled and closed his eyes, anticipating playing with his friend.
He was walking through a filthy, disgusting, hot room. There was dust and smoke everywhere. "Where am I?" Trunks thought. He didn't sense anything. He heard machinery off in the distance, but
in the pitch black he couldn't see a thing, even with his keen Saijin
eyes. He felt along the wall until he
saw a red light. Curiously, he walked
towards it. As he got closer, he felt
the horrible heat. "Whew, it's
hot!" From behind, he heard a metallic
scraping, like fingers on a chalkboard.
Trunks spun around quickly to see what it was. "What was that?" he thought, feeling the first pangs of
fear. The sound grew louder. He walked towards it, slowly. Trunks turned a corner, and saw him. A man.
A tall man wearing a hat. The
dim red light cast shadows on the man.
Trunks looked from his head, down to his arms. On the right hand, Trunks noticed something weird. The man's fingers were longer on that
hand. "Hello?" Trunks said. "Who are you? Can you tell me where the exit is, please." The man got up and began walking towards
Trunks. "Going so soon?" said the
man. "I was hoping you'd stay for
awhile." "Um, love to," Trunks said, "but,
I'm meeting my friend soon and…" "Oh, I
know him," said Freddy. "Cute little
guy. Able to change hairstyles. Oh, yeah.
I know him REAL well." Trunks
said, "You do?" "Oh, yes. Freddy loves kids." "Um," Trunks began, getting really scared
now, "Mr. Freddy, can you please tell me how to get out of here. It's too hot." "Freddy began to laugh.
"Oh, you'll be leaving soon enough.
I've got a great place for you."
Trunks stared in horror as the man opened his shirt. In the man's chest he saw…heads! Tiny voices screaming for help. Trunks had never seen anything so horrible
in his life. The bloody, burnt chest of
the man was heaving as the heads struggled to get free. Trunks stepped back and fell on his butt, he
was so terrified. Freddy grinned. "The souls of the children, give me
strength!" Trunks leaped to his feet
and ran. He had never been so scared in
his life. He turned a corner, and
Freddy was standing there in front of him!
Trunks turned into a super saijin.
"Get away from me, you freak!" he said.
Trunks leaped up and punched Freddy in the face. His head flew off! Across the room it spun.
Trunks was splattered with blood.
Trunks stood there, trembling.
"At least it's over," he thought.
But, then, Trunks looked in amazement as the headless body walked
towards the head. "Over here you
idiot!" the head was yelling. "No, this
way. That's it. Getting' closer, closer. Wait!
Don't step on me." The body bent
over, picked up the head, and reattached it.
"Ah. Sorry about that, kid. I'm the brains of this operation. Now, where were we?" "WHAT ARE YOU?!" screamed Trunks. Freddy grinned, revealing rotten teeth. "I'm your new playmate. Come on, let's play." Freddy morphed. Suddenly, he was wearing a black karate suit! "Hi ya!"
Freddy kicked Trunks in the head.
"He's so fast," Trunks thought.
"Faster than Dad!" Trunks
struggled to his feet, wiping away blood.
"Okay, creep," he said, "my turn!"
Trunks flew at Freddy and threw a punch. He landed it straight on Freddy's jaw. Freddy's head whipped back, and then he looked at Trunks and
laughed. "This is my world, punk," he
said. "All your moves don't mean shit
here. Oh, yeah. I'm gonna have a lot of fun with you and
your buddy. I'm going to play with you
guys for a long time. But, don't
worry. You won't know when the end's
coming, but it'll come. Get to bed
early at night, kiddo. Because, FREDDY
WILL BE WAITING!" He slashed at Trunks
and he awakened with a scream. Bulma
and Vegeta ran in the room. Vegeta came
too as he sensed something was really wrong.
Vegeta couldn't believe his eyes as Trunks began to cry. "What?" he thought. It took a LOT to make Trunks cry. A baseball bat to the head couldn't make his
son cry. He could see, as Bulma
comforted him, that Trunks was shaking.
Vegeta sensed the overwhelming fear.
And then, he saw the slash marks on his son's face. "Did someone get in here?" Vegeta
thought. "I sensed no one. And, who would be strong enough to do
that?" But, Vegeta sensed an evil. He felt a strange power coming from Trunks'
bed. And then, to his amazement, Vegeta
looked down…to see his own hands shaking.
